<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:25:17.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey With Jean</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>183</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-1809615772356745868</id><published>2011-02-01T00:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T00:35:46.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Janji kamu rupa-rupanya satu penipuan yang menyakitkan hati. Bodohnya saya mempercayai kata-kata kamu, menyangkakan bahawa kamu tidak sama dibandingkan dengan yang lain. Disebabkan kebodohanku, kini tinggallah diri saya sendiri yang sakit hati. Cinta, jauhilah diri kamu daripada saya. Saya sudah tidak tahan lagi. Biarkanku sendirian. Cukuplah setakat ini.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-1809615772356745868?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/1809615772356745868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=1809615772356745868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/1809615772356745868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/1809615772356745868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2011/02/janji-kamu-rupa-rupanya-satu-penipuan.html' title=''/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-4450804028778493644</id><published>2010-07-24T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T21:19:20.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip in a VW Beetle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/TErl206yr8I/AAAAAAAABWw/Z6uaHoIpuz0/s1600/vw_beetle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/TErl206yr8I/AAAAAAAABWw/Z6uaHoIpuz0/s320/vw_beetle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got a ride in a VW beetle.. and MAN! It was INDESCRIBABLE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car:&lt;br /&gt;1. ... has bouncing tyres.. We kept going UP and DOWN!&lt;br /&gt;2. ... can electrocute when you HORN!&lt;br /&gt;3. ... has seat belt that can suffocate a driver!&lt;br /&gt;4. ... has speed that is beyond imagination!!!&lt;br /&gt;5. ... aircond does not really cool down anything!&lt;br /&gt;6. ... has front seats that can stick to the front seat windows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it was a very heaty ride, but it was interesting too.. something different at least.. hahaha... Thanks to Mr Chee for the ride..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-4450804028778493644?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/4450804028778493644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=4450804028778493644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/4450804028778493644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/4450804028778493644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2010/07/trip-in-vw-beetle.html' title='A trip in a VW Beetle'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/TErl206yr8I/AAAAAAAABWw/Z6uaHoIpuz0/s72-c/vw_beetle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-3187015364695039492</id><published>2010-07-15T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T19:28:41.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life as an Intern</title><content type='html'>It started on 1st of June, and today is already 14th of July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, time passed pretty fast. But then, the times were not always good, but there were definitely times that ain't that bad either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not quite sure if I am enjoying myself, but I know that I did learn some new stuff and gained some new experiences. I've learnt about casting, learnt a little bit about food styling and many other little things as well. Some experiences were great to have, but some experiences were better off not having. But yet, every one of them counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, there are laughter sometimes there are anger, sometimes people shout and give sarcastic remarks, sometimes people seem to care and sometimes not, but I guess this is just part of life. I did almost anything that I am supposed to do, production and non-production, being a kakak and being an assistant, but well, I guess that's just life of an intern. Don't really mind. But interns are still humans, so I still get the frustration and irritation to the thought of staying back late and without rest. But still, the work has to be done, so it shall be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite a shitty day today, but I guess after a night's sleep everything will be fine. So, waiting for the time to go back and sleep and tomorrow morning, let there be something better. It'll be another long day tomorrow, casting and casting and casting, but then, when the work is finally done and it's out, I guess I can proudly say that I had a part in making that whole commercial a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, but will stay in the office. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-3187015364695039492?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/3187015364695039492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=3187015364695039492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/3187015364695039492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/3187015364695039492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2010/07/life-as-intern.html' title='Life as an Intern'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-5307338952178488148</id><published>2010-05-15T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T08:50:04.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>醒来的时候</title><content type='html'>只有一个字&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘痛’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没什么好说的了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就只是这样而已&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-5307338952178488148?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/5307338952178488148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=5307338952178488148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/5307338952178488148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/5307338952178488148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='醒来的时候'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-333960685993442287</id><published>2010-05-10T05:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T16:51:14.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5am</title><content type='html'>It's 5am in the morning, and not feeling sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked my facebook, saw a tag post. It's about the video. Told to shorten it, for a film festival in the university. I could feel a sudden prick in the heart, and it triggered the fall. The tears fell. Just couldn't contain it. '5am in the morning' I thought to myself, 'I must be crazy'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was blamed for many things, but where were the efforts that I have put in? I was blamed for things that crossed the minds, the only bad things, but where were those where I laid my sleepless nights to fulfill and complete something as best as I could? I understood well, that was my responsibility, that was what I offered, therefore that was what I delivered. It may not be the most perfect work, but based on the final outcome, it was still on par with the rest, seeing the comparison. We did well enough, I did well enough, they saw what was final, and they gave us what was due. I made it happen for us, but now re-phrasing it - I made it happen, except for myself. I never got the credits, never got what was due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told I never showed it to the rest. Ever thought about my days and nights just like anyone elses? Assignments equally piling, with a greater responsibility to make sure everything falls to place when there are those that are unanimously known as untrustable within the group. I had to rush, have I ever been given any understanding? I work through nights, trying to do my best, have I been given any appreciation? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't there much for discussions, but were my ideas ever respected whenever I gave one? Often brushed off like dust, how do I maintain my enthusiasm? Though I wasn't there, but I performed my duties. When it lasts through the night to the morning, everyone stayed together at one place, was I ever invited to stay for the night together, all the more that I stayed so far away from where things were happening? I drove home that late night trying to reach home safely, but stopped for speeding. I begged to be spared from a RM300 speeding ticket. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I asked to make things better the previous time, I was asked to pay myself. Though unfair as it was, but I still paid the major sum. We were complimented for a job well done. When I gave my ideas, they were still brushed off quickly like dust, and all the more the song was one I wrote, and I had the story tied to song in mind. The story that came out was different from the story of the song. Nevertheless, I put in my last efforts. I was glad then, we were one of the best. That was what I have mended and have shown, and that was what we got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about her. Her ideas were brushed off like haze, I drove her all the way to get what she wanted. I sent here there, I sent here home, and went off to another location a distance away to join a rehearsal as part of my responsibility. But it ended when I reached. It was her want, her idea, others may think it's foolish, but I know how it felt. Has anyone respected? She was appointed, but why oppose her? If can't trust her, why allow her? If she is not any better, why don't take it from her? Why make it so difficult? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be part of the group, but felt unwelcomed. I talked, but almost no reply. Given a cold shoulder, as cold as ice, I just felt like I'm not meant to be part of it. I took the responsibility, which I felt I could perform and be part of something, but I was blamed for not being a team. But that was my responsibility in the nights, and neither did I get any support nor encouragement without being ordered to work like a slave and as if my ideas were not worth a shot. When lunch was ready, everybody was set at the dining table. Nobody offered me, only among friends offers were given. While I was thinking all the time, how do get it done, and through those nights when I figured things out, was I given a single encouragement to say that 'I can do it' when I felt that I can't cope with so many things on my mind at one time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told I am not supposed to give my own input, but I did consult with whom is due to give an opinion on&amp;nbsp; my intentions and my input, but I was blamed for doing things on my own and not working together. Are her ideas not worthy of consideration? Are her decisions not worthy of trust and acceptance? I was told that the feeling of a group is wanted, but has anyone ever been sensitive enough to know how I felt? I tried to tell, but I was brushed off. The same way. Jovial and bubbly, that was what I was told by someone older than me. When I broke down, I was just stared at in disbelief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did much, but none was taken into account based on my position and responsibilities. I delivered the best I could, I worked till the last minute and even after it. But I am still not a part of it, judging from what I could see. Expecting me to complete it for another event for people to see it, I can't afford to do it. Something tells me it's not worth it. I hurt just by looking at it, I hurt just by thinking about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but pour it out right here on my personal space, 5am in the morning. I kept it, but now I just want to spill it. At least, this time let me feel some comfort in saying it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-333960685993442287?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/333960685993442287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=333960685993442287' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/333960685993442287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/333960685993442287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2010/05/5am.html' title='5am'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-8488819220104519686</id><published>2010-05-09T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T20:58:59.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day, Mummy</title><content type='html'>A simple note to all mothers, and specially to my own mummy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Happy Mother's Day'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) Lovey lovey lovey... (^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huggy huggy huggy (^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-8488819220104519686?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/8488819220104519686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=8488819220104519686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8488819220104519686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8488819220104519686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day-mummy.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day, Mummy'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-8525200827061437392</id><published>2010-03-23T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T23:34:31.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20.03.2010</title><content type='html'>20.03.2010, my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;*Happy birthday to me,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to me,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to Jean,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really an unforgettable day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost is that this is the first time in my whole life I actually celebrated my birthday with the person I love. This is the first time in fact that I really get to go out and celebrate my birthday and really have fun, though not everything went as planned. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to watch Alice in Wonderland 3D version, but unfortunately, the tickets were all sold out. So our movie plan's cancelled and we went straight for lunch. We went to Pasta Zanmai, which I really loved that restaurant because of its food, and I really love green tea too. Hehe.. Well, we had our lunch and all and went off to take a short walk in Midvalley, and took some photos in the Alice in Wonderland setting. It was really lovely. The giant door, the stone decorated grassy floor, the huge faced-flowers and the long vintage table. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main plan for that day was the Super Junior Concert in the evening. We went for a yogurt ice-cream before that. Well, I will count that as a birthday cake. LOL.. Cause I was too full before that for anymore cake. ^^ Then we went for the concert. We were pretty early that day, but there were already a lot of people there waiting, mainly young girls who can't wait to see their idols performing and get to attract their attention on them. Haha...Oh well.. It was a hot day, and I asked to get a fan to fan away the heat that's surrounding me. Hehe.. The fans cost RM24 for 2. T.T So expensive.. And I asked to see the entrance tickets from Ken, my boy boy. Hehe.. Well, he didn't want to show me before that, and said after we buy the fans. So ya.. I waited until after we bought the fans, and asked him to show me the tickets, so that I can see from where we will be entering the hall.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he handed me the tickets, and I was checking. Hmm.. Something was wrong there. There was no 'U' which indicated upper level, and all I saw was 'L' for lower tier. I checked the price and it indicated RM458, not RM238 which I paid. Hmm... Something is obviously wrong there. Then I guess my boy boy saw me blur and wondering. So he just softly pinched my face and said, 'I bought RM458 ticket for you la... Are you awake or not?' LOL... WHAT A SURPRISE! I was like... 'You bought RM458 for me? You really did?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. that was a big surprise for me... First, I thought somebody gave a wrong ticket to us, but actually he purposely bought it for me, so that I can have a better view of the concert? I was just touched by it and well.. I kinda teared. *SHY* Ok, I teared. #^^# Haha.. it was so sweet of him, to bring me out and to give me a surprise. And I really had a great time there in the concert, with one of the Super Junior members walking down from one of the stairs which is just 2 seats away from my right, and I could see so clearly the concert. He even grabbed the flower threw by Shin Dong for me.. And the way he whispered 'Happy Birthday... I love you' in my ears, it was really so sweet and romantic. ^^ It still brings smiles to me when I remember it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just thankful... Thankful to have him in my life. ^^ Thankful to be able to spend my birthday with him, be it with and without the surprises and all. You already are the best gift I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks darling. And also thanks for making your friends wish me Happy Birthday. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to everybody who wished me on my birthday. 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It wasn't this way last time. I get so stressed up so easily and so thoroughly disappointed with myself. I put effort, but my effort is always insufficient. I mess up things so badly, that it is beginning to drive me crzy with the overwhelming guilt that I am currently facing. It feels as though I am just so stupid and useless, that there is nothing, and I really mean nothing at all that I can do well enough and be able to complete it without making a mess out of it and creating problems for myself and people around me. I always convince myself, if people can do it, so can I. But the 'so can I', I somehow cannot achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that I am not a careful person, not a person who can really look into details that I should be&amp;nbsp; looking, but I am trying to be like that, I am trying to change to be better. But I'm just not getting anywhere. Am I doing too much? But I have let go things to make time for my studies. Then why is it not paying off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be just that I'm too stupid? If it is so, then who can I blame but me that I just don't have the brains? But still, I really put effort, I really did. Or maybe my effort was not enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was just not enough. Maybe I am just not doing enough to improve myself and make myself even better. Maybe that's just it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, I can't help feeling this way - I hate myself, pretty much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate useless people, and now I'm hating myself for being quite a useless bump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait till the day that I know how to be a little more useful and make lives better for myself and my friends and group members, probably I will be able to have a little more peace with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be better. I really need to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-1099742799296293415?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/1099742799296293415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=1099742799296293415' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/1099742799296293415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/1099742799296293415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-time-to-think.html' title='It&apos;s time to 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-6619948923352336746?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/6619948923352336746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=6619948923352336746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/6619948923352336746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/6619948923352336746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post_20.html' title='不應該'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-951568551676477757</id><published>2010-02-12T11:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T11:47:16.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我是莎莎女-准哦！</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;從別人的部落看到的，還真有趣，而且真的蠻准的哦！可以試試看 ^^！&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;医学上，直到今年才证实了我们的右脑、左脑各司其职，而这即是[呜莎呜莎]性格诊断的主要依据。1981年，获诺贝尔奖的罗杰·贝瑞发现，右脑和左脑各有其不同的特性，此为一切的起源。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如今，我们已知右脑擅长直觉、想象、空间认知等能力；左脑的专长则在于语言、计算和分析等等。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们可以从右脑、左脑的使用方式，看出一个人的习性（特征）。光是两手十指交握和双手交错抱胸这样的动作，即可让人一目了然。不论是你觉得难接近的人，或是心里十分在意的人，都会原形毕露。此外，你自己也是……如此，相信你的人际关系一定会愈来愈好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;根据下两页的组合结果来诊断：&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S3TNQwicocI/AAAAAAAABQE/7z5BS6NdFiM/s1600-h/ATT00002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S3TNQwicocI/AAAAAAAABQE/7z5BS6NdFiM/s320/ATT00002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S3TNQLYV8oI/AAAAAAAABP8/6M_IZ1stDKA/s1600-h/ATT00001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S3TNQLYV8oI/AAAAAAAABP8/6M_IZ1stDKA/s320/ATT00001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;呜呜女&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;性格&lt;/i&gt;：莽莽撞撞的挑战者&lt;br /&gt;就女人而言，这是最具冲击性的一种性格类型。因为一切皆依照本能行事，想到什么便勇往直前，没有人能够阻止你。&lt;br /&gt;由于依直觉行动又保有个人风格，因为引起四周人的兴趣，并经常成为个性独具的万人迷。只不过，因为拥有甚为女人的自觉和矜持，不会初次见面便蓦然露出本性。&lt;br /&gt;好奇心旺盛，最爱挑战。即使面临突如其来的危险，仍能沉着冷静的应对，以优雅的姿态顺利解决，拥有令人不可思议、对困境掌控自如的能力。虽然会没来由地怀抱自信，不过一旦遭到强烈的指责，却出乎意料地也有脆弱、敏感的一面。不过在短暂反省之后，大多又会故态复萌，重蹈覆辙。&lt;br /&gt;在饮酒等聚会上一旦兴致来了，就会强拉对方跟着自己的步调，还会突然指控地大笑、大哭或发怒，毫不顾忌旁人的目 光。&lt;br /&gt;挑选物品时，亦是着重外表更甚于实质内容。例如，明明看不懂英文，却会因色彩或者装帧精美而购买原文书。选购内衣时也是着重设计样式，因此常会买到尺寸不合的产品。与人谈话时，肢体语言很多，话题也经常跳来跳去。基本上，此类型的人是不听别人说话的。时常不管对方在说什么，只想滔滔不绝地将自己想说的话一吐而尽。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;工作&lt;/i&gt;：凭感觉闯江湖的一飞冲天型&lt;br /&gt;这类人属于喜好分明的自我型。对于凭专业嗅觉渡过难关的工作情有独钟，感觉非常敏锐。一旦灵光乍现，便迸发巨大能量，获得前所未有的成果。遇见能激发自己新潜能的伯乐，便会精确且积极的打成目标。&lt;br /&gt;另一方面，不喜欢勤恳踏实地下功夫，也讨厌被人编派不合理的工作。只要稍微不感兴趣便意兴阑珊，草率行事。只要唠唠叨叨的冗长会议或是说理似的对话一开始，便自个儿在脑海中神游。因为容易厌倦，所以难以持续同样的工作，但另一方面，此类型的人，即使工作环境改变，也坚持活出自己，生命力十分强韧。在团队合作中会显得惴惴不安、缺乏自信，因此比起待在组织里，更适合一个人单打独斗。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;金钱&lt;/i&gt;：钱财乃身外之物是她的信条&lt;br /&gt;比起思考要不要花钱，到底想不想要这样的东西，反而是这类人率直且优先考虑的因素。购物时也不会仔细考虑是不是要“奖励自己一下”，而是只要看中意、想要的话，便不顾后果，想尽办法弄到手。&lt;br /&gt;有钱就花，没钱就不花或是向人借贷，是个“船到桥头自然直”的随遇而安型。与其说她挥霍浪费，不如说是对金钱本身根本不感兴趣，不会受它束缚。&lt;br /&gt;因此，对于储蓄等也很不在行，账面上虽然有结余，但马马虎虎过得去而已。&lt;br /&gt;用钱也没有计划，以现金花费，纵使捉襟见肘，也会找晚上的工作来做或是觅得金主，以百折不挠的精神渡过难关。就算自己已经破产，也不会想得太严重，属于不会放在心上的类型。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;恋爱&lt;/i&gt;：恋爱主义之上的天雷勾动地火型&lt;br /&gt;“此刻心里是否小鹿乱撞？”此一单纯的心情为[呜呜]女自身唯一的恋爱准则。此类型的人不会谨慎地判断对方的本性，而是凭外表、感觉，或是对方所散发出的气息就一见钟情。&lt;br /&gt;一旦喜欢上，便不在意自己的情况或是对方的立场，积极投入，爱火愈烧愈旺。借由“凸现自己”、“让对方注意到”、“与其交谈”等，让对方渐渐被自己吸引，几乎所有心仪的对象皆能手到擒来。&lt;br /&gt;一旦被爱神的箭射中，即使是邂逅当天，也会顺着本意，毫不犹豫地献身。并反倒认为，正因为是“中意”的对象，所以没有必要浪费时间。&lt;br /&gt;不过，因为重视“心动的感觉”，恋情一旦变得公式化，很快便感到厌倦，并迫不及待渴望新的恋情。&lt;br /&gt;若是出现新的目标，便会舍弃一切的羁绊，断然投向新人的怀抱， 是个对已逝恋情丝毫不留恋的女丈夫。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;呜呜男&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;性格&lt;/i&gt;：永远乐观的自我陶醉型&lt;br /&gt;[呜呜]型的男人会依循直觉式的意念或印象行事。率直而天真，简直就是表里一致的老实人。那直率的个性，通常会赢得旁人的好感。&lt;br /&gt;由于总是正面思考，即时失败，当事人大多也不觉得那是失败，因此不会闷闷不乐，很快便能转换心情。虽说如果感觉对了，即专心一意的勇往直前，但由于[呜呜]型的男人偶尔会展露左脑的逻辑思考能力，因此为使他的行为有个正当理由，会用理论作为武装。只不过，那结论原本即是由合理的理论导出，灵机一动脱口而出，很容易被人找到破绽，一旦有人冷静的将他戳破，他便会如连珠炮般的说出一对意义不明的话，或是千篇一律的辩词，以图混淆视听。&lt;br /&gt;[呜呜]男的兴趣始终如一，对于喜欢的事物会彻底投入,并不懈怠的钻研,因此往往不知不觉就成为该领域中的第 一人。反过来说，他对于没有兴趣的食物漠不关心，很容易让人一眼就看穿。&lt;br /&gt;正在兴头上时，[呜呜]男是炒热现场的最佳气氛制造者；反之，便像空转的机器，让四周的气氛跌至谷底。即使如此，本人却常常不以为然，是个乐天、幸福的人。周遭朋友如果了解他是这一类型人的话，应该会相处的十分愉快。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;工作&lt;/i&gt;：我行我素的独行侠&lt;br /&gt;专场领域非常突出的才子型人物。一般来说，由于具有所谓的艺术家气质，对于有兴趣的事物便疯狂的一头钻进去。也适合做个碰运气的创业家，拥有昂贵地段的高级大厦并非不可能的事。&lt;br /&gt;此类型的人，如果职务上适才适所，既能发挥强大的领导统率能力。一旦作出决定，便惯成到底，并能迅速作出判断。另一方面，若外界的评价与自己所认为的有所落差，则会显露出一副烦躁的样子，遇到没有乐趣的工作，就像换了个人似的，全无干劲。身旁经常围绕一群拥护他的支持者，也是[呜呜]男的特征之一。为了自己和周遭的人着想，最好避开非要团队合作的工作，及例行性事务。要让事业成功，必须有个像经济人般从旁给予支持的伙伴。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;金钱&lt;/i&gt;：灵活运用金钱的赌徒&lt;br /&gt;由于[呜呜]男运用金钱是受直觉和本能驱使，不擅于一点一滴的储蓄，喜欢用金钱来衡量自己的成就，所以不但赚钱时大手笔地投资，花钱时也很大方，毫不吝惜。这种人不愿作假账、踏踏实实地赚钱，因为嫌麻烦。&lt;br /&gt;遇到大好机会，或是为了想做的事，便不考虑预算，大笔大笔的投入资金。第六感敏锐，若让他发挥所长的话，必能打捞一笔，赌中大奖也非梦事。不过，此类型的人只要走错一步，参与高风险的投资，即会背负庞大债务。无法从失败中汲取教训是[呜呜]男的弱点，但他不以失败为失败，也可以说是拥有强韧的生命力。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;恋爱&lt;/i&gt;：认定了就向前冲的一见钟情型&lt;br /&gt;[呜呜]男与人交往很率直，没有性别的隔阂。由于给人好印象，让人对他没有戒心，因此在聚会中，往往是“红花中唯一的绿叶”。即使在那样的场合也不会不自在，很快就能融入并打成一片。但那绝对不表示他有女人缘，而是因为大家“没有把他当男人看”，只是当事人浑然不觉，反而连番会错意，以为“这女孩莫非对我有意思？”，属于超级乐观型。&lt;br /&gt;自己一见倾心坠入情网的机率很高，心中爱火一旦点燃，便千方百计展开追求攻势。然而，很容易不知不觉就为热恋中的自己沉醉，是否赢得对方的芳心倒在其次。在陷入自我得意之前，反而常会不自觉迷上对方，必须小心。&lt;br /&gt;这类型的人贪求快乐，所以对性的屏障很低，只要彼此有意，很快就会发生关系。比起心意相通，[呜呜]男更热中于玩乐， 享受追求肉体上的快乐。&lt;br /&gt;基本上是个喜新厌旧的人，所以通常会找特殊行业女郎或性玩伴解决性事。假使交往的对象是处女的话，便不会三心二意到处劈腿，由于马上就会认真起来，所以和对方分手的可能性相当高。就算故作冷酷，也会立刻露出马脚，所以最好先做好心理准备。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;呜莎女&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;性格&lt;/i&gt;：为人温婉、有人情味型&lt;br /&gt;[呜莎]型的你，让人感觉温暖、有女人味。不但能察觉对方的心情，还善于思考最佳的应对方式，折中妥协。这么一来，不知不觉中便掌控了对方的情感，让对方随自己起舞。此类型的人不会强出头，而是在背后支持他人。&lt;br /&gt;总是给人沉着稳重、待人处世佳的印象，及“无话不可谈”的安全感，是一旦被人期待、受人请托，便无法拒绝的类型，即使牺牲自我也要关照他人。不过，如此尽心尽力，对方却依然无法了解自己的心意，或是拒人于千里之外的话，对于这种自我中心的人，[呜莎]型的你会毅然决然撒手不管。相反的，若是一听到有人说“辛苦你了”、“谢谢”，心情便立刻好转，进而甘愿为对方鞠躬尽瘁。基本上是个很好的听众，遇到能够看穿自己并予以照顾的人，也很懂得对他依赖。&lt;br /&gt;生性 浪漫，一旦相信一个人就深信不疑，因此若是幻想破灭，或遭人背叛，便大受打击，十分沮丧。是个好奇心旺盛的行动派，任何事都想体验看看，增加见闻。&lt;br /&gt;不过，有了某种程度的理解之后，热情便急速冷却亦司空见惯。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;工作&lt;/i&gt;：巧妙的鸭子划水式领导&lt;br /&gt;[呜莎]女在工作上不会直接站在前头指挥，而是慢慢取得对方的信任，再审不知鬼不觉地一步步完成工作。属于一边审度对方和自己伙伴的心情，一边巧妙地加以引导的类型。尤其在面对自己有兴趣的工作，或想试试身手的企划时，更是懂得如何引导事情的发展。&lt;br /&gt;此外，她灵活的交涉手腕，转眼间便网络了一批可用之材，让众人惊讶连连。&lt;br /&gt;虽然看重工作的成果，但被别人夸奖“你做得很好！”，确实令[呜莎]女最有成就感的事。说她是为了这句话而工作也不为过。因此，与其从事个人单打独斗的工作，或是必须消化责任配额的业务工作，不如团队共同打拼，或是负责服务、接待客人的职务来得适合她。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;金钱&lt;/i&gt;：赚来的钱用来自我投资&lt;br /&gt;爱钱，而且尤其爱赚钱。不过，那并不是为了储蓄，通常是为了实现自己的兴趣或者想尝试的事物。由于好奇心旺盛，常常发现周遭形形色色的事物就想体验看看，一旦钱积少成多手头宽裕之后，便常常梦想着旅行、运动、珠宝、美体护肤……等等，不知道要先尝试哪一样才好。&lt;br /&gt;与其为了将来而忍耐储蓄，[呜莎]女宁愿尽可能地让现在过得充实，所以就算钱花光了也不在乎，“到头来有所成长、快乐的话，就够了！”是她的座右铭。&lt;br /&gt;此类型的人绝非生性浪费，不会打肿脸充胖子借钱消费。倒是会当不住人情压力，只要有人拜托便无法拒绝，很容易就把钱借给别人，因此要特别当心！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;恋爱&lt;/i&gt;：情义、技巧两者并重型&lt;br /&gt;爱情的开端几乎都是一见钟情。凡事以恋爱为优先，为了让对方对自己倾心，会投注全部心力。直到两人交往前，不论是对方的条件、一举一动和状况都会细心地注意，并能冷静地处理。&lt;br /&gt;不过，[呜莎]女一旦陷入热恋，与生俱来的自制力便荡然无存，完全不在乎旁人的目光，全力冲刺爱情。&lt;br /&gt;但另一方面，一谈起恋爱，出乎意外地，其好奇心和兴奋感便会急速下降。尽管如此，她依然能运用来自丰富经验的高超技巧，让对方毫无察觉地享受恋情。&lt;br /&gt;基本上由于为人殷勤，具有全力以赴的本质，在性爱上也会利用自己所懂得的技巧，取悦对方，并了在其中。&lt;br /&gt;而随着时间推移，热情虽渐渐冷却，但对对方的情义和爱护的心理却愈发强烈。&lt;br /&gt;到最后变成母亲般，无法狠心舍弃对方，极可能在 分手时陷入泥淖，难以脱身。&lt;br /&gt;正因为十分了解对方的感情，更容易受到当场气氛的摆布，迷迷糊糊地就被情感束缚，尽管好几次决心分手，却依然拖拖拉拉地交往着。为免对方日后纠缠、骚扰，切忌要妥善分手，与对方成为好朋友。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;呜莎男&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;性格&lt;/i&gt;：重情义的大哥型&lt;br /&gt;[呜莎]型的男人，凡事以印象、直觉作为基准，再加上自己的理解，作为行动准则。不为旁人所左右，确实地按照自己的步调行事。&lt;br /&gt;虽然表面一副冷库，、粗鲁的样子，实则很重感情，一旦信任一个人，便为他赴汤蹈火在所不辞。即使故作老练世故，其实却拥有一颗纯真的心。凡事尽心尽力坚持到底的[呜莎]男，也常常成为同性所依赖、仰慕的大哥。&lt;br /&gt;另一方面，由于对人的好恶仅凭一时的印象，所以有时对人会很严厉，遇到不懂规矩的无礼之徒，便毫不留情地教训他；或是一旦讨厌一个人，就不愿与他来往。此外，常常受到既有印象的束缚，自己无法立即修正，因而让人觉得冥顽不灵。好奇心旺盛，是个爱做梦的浪漫主义者。喜欢尝试各种事物，但因受到左脑的理性抑制，不会莽撞行事，保持万分谨慎的稳健作风。虽然不会一败涂地，但有时候会感到自己魄力不足，陷入进退维谷的窘境。&lt;br /&gt;在饮酒等聚会上，[呜莎]男能迅速掌握现场气氛，很有技巧地带动大家，让场面更加热闹。与人对话也很在行，想必十分受到大家的喜爱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;工作&lt;/i&gt;：行侠仗义的首领人物&lt;br /&gt;工作是生命的全部！以此为座右铭的他，总是怀抱理想，为了得到自己认可的结果而竭尽所能，是个拼命三郎。&lt;br /&gt;会把和自己关系好的对象拉拢到身边，成为当中的领导者，善于灵活运用交际手腕。&lt;br /&gt;有幸遇到值得尊敬的工作伙伴时，便会发挥无穷的潜能。相反地，若是单枪匹马，或与共事的伙伴和不来的话，就会累积很大的压力。对于负责经营和企划的工作得心应手，但似乎不擅长处理遵照指令的例行性事务。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;金钱&lt;/i&gt;：收放自如的随心所欲派&lt;br /&gt;由于同时具有以能力来评断他人的严酷面和情义相挺得温情面，因此常令人感到困惑不解。获得他人认同，是令[呜莎]男最有成就感的事，所以，此类型的人应该不是和成果不易显现的工作吧。&lt;br /&gt;由于基本上有份工作，有收入进账，想要花钱时懂得妥善调配，该花就花，该省则省。&lt;br /&gt;虽说不会冒险投资，但也不喜欢缩衣节食的计划性储蓄，所以开支或许不少。手头宽裕时，便大方请客、马上投资前景看好的股票；阮囊羞涩时，也很懂得自我节制、找人买单。属于就算钱包里只有50元也能过一天的类型。人品不会因为有钱或没钱而改变。&lt;br /&gt;对于金钱的嗅觉很敏锐，所以一旦发现投资理财的机会，便能稳扎稳打地获利。从来不会去赌博。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;恋爱&lt;/i&gt;：凭感觉闯江湖的一飞冲天型&lt;br /&gt;[呜莎]型的男人不考虑地位、条件，处于本能地坠入情网，是个爱情至上主义者。正因为如此，他也强烈地渴望“被人爱”、“受人欢迎”。只不过他一开始会暂时不动声色，先在心里仔细推敲作战计划，因此也有精于算计的一面。&lt;br /&gt;随着对象的不同，他时而故意表现的冷淡，时而给人意外的惊喜，借以凸显自己的存在感。对方如果有反应，便一鼓作气乘胜追击。明明热情澎湃，但绝对不打没有把握的仗，因此恋爱成功的几率可说是很高。&lt;br /&gt;一旦交往，便会为对方付出一切取悦她，或相反地依赖她，爱得很深。因此，对女友的要求也多，只要有些微的龃龉，便表露出压抑已久的猜测、嫉妒，恋情很可能就如反掌般迅速冷却。&lt;br /&gt;只不过，[呜莎]男原本即是没有爱情便活不下去的人，对女友的迷恋也深，因此分手之后想必仍念念不忘吧？尤其是被女友甩得时候，受创更是巨大。&lt;br /&gt;对于性爱，虽然想忠于自己的本能追求肉体的快乐，但相对于性行为本身，他更重视做爱得过程。意思就是说，[呜莎]男称得上是甜言蜜语的高手。专心一意地在床上营造甜蜜淫乱的气氛。&lt;br /&gt;如果结了婚，虽然不求家人间的感情很亲密，但把家庭看作自己的城堡，因此会好好守护着它。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;莎呜女&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;性格&lt;/i&gt;：乐于助人的大姐大&lt;br /&gt;[莎呜]型的女人，同时拥有铁面无情与温情主义的特质。她既能冷静地观察，仔细分析对方的性格或现场气氛，又能体贴对方的心情，给与无微不至的照顾。&lt;br /&gt;她的铁面无情，令人感觉很有男子气概和责任感，因而在同性间扮演“大姐头”或“师傅”的角色，受人爱慕。自然而然地吸引人靠近，形成紧密的人际网，并能彼此保持适当的距离交往。由于很懂得如何引起人的共鸣，即使在饮酒聚会的场合，也可以与众人打成一片，炒热现场的气氛。不过，[莎呜]女即使待人接物亲切和善，仍然时时警醒着权衡情势，随时掌握状况。很多时候无意中就让她占了便宜。&lt;br /&gt;只不过，一旦燃起她的温情主义，一不小心很容易就关照过了头，往往不经意地便多管闲事。由于好打听内幕秘密，因而很在意旁人的言论和面子，时时留意别人对自己的看法。尤其是对自己心意对象的想法和一举一动，更是随时警觉，并迅速调整自己配合对方，努力想要赢得对方的赞赏和好印象，但也因为这样而迷失了自我。由于考虑穿着打扮要能够立即付各种状况，因此旅行时总是带过多的行李。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;工作&lt;/i&gt;：做事有诀窍的统筹者&lt;br /&gt;[莎呜]女能确实掌握事情的关键，让业务顺利推展。她的人际沟通能力一级棒，很会带动气氛、附和别人，属于多管闲事型的人。善于沉着冷静地洞烛先机，让工作进行得很有效率。&lt;br /&gt;在会议上，当讨论偏离议题时，她能够技巧圆润地将讨论导回正规。适合从事制作女性商品、信息科技公司的董事长秘书等职位。&lt;br /&gt;只要是心意对象的请托，即使不合理也无法拒绝，因此可能会工作过度，搞坏身体。并常常因为深得部署或上司的信任，而被过度依赖，工作量大增，渐渐无法理清自己工作的目的和责任，陷入两难的局面。虽然偶尔会发生不像自己会犯的失误，但因为个性讨人喜欢，大多会得到别人的原谅。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;金钱&lt;/i&gt;：拥有财富既是幸福&lt;br /&gt;“有钱的地方就有幸福”是[莎呜]女的座右铭。很爱钱，平日总思考着要如何增加财富。由于以金额这样严肃的数字为衡量基础，也连带会影响到她购物的心情，所以只要有钱就感到无比幸福，反过来说，囊中羞涩时，连心情也会荡到谷底。心情好坏经常与财富多寡成正比。&lt;br /&gt;由于贪求“俗又大碗”，因此积极寻觅便宜的商品或是B级的美食飨宴。&lt;br /&gt;非常喜欢别人请客，自己则一毛不拔，禀性中带着吝啬的潜质，相当精明能干。属于积少成多的储蓄型人物。由于渴望财富增加，所以也会积极从事股票买卖等理财投资。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;恋爱&lt;/i&gt;：重点攻击的专家&lt;br /&gt;[莎呜]型的女人兼具男性的冷静判断和女性的温柔体贴，处处关照别人，因此大多很有男人缘。不过，也因为这样，对任何人都和颜悦色，给人八面玲珑的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;她能够瞬间判断出对方是恋爱、结婚或是交朋友的对象，妥善掌控自己的情感。其中，对于被划归为恋爱对象的目标，会不吝投注心力与热情。&lt;br /&gt;一旦锁定目标，便使尽各种花招将对方弄到手了。依赖、被依赖、利用女色，或对他不理不睬，在掌握恋爱的窍门之外，更一进一退地操弄感情，看着自己逐渐占领对方的心。想必恋爱的成功率相当高吧？&lt;br /&gt;在性爱方面，会尽可能满足对方的需求。即使是变态的行为，也宽容以对。但同时也会精打细算，追求自我的快乐，因此能否体验到绝妙的性生活，全凭交往的对象如何。&lt;br /&gt;不过，[莎呜]女会擅自在恋爱和热情、结婚和经济之间画上等号，并被此过度局限，因而往往无法畅快地谈一场恋爱。生性严谨，却在心里幻想着如烈火般燃烧的热情，然后自个儿一头热，有时会让对方却步，必须注意。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;莎呜男&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;性格&lt;/i&gt;：冷静又灵活的智囊型&lt;br /&gt;[莎呜]型的男人能够客观且正确地掌握情势，得出合理的结论，并将此结论转换成可以打动人心的说法或做法，诉诸人。凡事喜欢探求隐藏在背后的真意，再加以分析，不但能看透对方的状况，还能用言语巧妙诱导对方，是个沟通技巧高超的人士。常被人征询意见，并冷静地找出稳当、容易理解的解决方法，因而受人尊敬。&lt;br /&gt;总是与人保持适当的距离，维持君子之交。待人接物虽然和善，但那距离感有时也会让人感觉冷冰冰的。不喜欢与人有所争执，一旦同伴之间发生口角，[莎呜]男很懂得如何让双方不失颜面又圆满地平息纷争。只不过，容易配合对方的心情和步调，使得[莎呜]男经常成为善于妥协、八面玲珑的人，对于坚持自己的意见或真正的想法很不在行。&lt;br /&gt;为了实现自己的兴趣或目的，[莎呜]男心甘情愿勤恳地下功夫，由于具有研究热忱，知识广博，给人很聪明的印象。一旦做得顺手，便以其魅力开始向旁人推销。另一方面，由于讲求效率、不做无谓的努力，若是感觉勉强很快就放弃，意图走一条安全、没有困难的路来解决事情。对此，想必也有人会觉得不满意吧？喜欢看情报信息类的杂志，容易把流行信息当做知识来吸收，因而每每少了最重要的品味，而显得偏离原意。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;工作&lt;/i&gt;：担任军师、参谋的关键人物&lt;br /&gt;[莎呜]男不喜欢亲自站上前线，而是属于担任军师、参谋的要角，以掌握实权的类型。根据确实的情势分析，思考出其不意的作战计划。对[莎呜]男来说，工作的成果倒在其次，他最喜欢的是整个过程，及企划思考。&lt;br /&gt;他能随心所欲地发挥上下、左右高度的调整能力，享受讨价还价、沟通协调的乐趣，因此适合在团队合作中负责企划的工作。&lt;br /&gt;由于原本就不是个工作狂，所以总是冷冷地面对业务上的事情。只有对自己感兴趣的工作才会跃跃欲试，投注热情、努力钻研，不过一旦要冒险，随即意兴阑珊，当成例行公事。属于做事很有效率，一旦投入便忘我的类型。他的果断，无人能出其右。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;金钱&lt;/i&gt;：力求安定的筹划高手&lt;br /&gt;在金钱上，[莎呜]男希望能经常保有余裕，以便灵活运用。反过来说，金钱即是他行动力的源泉，钱的多少，决定了[莎呜]男的行动范围和心情。&lt;br /&gt;消费购物属于谨慎型，但所花的金额，并不取决于物品的价值，而是与自己的兴趣多寡成正比。&lt;br /&gt;时时谨记要为“万一”做准备，因此未雨绸缪，甚至考虑到意外的开销、暂时没有收入、赡养费等久远之后的未来，而经常保持某种程度的储蓄。就算没有储蓄，也会千方百计地筹钱。虽然他不属于节省型，但也不喜欢人家挥霍无度。&lt;br /&gt;由于对钱具有敏锐的嗅觉，会灵活运动、以讨价还价来增加财富。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;恋爱&lt;/i&gt;：重视可能性的现实恋爱注意者&lt;br /&gt;对[莎呜]型的男人来说，自己是否喜欢对方倒在其次，优先考虑的反而是“跟她是否有可能谈恋爱？”、“她对我有意思吗？”等等。&lt;br /&gt;他会先考虑自己与对方的条件、情况等所有客观情形后，再决定谈恋爱的对象。就算是绝世美女，对于不可能谈成恋爱的女性，他则不抱任何兴趣。&lt;br /&gt;待人处世佳，谈话技巧高，不会冷嘲热讽，所以人缘不错。但由于只对与自己背景、条件相合的女性展开追求，很可能因此错过大好机会。纵使被认为是高不可攀的女性接近他，但因认定她并非恋爱对象，便轻率以对，常常让身边的人惊讶不解。&lt;br /&gt;相反的，只要是符合自己设定标准的女性，他便大胆追求，依据交往的对象随机应变、花言巧语一番，因此成功率似乎很高。即使失败，反正[莎呜]男原本就是灵活、不呆板的人，也能马上转换对象。&lt;br /&gt;在性爱方面也会因应交往对象的不同，在床上透过各种方法摸索出对方是属于何种类型，并满足她的需求。虽然善于满足别人，但自己却不够尽兴，对吧？&lt;br /&gt;基本上性格柔弱，不好与人相争，喜欢平淡、稳定的交往方式。适合保持适当距离、冷静的爱情长跑。从这个意义上来看，结婚对象即是最速配的对象。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;莎莎女&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;性格&lt;/i&gt;：成熟干练的领导者&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;接受和传递讯息皆由左脑执行、属于[莎莎]型的你，是女人中最有男人气概的类型。凡事都能条理分明地说出一篇大道理，让对手哑口无言。见到你迅速打败对手的英姿，周围的人甚至会肃然起敬。另一方面，身为女性的你绝不宽贷，更加深别人的敬畏心，还称呼你为“钢铁之女”……&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;自尊心强，正义感也比常人多一倍，再加上辩才无碍、所向无敌，所以一旦成为自己的人，即是最值得依赖的对象；而若成为敌人，则是最棘手的类型。为人一本正经，又不会讨人欢心，偶尔还有点神经质，对人又冷淡，很容易让初次见面的人感觉“难以相处”。不过，[莎莎]女也有处世灵活的一面，若是考虑立场，认为展现女性本色较有利时，就会一百八十度大转变、判若两人，表现出一幅惹人怜爱的样子。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;虽然明白在饮酒聚会上得大而化之，别太拘泥小节，但不会与人持续太久没有内容的谈话。由于讨厌冗长乏味的交谈，有时也会惹不住大发议论起来。虽然是女性，但却善于说教和发表议论，并对听不懂自己谈话内容的人很冷淡。凡事追求完美，服装也讲究质量。由于此类型的人容易累积压力，让心情放松这件事也很重要。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;工作&lt;/i&gt;：架势十足的女丈夫&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;此类型的人架势十足，深受他人信赖；。总是积极向要得出正确的结论。因为充满干劲和毅力，而成为部门里举足轻重的要角，也是支撑公司的梁柱。具有对于无法认同的事，会诚心诚意地与对方沟通，确实得出结论的男子气概。由于是个完美主义者，办公桌上总是整理的井井有条，连茶水间里的专署茶杯中都不留意丝茶垢。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;正因如此，她很在意别人的缺点，常常忍不住提醒对方。一旦与自己意见相左，便故作冷静地写封措辞严厉的信诘难对方，小心做得太过分！在工作上，很重视自我满意度。“影印纸的采购比上个月便宜了10元！”这类没有人会注意的小事，却会让她大感兴奋。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;金钱&lt;/i&gt;：节约皇后&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;在金钱方面，[莎莎]女作风稳健，总是按照计划用钱。每个月的支出和收入经常记在脑子里。一旦决定要存钱，便每个月一点一滴地存，就像例行公事一样，很可能不知不觉就存到了上千万元也说不定。只要没有超乎寻常的开销，存款肯定会持续增加。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;她时时不忘捡便宜。例如在钱包里藏有各式各样的折价券，只在每周的特卖日才会大采购等等。不过那绝不表示她很小气，只是讨厌无谓的花费。想着如何减少浪费，会让她有种幸福感。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;对于抑制很想要得东西会再三考虑，即使是下定决心要买的时候，还会找个“奖励自己”之类的理由，不然便买不下手。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;恋爱&lt;/i&gt;：满脑子胡思乱想的女王陛下&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;[莎莎]女凡事总是想太多，以至于裹足不前。明明还没开始交往，脑袋里便满是一堆妄想。比如说，不过是一起吃顿饭，便幻想着蜜月旅行的地点、要生几个孩子之类的事。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;要展开追求之前，会向共同的朋友打探对方的身家背景，从外围进攻，写信还会打好几次草稿，对于模拟恋爱战略丝毫不敢大意。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;但往往做着做着就累了，意兴阑珊，爱火熄灭。虽然事前做了诸多准备，但出乎意外地，有时为了一点小事她也会立刻放弃。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;对于自己主动向对方表白抱持十分谨慎的态度，反而使得她无法招架别人直接的追求。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;就算是跟自己喜欢的类型完全相反，也会不知不觉便接受对方。有时最后竟然还会确信“此人即是我的真命天子”。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;乍看之下似乎守身如玉，对性事却出乎意料地毫不防备，就算是一夜情，事后也不会留下纠纷，从某种意义上来说，她把欲望当做是在尽义务。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;不过，一旦密切交往后，对享乐的要求就会变多，渐渐露出虐待狂的本性。若是找到最佳伴侣，便会死心塌地爱着那个人，反过来说，就是死缠着不放。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;莎莎男&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;性格&lt;/i&gt;：附有数字化装置的正义之士&lt;br /&gt;对于接受和传递讯息皆由左脑执行的[莎莎]男来说，判断事情的基准就是“正不正确”。&lt;br /&gt;凡事都从正面着手研究，热中于数据、讯息的收集和分析，会因自己不知道的情报缺失而有弄错的疑虑，如此稳扎稳打的你，想必也赢得许多人的信赖吧？朋友们还视你为“博学先生”，非常器重你。&lt;br /&gt;做事讲究“步骤”。由于比任何人都害怕承担风险，属于一个个解决问题、采取按部就班的类型。如果中途被全盘推翻的话，会有很大的压力。脑袋里总是条理分明的你，喜欢有逻辑性的对话，觉得谈话概括、笼统，或用字遣词模棱两可的人很随便，不想成为那样的人。此外，与其好几个人一起杂谈，你宁可一对一地慢慢深谈。由于不善于体察人的情感和意图，所以会犯本质性的错误，或是太过正经而与人结怨，也会给人不知变通的感觉。&lt;br /&gt;在饮酒聚会上，只有你一个人跟众人的步调不同，常常无法融入现场气氛中。理想高，追求完美，但由于标准只根据自己的经验和所知来设定，所以周遭的人不但感觉不出你的品味，甚至会觉得你自命不凡。太过强调自己的主张的话，会被人看做是偏执狂。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;工作&lt;/i&gt;：深的信赖的工匠气质&lt;br /&gt;[莎莎]男做事讲求确实、可靠，循序渐进。面对被交付的课题，会从各个方面寻求解答，通常会选择最安全又正确的方法让事情继续推进。有毅力、搜集信息和勤学不怠的态度，想必深得周遭朋友的信赖。程序设计师、事务性工作等，在组织中负责制造、销售等部门内一个人埋头苦干的工作，压力较少，可以说比较适合[莎莎]男。&lt;br /&gt;有时候虽然会固执己见，滔滔不绝地说出一堆道理和知识，而使得他人感到茫然、不知如何是好，但是如果有个处世灵活的上司，就会很有技巧地予以规诫，让他平稳地发挥所长。不适合需要市场转换主意或有个人特色技艺的工作。而必须有服务精神和耐性等接待顾客的行业，劝你最好死了这条心吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;金钱&lt;/i&gt;：重视说明书的实事求是派&lt;br /&gt;基本上，[莎莎]男是不会拿钱来冒险、稳健踏实的人。由于对获得暴利之类的事不感兴趣，属于顺其自然积累财富的类型。&lt;br /&gt;买便宜货是因为“没什么讲究的”；奢侈的时候则说因为“质量好”、“喜欢收藏”等，总是会赋予金钱一个意义，自己先在心里仔细考虑之后再消费。有所坚持时，会透过网络或型号，详细研究产品说明说、消费评价等，或是仔细询问店员；购买之后，再将这些知识告诉周遭朋友。也因为这样，一旦热衷于某种嗜好、收藏或风俗等的时候，很可能就大笔大笔地砸下金钱。看似冷静，又似乎容易受巧妙设计的骗术所吸引上当。不合常理的借贷，少碰为妙！此类型的人，不适合赌博。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;恋爱&lt;/i&gt;：在理想与现实的夹缝中求生存&lt;br /&gt;由于是生性一丝不苟的凡人，会循序渐进地与对方交往。一边参考恋爱指南，还一边认真地研究约会路线或是求爱的方法等。也可以说是个诚恳又可爱的男人吧？与他交往或许少有因紧张感而全身发烫、发抖的体验，但却平凡而安定。&lt;br /&gt;基本上因为个性晚熟，必须花点时间才引燃他的热情。不过，就算是单相思，就算感受不到对方的热情，[莎莎]男也不会用情不专。一旦喜欢上一个人，就不会移情别恋，从一而终。&lt;br /&gt;另一方面，完美主义的[莎莎]男，会在心里描绘出一幅理想女性的图像。老是猜不透女人心被耍得团团转的他，若是无法按照自己所想的与对方交往，便感觉压力愈来愈大。而渐渐觉得这种自己无法掌握、活生生的女人很麻烦，也可能不知不觉地就沉迷于“虚拟的女性”……由于是个固执己见的人，应该比较适合顺从的女人吧。&lt;br /&gt;对于性，欲望强烈，很重视如何增加快感的方法。顺利的话，就自信满满；若是对方无法配合，大多就借由喜欢的影像或图片自己解决。&lt;br /&gt;作为结婚对象，[莎莎]男可以说是实在、让人放心的伴侣。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-951568551676477757?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/951568551676477757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=951568551676477757' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/951568551676477757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/951568551676477757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='我是莎莎女-准哦！'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S3TNQwicocI/AAAAAAAABQE/7z5BS6NdFiM/s72-c/ATT00002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-5726521709027016170</id><published>2010-02-06T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T21:08:13.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday and End-day</title><content type='html'>PS: Today is not my birthday (if it is, I would have wished myself here in the blog XD ) and today is also not my end-day (else you wouldn't want to read my blog, LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard a few people coming up with surprises for birthday boys and birthday girls, and oh well, kinda makes me think. Cause I never got one (probably never will? LOL) and well, kinda jealous (hehe)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, sorta made myself a list of what I won't want happening on either of the days. I think it'd be funny. LOL (if ya don't understand end-day, say, call it last-day? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Birthday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nobody even knows it's your birthday&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;nbsp; It's probably you never told or maybe you faked your IC?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Nobody remembers your birthday&lt;br /&gt;- Let's see... Oh well, no explanation needed, just make a list of those you have told and prank them for not remembering. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Organizing your own party with almost no turn up.&lt;br /&gt;-&amp;nbsp; Har? Is it even possible? Oh well... Guess your mum and dad will just have to save the food and you will be having the same breakfast, lunch and dinner for a few days, depending on how much and how fast you can finish them to get a new set of meal. ^^ Smash your own head into the cake for some fun though.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your friend has the same birthday as you, and you are forgotten&lt;br /&gt;- Ouch! That must hurt.. Well, go get rope and some chlorofoam and kidnap some people to celebrate with you. Well, the only turn off is you have to work really hard to avoid being jailed up, and dig out money to prepare your own cake. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. It's a weekend with no plans and nobody planned&lt;br /&gt;- Super long day... Remember to download some games that can keep you playing for like ages and ages.. ^^ Else, go rent some super long series with at least 100 series, that will keep you busy... ^^ Else, sleep eat sleep eat sleep eat sleep eat... ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;End-Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nobody turns up for the F-service&lt;br /&gt;- Maybe your parents didn't inform. They just wanna silently bury you in. Aihz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. People turn up laughing&lt;br /&gt;- Haiyor... even if you don't wanna cry, don't la laugh... Aren't you afraid I will suddenly pop back up alive cause I just couldn't take it? (hold a sec.. Thinking about it, not such a bad idea after all... ^^ nobody gets to be alive twice in a lifetime... LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol...Just for a laugh...^^ But anyways, just glad that this year I still have plans to go watch Super Junior's concert in Malaysia. Thanks to my bf who queued for 2 hours to get me the tickets. Thanks darling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, guess I will just have to be contented with growing one year older, which I guess will be the only gift I will be getting forever and for me to celebrate and be thankful for in my heart. It's all me for what I am today and what I am to others in my days. I know who I am anyways. Can't say anything much.. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-5726521709027016170?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/5726521709027016170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=5726521709027016170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/5726521709027016170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/5726521709027016170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2010/02/birthday-and-end-day.html' title='Birthday and End-day'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-6041326047131077732</id><published>2010-02-06T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T21:07:34.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words and laughter</title><content type='html'>Not much anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words and laughter are not coming round much anymore. I used to laugh a lot, and have a lot to say, but honestly, I don't have much of that. Maybe too tired and over-inflicted by pain along the way that kinda stumbled me all the way and like each time we fall, something gets left behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I don't mind joking and cracking up online, but in real life, don't think I can do much of that anymore. My turn to sit and stare and be envious that people are able to crack up themselves and everybody else. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me this time to stop laughing and talking, just a little too tired. I just want to be silent. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-6041326047131077732?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/6041326047131077732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=6041326047131077732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/6041326047131077732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/6041326047131077732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2010/02/words-and-laughter.html' title='Words and laughter'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-8532371737234823095</id><published>2010-01-16T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T23:30:37.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pictures to View&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Banting &amp;gt; Morib &amp;gt; Tanjung Sepat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S1HXioQQr6I/AAAAAAAABPM/nMVv-hr__z8/s320/crabs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crabs everywhere.. Crawly crawl crawl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;'Alright crabbies.. Give away... Coming through...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S1HXhyyPVEI/AAAAAAAABPE/996kzxfkkDM/s1600-h/crab+big.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S1HXhyyPVEI/AAAAAAAABPE/996kzxfkkDM/s320/crab+big.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Looks big, but actually small... ^^ Dont' be deceived...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S1HXoo1tUzI/AAAAAAAABPs/Qyi7pae53gc/s1600-h/sea+creature.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S1HXoo1tUzI/AAAAAAAABPs/Qyi7pae53gc/s320/sea+creature.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Put a few together in the water.. Making friends.. Speed dating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S1HXhS563UI/AAAAAAAABO8/j8MyD5hB_8w/s1600-h/crab.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S1HXhS563UI/AAAAAAAABO8/j8MyD5hB_8w/s320/crab.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hold them in your hands... Will they snap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S1HXgvSqmJI/AAAAAAAABO0/ZQvkXoP6HHY/s1600-h/alien.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S1HXgvSqmJI/AAAAAAAABO0/ZQvkXoP6HHY/s320/alien.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Spot an alien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S1HXdkD4OwI/AAAAAAAABOM/-8HJ4bnu5iQ/s1600-h/16944_252033200063_544955063_3678377_5072836_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S1HXdkD4OwI/AAAAAAAABOM/-8HJ4bnu5iQ/s320/16944_252033200063_544955063_3678377_5072836_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;O... Light me UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S1HXeITP4bI/AAAAAAAABOU/FoAw86rSFZc/s1600-h/16944_252033225063_544955063_3678380_5731561_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S1HXeITP4bI/AAAAAAAABOU/FoAw86rSFZc/s320/16944_252033225063_544955063_3678380_5731561_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lover's Bridge....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S1HXgOR_EMI/AAAAAAAABOs/48q4G2zrIsY/s1600-h/16944_252033245063_544955063_3678384_6133403_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S1HXgOR_EMI/AAAAAAAABOs/48q4G2zrIsY/s320/16944_252033245063_544955063_3678384_6133403_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lover's Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S1HXfYoq_3I/AAAAAAAABOk/m0zEusNrjm4/s1600/16944_252033240063_544955063_3678383_7973669_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S1HXfYoq_3I/AAAAAAAABOk/m0zEusNrjm4/s320/16944_252033240063_544955063_3678383_7973669_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lover's bridge... The tide is still low..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S1HXe2Oa-UI/AAAAAAAABOc/PXDGAcr1BIE/s1600/16944_252033230063_544955063_3678381_5994420_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S1HXe2Oa-UI/AAAAAAAABOc/PXDGAcr1BIE/s320/16944_252033230063_544955063_3678381_5994420_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Keep going straight... Don't even dare make a turning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S1HXpfJzBkI/AAAAAAAABP0/USxHg8PICps/s1600/sunset.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S1HXnmpDyaI/AAAAAAAABPk/MnEjod-GP6o/s320/restaurant+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;At the restaurant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S1HXpfJzBkI/AAAAAAAABP0/USxHg8PICps/s1600/sunset.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S1HXpfJzBkI/AAAAAAAABP0/USxHg8PICps/s320/sunset.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When the sun is setting.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S1HXcxwFPRI/AAAAAAAABOE/IL3xfJjEe_I/s1600-h/4+gila.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S1HXcxwFPRI/AAAAAAAABOE/IL3xfJjEe_I/s320/4+gila.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4 crazy people decides to just sit and stare... ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Compliments to Ken and his camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-8532371737234823095?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/8532371737234823095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=8532371737234823095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8532371737234823095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8532371737234823095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2010/01/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/S1HXioQQr6I/AAAAAAAABPM/nMVv-hr__z8/s72-c/crabs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-7736415566085561944</id><published>2010-01-16T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T23:10:02.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>It's been a really long time since I last updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, many things have happened, both good and bad, but the hols are about to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hol has been a hol different from many other hols I had. Firstly is because I had a little more rest compared to all the previous hols I have had, and that throughout this hol, I had somebody else to spend time with and relax with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get out and have more fun this time compared to the previous times, but of course during my hols, I still had things to handle and do. Oh well.. Let's not talk about all the unhappy things, let's get to the good things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (Kelvin, Louise, Ken and I) went to Banting for a one day trip. Were thinking of going to the beach, and at the same time, pull somebody (Mr Ng) who has been in the house for too long out for some fresh beach air.&amp;nbsp; ^^ We went to Morib beach and had some fun in the tidal flats. Little crabs were crawling everywhere, and there were several tiny sea creatures tat were all around. But there was definitely one thing that doesn't belong to the sea but yet we saw it- grapes. Oh ya.. You read correctly. Grapes. Imagine finding a bunch of green grapes in the middle of the sea when the tide is low. It's like ' Oh wow... magnificent... I wonder how it dropped there'. But anyways, it was funny to see the grapes lying there. Pretty lonely also. But well.. I guess it will enjoy swimming in the sea when the tide comes again. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Tanjung Sepat for lover's bridge. Well, though it wasn't a grand huge bridge with beautiful railings, but it definitely had it's own beauty to it. It was lovely in the sense that though old it was, it allows you to view the sea stretched out into the horizon, and it was heartwarming to walk the bridge when the sun sets with somebody you love. It was indeed a lovely sight, all the more I imagine it when the sky is painted red orange by the sunset and the breeze of the sea gently blowing and carassing your face. That was my first trip there on that bridge, with somebody I love definitely. We then had our dinner and went off. I believe we had a great one day trip tat day. At least just for spending time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to Genting for a 2 days 1 night trip. (Sally and Kheng Hooi, Ken and I) Well, we went there just to relax I guess. We did not play any games or anything, but we went and took buffet at Resort Hotel. Oh well.. Let's say that the guys were rushing for the food, and the girls sat around and slowly enjoy the food. ^^ Better be careful not too stuff yourself too much until you get too bloated to even walk. ^^ I guess the boys learnt their lesson, or not? Lol.. As long as they had fun, then it's good. Then we went to take a walk around, thought of catching a movie, but then there were not much movies screening there, so we just cancelled the plan. Took a nice long walk around, and headed back to our rooms and rested for the day. But I guess, just for the sake of relaxing and spending time with friends and your lover is already a nice thing. I do not ask for much. ^^ But we did stuff ourselves again the next day with a heavy brunch. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One extra fun which was really minor was scraping my own ice to eat. Lol... Setapak campus is selling ice for fund raising, and well, I think they forgot to turn off the electricity for the refrigerator, and the ice became like a block of stone, and to eat it, you just have to scrape with all ur energy to get a full cup. Customers that day got the privilege of scraping for their own ice, and well, I did. Haha.. Just that Ken and I could have our mango ice, I scraped with all my energy to get one cup full. Lol.. though something simple, but I think it was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... Too much crap. Haha.. Uni ball night coming soon, and we have so much to prepare, and semester is starting so soon, with so many things in hand, I need to get focused and know my priorities. Besides, I have somebody extra to think about also now. ^^ Lesser vacant time. Well.. Haha... Hopefully I will be enjoying my next semester.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-7736415566085561944?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/7736415566085561944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=7736415566085561944' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/7736415566085561944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/7736415566085561944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2010/01/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-2029613965564170815</id><published>2009-12-25T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T22:56:40.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Christmas Together</title><content type='html'>24th December 2009.&lt;br /&gt;It was our first Christmas together.&lt;br /&gt;I did not know what to expect because I have never spent Christmas this way before.&lt;br /&gt;But our celebration together was fun and at the same time romantic. &lt;br /&gt;We spent Christmas together at 2 places, 1U and also The Curve.&lt;br /&gt;We thought of watching movie at 1U, however because of delays in the parking, we kinda missed the slot for movie in 1U. Haha... But we managed to catch the 'Avatar' at The Curve during the last minute. But we managed to take a nice walk around the mall, and bought ourselves one shirt each. Not couple shirts though. ^ ^ The decorations for Christmas in 1U was pretty, and it was almost fairytale. I really enjoyed the pretty decorations. We took something light at Otak-otak Place before walking around the for a little more and leaving for The Curve for our Christmas dinner. The shop was special because it actually has a lot of memorable elements such as game cards and also decorations which we can relate back to our young times. I enjoyed spending the time with him walking and looking around and eating simple things. However, it kinda hurts me that he was not really feeling well and his legs were hurting, and yet he spent Christmas with me and gave me a very happy time on Christmas Eve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 1U, we went to The Curve after that for our Christmas dinner. We went to 'The Apartment' for dinner where Ken made a reservation there for both of us. The atmosphere there was really nice, though it was quite crowded. People were filling up The Street and the Christmas feel was really nice there. We sat outdoors, thus we were able to feel the Christmas feel outside. We sat facing one another with the candle light in between. We had Turkey creaser salad with crispy polenta for our appetizer, Chicken cordon blue with Christmas stuffing for our main dish and Sponge fingers with espresso tiramisu and strawberries for our dessert. Sharing one set of dinner together with him, somehow I feel it was really nice. The portion was big also, and we were thankful for not ordering 2 sets, else we would not be able to finish. Eating with candlelight, and the Christmas lights and Christmas songs around us, I felt that it was really magical, though it was slightly noisy. ^^ We went for a movie after that, and since it was a last minute plan, we left both our jackets in the car, and lo and behold, we were both cold in the cinema. Haha.. Ken gave me his bag to help keep me warm, but his hands ended up cold. The only thing I could do then was to keep his hands warm for him within my palms. How I wished that helped. Haha... By the time the movie ended, it was time for the countdown. We decided to not go down because the people were frantically spraying snow sprays and I kinda do not want to become a huge ball of foam walking around. Haha.. So we watched from above and waited for Christmas to come. When it finally came, we wished one another Merry Christmas and I don't even know how to describe how I felt then. But I felt warm in my heart that we waited for Christmas to come for the first time together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to our car after that, and to my surprise, he prepared me a Christmas present. It was a cute little pouch bag with a santa clause on it, and there was a small box of chocolates and also a bottle of 相思豆 which he picked one by one and collected them inside the bottle. I was really touched, and at the same time guilty, because I did not prepare him anything. And he gave me a rose, the first rose in my whole life, to me in the morning. I was already thrilled to receive the rose, though I know I did not really show, but when I got the present, I was about to burst into tears. He was so thoughtful and romantic, and all these while I did not expect and did not ask for one, because I was already happy enough that he took good care of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the best Christmas ever spent. And I am glad that he also spent Christmas lunch with me and my family and they went along well, and my parents were ok with him. Buffet was good I guess, since everybody was busy running about for food. ^^ Nice eating session. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, I am just happy and blessed to have him with me this time. I hope we can spend the next Christmas together again. The warmth of the season is still in my heart, and I hope that this warmth will stay even through the rest of the year and the new year to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Merry Christmas to all... May life be filled with joy and glad tidings, and may love fill every corner of your homes and heart * &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-2029613965564170815?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/2029613965564170815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=2029613965564170815' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/2029613965564170815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/2029613965564170815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-christmas-together.html' title='First Christmas Together'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-8199276542032024379</id><published>2009-12-20T21:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T09:24:26.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>快樂與不快樂</title><content type='html'>假期了，多了很多時間，多了很多想事情的時間。&lt;br /&gt;回想整個學期，發生了很多事情。&lt;br /&gt;有快樂的，也有不快樂的。 &lt;br /&gt;不快樂的事情，到今天，都還是那個樣子。&lt;br /&gt;沒有變得更好，反而可能變得更糟。&lt;br /&gt;這些事情，到今天，都讓我覺得很難受。&lt;br /&gt;充滿了失望，背叛。&lt;br /&gt;但是答應了自己，要忘了它。&lt;br /&gt;我不想爲了這些事情而被困擾。&lt;br /&gt;忘了，不管了，可能會更開心一些。&lt;br /&gt;快樂的事情，現在因爲它，也更幸福，更快樂。&lt;br /&gt;找到了能夠愛自己的人，而自己也能愛的人，我已經很幸福了。&lt;br /&gt;在不快樂的時候，回想起和他快樂的時光，嘴角就會浮現微微的笑容。&lt;br /&gt;希望能夠永遠擁有這快樂，這幸福， 與他分享快樂與悲傷的事情。&lt;br /&gt;我們能否永遠，還是個問號。&lt;br /&gt;但是，無論如何，我會好好珍惜在一起的時間，&lt;br /&gt;克服所有能克服的，&lt;br /&gt;不放棄無法克服的，&lt;br /&gt;選擇堅強地面對，&lt;br /&gt;選擇為他犧牲付出。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;家裏裝修著，&lt;br /&gt;就快擁有一閒更美麗的房間，&lt;br /&gt;新的家具，&lt;br /&gt;擁有更好的讀書環境。&lt;br /&gt;雖然現在真的被裝修的過程吵得有些人受不了，&lt;br /&gt;但還真的好期待自己的房間會是怎樣的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;現在的我，&lt;br /&gt;只希望自己能夠一直開心，&lt;br /&gt;希望自己能好好休息，&lt;br /&gt;好好調整自己的身體，&lt;br /&gt;不想一直地那麽累，&lt;br /&gt;想要好好享受一下生活。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;快樂與不快樂&lt;br /&gt;無論如何&lt;br /&gt;都是一種經驗&lt;br /&gt;但是&lt;br /&gt;希望&lt;br /&gt;快樂能夠比不快樂多&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-8199276542032024379?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/8199276542032024379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=8199276542032024379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8199276542032024379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8199276542032024379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='快樂與不快樂'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-5570848565620731353</id><published>2009-12-17T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T09:30:02.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP</title><content type='html'>RIP - Renovation In Progress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is seriously about to make me RIP as in rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning 'zzeeennggg.... zzzeeennnggg... zzzeeeenngggg....' and 'dop! dop! dop!', wow.... Though it is renovation for my own house, I still cannot take it. 9am in the morning, with no warning, the drilling starts and it serves as an early alarm clock for me, Pretty unfortunately, I am on a holiday, so this alarm clock's functions are not excatly helpful... T T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, hopefully they can end before Christmas, else I would be celebrating Christmas as a disorientated panda bear. We've gotten new tiles for the rooms, getting a new cupboard and new shelf for my room, getting new showers for the bathroom, and new tiles for the bathroom too.. So many new things.. And it's time for me to get some new clothes and maybe a pair of new shoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well..... Here's comes the drilling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'ZZZEEEEENNNNGGGG!!!!!!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-5570848565620731353?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/5570848565620731353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=5570848565620731353' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/5570848565620731353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/5570848565620731353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/12/rip.html' title='RIP'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-2266725697238310097</id><published>2009-12-12T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T19:51:15.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome, Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;The hols are back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Time seems to be passing by faster than imagined, another year is about to come to an end, and another semester is over yet again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;This holiday, I believe everybody are hoping for a good rest and break from everything. Furthermore, it is a Christmas holiday, who wouldn't want to throw everything behind and spend a good time shopping and enjoying the lovely moments and atmosphere of a beautiful Christmas season?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;I wish for the same things too. I really hope that this time round, I really get to rest. After a whole year, at least, for this time, I want to get a good rest and really sit down and clear my mind from everything. However, I know it is almost impossible to do so. No matter how, I just want to enjoy Christmas season with my family and him. I do not want to run the same routine of having to worry about so many things, because it is time for me to get some rest. I have miles and miles before me, and I want to be refreshed and rejuvenated before I continue running.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;The house is about to undergo renovation. Toilet is going to have new 'clothes' and new 'accessories', and my room will also have new 'clothes' and new 'accessories'. ^^ Going to be a big mess starting from next week. Have to move everything out of the room and move everything back in again after that. Wow... Such a hassle, but looking forward to have a new look for the bathroom and also the room. ^^&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Christmas day is going to be interesting I guess. ^^ Somebody's gonna join the family for lunch, buffet... ^^ I wonder what is going to happen, but definitely will look forward to it. ^^ Hopefully mummy and daddy won't scare this person away, because they are very prone to do so when they are over nervous. Especially mummy. ^^ Hehe... I will be hoping for the best.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Oh well.. ^^ Don't know what else to say for now. Barbie Doll just hopes for a better life and happy endings all the time. ^^ For now, I found one. There will be more happy endings to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Hopefully exams also happy endings... &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; Let's not worry about that first eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Happy Holidays! and a Merry Christmas!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-2266725697238310097?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/2266725697238310097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=2266725697238310097' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/2266725697238310097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/2266725697238310097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/12/welcome-holiday.html' title='Welcome, Holiday'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-7676287401262850383</id><published>2009-12-07T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T01:53:24.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a thought... Just a thought... Just a thought... Just a thought...</title><content type='html'>Disclaimer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a thought, with no other meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I repeat again. This is just a thought, with no other meaning. Just a thought, with no other meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a thought, with no other meaning.&amp;nbsp; Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, people are dying young, and I really wonder how life is really after life. Obviously I won't know, cause I am still here alive. Yet, I always have the thought, that those young people never had a chance to go through so many things that they have always longed for and yearned to go through. Not anymore another birthday, not anymore looking forward for a graduation, not anymore to tie the knot with the person they love, not anymore to spend those days looking after their little children, growing up and resembling them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single funeral, full of somberness, heartache of losing someone they love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I planned a simple plan for my funeral, JUST IN CASE, I don't get past those later times. But I bet I will be going through those later times alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how, this is just a thought. Just a thought. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I fell in love with a song named Nothing Better by Brown Eyed Soul. Though I don't know the meaning of the song, but I definitely love the melody. I loved it so much that it brought tears to my eyes each time I listen to it. I like the softness of the song. I would love it that this song will be played on funeral rather than any Amazing Grace. But the song may still be sang, no problem. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I would like the hall where my casket lies be filled with roses of white and red, making it almost like a garden for me. Like I'm lying on a bed of roses. It brings meaning, because roses have petals and thorns, meaning good and bad. Lying within that hall full of roses, keeps a reminder that I have went through thick and thin, good and bad times. Every petal and every thorn symbolizes a memory to me, thus I want to lie surrounded by them, though I cannot see them any longer nor remember them any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always loved white color, therefore I would like to be in a white simple dress when I go. At least, during my last, I want to still look my best, be dressed in my best. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, everything written there, are just for thought. Just for a thought. I have repeated like umptin times. ^^ Yet, if I can change all those rough ideas for my wedding way way way years later, it would look great too, don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't control the timing of life, but I will try to live my best, though it is really difficult to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carpe Diem.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-7676287401262850383?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/7676287401262850383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=7676287401262850383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/7676287401262850383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/7676287401262850383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-thought-just-thought-just-thought.html' title='Just a thought... Just a thought... Just a thought... Just a thought...'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-4849709741360806339</id><published>2009-12-06T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T20:17:21.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain</title><content type='html'>It's raining again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the raindrops beating upon the rooftops, see the people on the streets running to get shelter across the streets, see the umbrellas of different colors open up like flowers blooming on fields of tar, look at the raindrops falling like drops of dew on leaves of trees, rain, though beautiful, it is still cold and lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In every sad scene within any shows or music videos, rain is almost a must to create the somber atmosphere. They let the rain soak them wet and let their tears flow and the rain washes them away. Maybe that is why. Maybe that is the conditioning factor. Maybe that is why when the rain comes, loneliness gets a hold of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why when it rains, I often wishes that I am asleep, because I do not like the feeling, and I do not want to entertain it at all. But when I can't, I know that I will just have to wait for the rain to be over and hopefully the rays of the sun that comes after it will be able to brighten me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain, it is always amazing how you can bring about such feelings and emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;************************************&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When the sun is shining&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I will stand right behind you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I will walk with you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;When it starts to drizzle&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I will come nearer to you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ready to shelter you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;When the rain pours&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I will be right beside you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;With an umbrella to shelter you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Until the sun shines again&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;In every season&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I will be around for you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;To shelter you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;To comfort you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-4849709741360806339?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/4849709741360806339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=4849709741360806339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/4849709741360806339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/4849709741360806339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/12/rain.html' title='Rain'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-5704084435023326578</id><published>2009-12-01T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T17:51:19.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoosh~</title><content type='html'>Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally... OOO... Finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All assignments for this semester is over! OH YEA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.. Did our demonstrative speech presentation today, and we had a great time preparing our breakfast in class. Lol... Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;-Kimberly did a banana salad with orange juice as dressing... Nyam nyam...&lt;br /&gt;-Wei Shen did oatmeal porridge... wu... It actually tasted fantabulous!&lt;br /&gt;-Wei Boon cooked a New Leftover Breakfast, with vege, soup and rice and fish.. I LUP IT!&lt;br /&gt;-I made P-A-R-F-A-I-T.. With yogurt, fruits and cereals.. IF you wanna try, let me know... Heheh... Maybe we can make Parfaits... With the right ratios that is.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, unbelievamazingly, our whole breakfast set was DELICIOUS! Haha... I actually enjoyed it a lot... Oo lala.. haha... It just tasted GREAT! Made me super happy today... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And our other assignment was also well.. Thanks to Ah Boon, Kim, Hsing and Heman. You guys did really great... ^^ Do take all the credits! You deserve it, all of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a happy day today. Since almost everything in this semester is done, left only one paper for the semester finals. But I guess...There's nothing much I can do except to read. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. a bit over happy and in ecstasy (not the pills... I mean my feeling).. Just for today friends. After this I will be back to normal.. The serious and less crazy Jean. DON GO 'YA RIGHT.....'... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. Better get ready for meeting now.. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign off loo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy day today... At least I'm happy for today. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-5704084435023326578?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/5704084435023326578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=5704084435023326578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/5704084435023326578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/5704084435023326578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/12/whoosh.html' title='Whoosh~'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-6135516934766181819</id><published>2009-11-30T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T17:20:23.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Same or different</title><content type='html'>There's a story site, and there are a lot of stories inside it. Somehow or rather, I find that story site's stories are always the same. Almost the same storyline, with similar or same endings. The last story is still halfway through, and somehow I wonder if the last story will also end up like the few stories before it. If it does, I'm sure it's going to be a sad and hurtful ending. Hopefully the author of the story will not make the story the same. All the more when all the stories are using the same main character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will keep going with the story, because I really want to know what the ending will be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same or different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully it will be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-6135516934766181819?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/6135516934766181819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=6135516934766181819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/6135516934766181819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/6135516934766181819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/11/same-or-different.html' title='Same or different'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-2797714363935365188</id><published>2009-11-22T10:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T10:27:47.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ConePizza</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Firstly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to Pui Mon and family on the opening of their new shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for the invitation. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and after the visitation to the shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I bet we did not want to go home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kelvin, Ken and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;went and grab something which looks like an ice-cream but is not an ice-cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pizza but not really conventionally a pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went for ConePizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;situated in Tmn Sri Rampai &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take a look..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Swie9AFUr1I/AAAAAAAABM8/NL-4MITrRgY/s1600/all+1099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Swie9AFUr1I/AAAAAAAABM8/NL-4MITrRgY/s320/all+1099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Swie_OEbUhI/AAAAAAAABNE/KtgBZ6EWt74/s1600/all+1101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Swie_OEbUhI/AAAAAAAABNE/KtgBZ6EWt74/s320/all+1101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't quite remember all the names for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not because it was in italian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just that I could not remember one of them ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I guess the conepizza was pretty much fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And for sure whatever you see on the illustration is not the real thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think it was still considered a satisfaction^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The fillings were bountiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the crust was alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and somebody said that as you eat till the end of the cone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it kinda turned to become roti canai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The price is approx RM11-RM12 per cone I guess^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never really flipped through all the prices in the menu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But if you're looking for something more filling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;DO check out the sets section&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;else go for the pasta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think this is about all I can tell you about this cone-y food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy eating your screen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-2797714363935365188?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/2797714363935365188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=2797714363935365188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/2797714363935365188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/2797714363935365188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/11/conepizza.html' title='ConePizza'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Swie9AFUr1I/AAAAAAAABM8/NL-4MITrRgY/s72-c/all+1099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-9100608961444407516</id><published>2009-11-21T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T10:53:50.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To my Lappy</title><content type='html'>Dearest laptop,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you, my life feels a little empty. How's life staying at the workshop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know you hold everything which is very important to me with you? Do you know you hold all my memories in you? Do you know you are the one that holds everything that I need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, without you, all that are important to me are no longer here with me, all my memories you have taken along with you, and all that I need you cannot provide for me any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need all my documents for my assignments and all the notes I put inside your hardisk, I want all the pictures which are all the memories I have, and I need all the softwares installed in you to finish my assignment and do my work. You took everything with you, and you never tell me when you will be coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have hit you, because the fan in you was not spinning. I had to hit you so that you can stay with me. That was my only way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please come back soon, lappy. I miss you very much, I need you very much too. Please get well soon and come back to me. Come back with a new fan so that I don't need to hit you anymore. I will take very good care of you. I promise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Your owner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-9100608961444407516?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/9100608961444407516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=9100608961444407516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/9100608961444407516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/9100608961444407516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-my-lappy.html' title='To my Lappy'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-6819759252816372595</id><published>2009-11-19T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T22:41:22.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to renovate?</title><content type='html'>I am still wondering how to renovate my blog layout and stuff. Always seeing the same things are a little boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could hire someone without the need to pay.. But OH COME ON!! It's called HIRING! How to HIRE without money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Not really free nowadays to do renovation also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's wait for a day I can sit down and figure out how to renovate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Design.. Design.. Design...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-6819759252816372595?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/6819759252816372595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=6819759252816372595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/6819759252816372595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/6819759252816372595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-to-renovate.html' title='How to renovate?'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-5657569957170513954</id><published>2009-11-18T15:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T15:51:54.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jean</title><content type='html'>I was looking at the sidebars of my blog, and I didn't really paid any attention to this column all the while, but today I stopped at it and took another read at it - What JEAN really means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see how true it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are fair, honest, and logical.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fair - Maybe yes, maybe not. But most of the time, I play the fair game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Honest - I am honest when I need to be, but if it takes a lie to really save my own butt, honesty is out of the context.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Logical - Logical probably in the sense that I do not want to do things which I find it a waste of my time and near to impossible to do.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are a natural leader, and people respect you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Natural leader - Honestly, I do not have a single clue whether this is true or not, because I do not know what attributes a natural leader will need to have.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;People respect you - It depends, I suppose. Some respect, some don't. It's just whether the majority is on the 'yes' or on the 'no'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;You never give up, and you will succeed... even if it takes you a hundred tries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Never give up - I always have thoughts to give up, but at the end of the day, I do always make a turn around and continue on with it. Uncertainties and emotional surges. Oh well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Will succeed - I suppose everybody in this world wants to succeed. I won't want to deny this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;You are rational enough to see every part of a problem.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Rational to see every part of a problem - Well, I think it takes other people to tell me about this? Because I have not really evaluated myself on this as yet. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are great at giving other people advice.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Great at giving advice - I think it takes the feedback from people who have taken my advice before. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Friendly - I suppose I am when I am in the right situation and where the ice can be broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Charming - I have no comments on this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Warm - I am a warm-hearted person, but sometimes I get driven cold.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You get along with almost everyone.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Get along with almost everyone - Maybe yes in the beginning, but it takes a lot of effort to stay this way at the end of the day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Work hard not to rock the boat - Probably everybody also does this, just that some succeed and some don't. Well, I'm one of the don'ts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Easy going - I am not sure if I am easy going, maybe somebody can tell me. Personally, I don't think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Brings people together - I have never seen myself doing this before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Flaky - Probably yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Irresponsible - Yea... I do have irresponsible times, and sometimes major. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Important things, pull it together - Maybe somebody can tell me about this too. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Best at everything - I won't say everything, and I won't say the best either.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Strive for perfection - Oh well.. I guess I have to agree 85% with this. Unless I really do not bother anymore.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Confident - Talk about the outward look, but inwardly, it's probably only about 50% of what you see on the outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Authoritative - I guess I am sometimes a control freak, dictatorial. Cutting down on it.&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Aggressive - Truly aggressive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;You have the classic "Type A" personality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Type A - I do not understand the 'Type A personality'.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are very intuitive and wise.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Intuitive - Intuitions cannot be trusted.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wise - Not very, but there is a certain level of it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You understand the world better than most people.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Understand the world - Through experiences, I suppose anybody will also know the world better than anybody else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;You also have a very active imagination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Active imagination - I honestly cannot deny this. And though imaginations are good, they often get in the way of many things. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Carried away with thoughts - For sure... Undeniable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Paranoia - Quite paranoid at times I suppose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Jealousy - True enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Overboard in interpreting signals - Sometimes I do intend to do so.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well, nobody is perfect in any way.&lt;br /&gt;I just have to be happy the way I am, and whatever that I can change, then I will try my best, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;And say... Now that I look through that list, no wonder it's so difficult for me to find Mr Right.&lt;br /&gt;Haha...&lt;br /&gt;Well.. Guess it was pretty accurate.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-5657569957170513954?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/5657569957170513954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=5657569957170513954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/5657569957170513954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/5657569957170513954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/11/jean.html' title='Jean'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-2990373250190720074</id><published>2009-11-17T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T01:42:40.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 pair of footprints, or 2?</title><content type='html'>I wonder when I walk on sand, will I see 1 pair of footprints or 2? &lt;br /&gt;Or 1 pair of footprints deeply sunk into the sand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 pair -&amp;nbsp; I am walking alone&lt;br /&gt;2 pairs - somebody is walking with me&lt;br /&gt;1 pair, deeply sunk into the sand - somebody is carrying me to walk across my journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I ponder upon it.. And I wish I see only one pair of footprints, deeply sunk into the sand, because then I know somebody is carrying me to walk my journeys of life. That I don't have to rely on my own strength, and I have somebody to rely upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still searching. Still looking forward to seeing that set of footprints.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-2990373250190720074?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/2990373250190720074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=2990373250190720074' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/2990373250190720074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/2990373250190720074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/11/1-pair-of-footprints-or-2.html' title='1 pair of footprints, or 2?'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-6856025508629480620</id><published>2009-11-16T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T20:36:19.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainbow in Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SwFGorO6TDI/AAAAAAAABMc/cfvnoaM-ZF4/s1600/DSC01080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SwFGorO6TDI/AAAAAAAABMc/cfvnoaM-ZF4/s320/DSC01080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SwFGsuU039I/AAAAAAAABMk/W_JHYN3aCDE/s1600/DSC01081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SwFGsuU039I/AAAAAAAABMk/W_JHYN3aCDE/s320/DSC01081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SwFGxAEXskI/AAAAAAAABMs/yPbavvEJTvQ/s1600/DSC01082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SwFGxAEXskI/AAAAAAAABMs/yPbavvEJTvQ/s320/DSC01082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't ask me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But a rainbow appeared in class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which is all seven of us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Red..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Orange..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yellow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Green..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Indigo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Purple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was not planned..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It just happened..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;With a rainbow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess even during the rain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There will better days..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have fun everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-6856025508629480620?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/6856025508629480620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=6856025508629480620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/6856025508629480620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/6856025508629480620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/11/rainbow-in-class.html' title='Rainbow in Class'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SwFGorO6TDI/AAAAAAAABMc/cfvnoaM-ZF4/s72-c/DSC01080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-3350280946116974716</id><published>2009-11-12T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T13:00:05.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish</title><content type='html'>Everybody makes a wish for themselves, and so do I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, I'm making a wish for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you will leave your past behind, drop that baggage and walk on forward to pick up new bags of experiences and take the next train down the happy lane where real joy and happiness awaits you. When you finally reach your destination of your dreams and ambitions and hope, I wish you will find a house where love fills the entire home. I pray that you will heal from your hurt and find a change in yourself to be a light to others and make a change in another person's life as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sealed with sincerity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I will move on with my life and piece together whatever I need to piece together, and find my way back to where I truly belong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-3350280946116974716?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/3350280946116974716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=3350280946116974716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/3350280946116974716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/3350280946116974716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/11/wish.html' title='Wish'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-2468378680115035332</id><published>2009-11-11T20:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T20:50:17.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Universiti Tunku Abdul Rahman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;SRC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Women in the Role of Nation Building&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;JW Marriot Hotel&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We went for the luncheon for the launching of Dr Mahathir's new journal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here are some photos..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Smart smart everybody..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My style is a bit different..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;OOPS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Svqoq7dezjI/AAAAAAAABL8/r_nt-XnJZgs/s1600-h/DSC01061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Svqoq7dezjI/AAAAAAAABL8/r_nt-XnJZgs/s320/DSC01061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Everybody, introducing to you UTAR SRC from Petaling Jaya and Sungai Long campus. Handsome boys pretty girls. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Standing (left to right): Wai Tuck, Cassandra, Wen Kit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sitting (left to right) : Yours truly me Jean, Ms Tee, Pui Mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Don't we look like a great group of people? 　&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SvqowS106DI/AAAAAAAABME/KycIJi2wIJo/s1600-h/DSC01062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SvqowS106DI/AAAAAAAABME/KycIJi2wIJo/s320/DSC01062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well, why so formal??? COME ON EVERYBODY! Give Miss Tee a big hug! HUGZ! Aw.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Aren't we sweet? Don't talk about the guys.. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Svqol2JTPqI/AAAAAAAABL0/mgw29Dld0m4/s1600-h/DSC01059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Svqol2JTPqI/AAAAAAAABL0/mgw29Dld0m4/s320/DSC01059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well, we should take one picture of just Sungai Long and Petaling Jaya SRs. Well, I wonder why are the bosses standing the others sitting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LOL.. over there, nobody is boss nobody is subordinates.. ^^ Everybody are one group of people who wanted to experience something new... SO everybody, SMILES!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SvqocJFCzsI/AAAAAAAABLk/qtXCgPVPaO0/s1600-h/DSC01054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SvqocJFCzsI/AAAAAAAABLk/qtXCgPVPaO0/s320/DSC01054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sungai Long, wanna take a pic with Ms Tee without me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sungai Long : 'OF COURSE! We want you buat apa? SHoo far far! MS TEE!! Come here...' *this is totally made up kay? haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh well.. Fine.. haha.. here you go! Ka-CHAK! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SvqoY_1OuPI/AAAAAAAABLc/nhqdUslvtSY/s1600-h/DSC01053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SvqoY_1OuPI/AAAAAAAABLc/nhqdUslvtSY/s320/DSC01053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Aihz... They just love the camera, don't they? Aihz... That's where all my memory went lar.. LOL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Smile everyone.. Looking real good... Mm hmmmmm... ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SvqoimARLyI/AAAAAAAABLs/dPCf_1AaNt4/s1600-h/DSC01055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SvqoimARLyI/AAAAAAAABLs/dPCf_1AaNt4/s320/DSC01055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well, this time I want to be in the picture!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ms Tee, come here... LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Everybody, smile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Aww... ain't we sweet? ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;............................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SvqoymW6caI/AAAAAAAABMM/H1ZONEGGPbo/s1600-h/DSC01071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SvqoymW6caI/AAAAAAAABMM/H1ZONEGGPbo/s320/DSC01071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, it's just us now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pui Mon and Jean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friends who support one another through every thick and thin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lends our hand to one another for extra strength and reliability&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who listens to one another and upholds one another with sincerity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stays for one another when things are down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Celebrates with one another when victory comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Encourages one another when discouragement takes over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talks to one another when conflict occurs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Forgives one another when mistakes and imperfection exists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks gurl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Svqo2WgCYPI/AAAAAAAABMU/5f7WMFDKr1Q/s1600-h/DSC01069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Svqo2WgCYPI/AAAAAAAABMU/5f7WMFDKr1Q/s320/DSC01069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy the salmon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's yours....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My treat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Free..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-2468378680115035332?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/2468378680115035332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=2468378680115035332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/2468378680115035332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/2468378680115035332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/11/universiti-tunku-abdul-rahman-src-women.html' title=''/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Svqoq7dezjI/AAAAAAAABL8/r_nt-XnJZgs/s72-c/DSC01061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-8613771589471280910</id><published>2009-11-10T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T23:24:30.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did I do anything wrong since the beginning? What have I done to deserve this kind of punishment that tortures every single part of me, emotionally, physically and mentally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with you? Why are you like that? Are you happy only when you finally push me to the brink of my sanity? Are you only contented when you finally see me collapse right in front of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want? Who do you think you are? Are you the one who controls my life? Are you the one with the most power on earth that whoever does not follow your wants and orders and plans will have to die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When only will you learn that people are not always perfect and as good as you think? When only will you learn to forgive people? When only will you learn to be normal and be open-minded? When only will you stop being such a jerk that only causes people pain and confusion and headache?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What on this damn earth do you think you are doing now? Do you even think you are any better than anybody? Do you even think that you are in anyway more matured than anybody else? Have you ever thought of what exactly was the wrong and mistake you made and put and effort to patch things up? Did you even try to be fine? Did you even try to let things go? Did you even try to change yourself and stop expecting people to change for you? Do you know that this world does not evolve around you? Do you even realise that you are no better than anybody else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it that when you finally lose it only you want to appreciate it? When will you see that people do make mistakes? When will you see that sincerity I have to help you and treated it like rubbish and dust and threw them away with one simple throw?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you even know so many things that you do not even know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to think for others in return, and put yourself in another person's situation and think for them. Maybe you will understand every single situation. Maybe only will you understand that you are not always right and I am not always wrong, and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is time you learn to think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-8613771589471280910?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/8613771589471280910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=8613771589471280910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8613771589471280910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8613771589471280910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/11/did-i-do-anything-wrong-since-beginning.html' title=''/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-8451999822195103722</id><published>2009-11-06T16:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T16:24:46.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>當初都是因爲我，都是因爲我，才會造成有今天這樣的結局。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果當初我能沒那麽幼稚，沒對你說出不該說的話，沒對你說出可能傷到你的話，沒對你冷漠的對待，或許今天我們都還會是好好的。都是自己的錯，都是自己太情緒化。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我現在只能盡我最後一次的能力，只想再給多一次機會，希望能挽回我們曾經都很珍惜的那段友情。但若真地做不到了，那我也該悄悄地走開。 不想給大家任何的壓力，讓大家能夠在舒服的環境下完成這次的大型活動。但就希望沒有那個必要。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想說的，到時就會說完出來；想請求原諒的，到時候就會請求；需要放開的，到時候希望我們都能放得下，放得開；有需要原諒你的，已經原諒了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到時候，希望我們都會盡力，不要讓難得當上朋友的緣分給丟了，放棄了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到時候，希望我們都會勇敢，希望我們會以快樂的歡笑把不快樂得從前給淹蓋了，給抹去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到時候，希望我們都能夠明白，當初，原來當朋友就是最幸福的。過了一些時候，才了解原來真的是那樣，原來你也說的對。是自己太固執，太幼稚。知道錯了，但不知道是不是太遲了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到時候，希望我們都能為對方實現身為朋友陪伴在身旁的承諾，我們三個朋友，一同攜手走完這一段路程。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;到時候。。我現在只能這樣希望了。希望我真的不需要讓我們從三變二。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;朋友。。不想再失望了。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-8451999822195103722?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/8451999822195103722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=8451999822195103722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8451999822195103722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8451999822195103722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-2220967607394471586</id><published>2009-11-02T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T19:44:33.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have tried my very best, so now it's all up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave my effort, but if you don't accept it, then there is nothing much I can do. I cannot promise anything anymore, and within official matters, I will remain who I am, and other than that, personal matters I will keep aside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only God knows what will be the true ending, and I have given my best and done what I could. Only God knows what will happen next, either for the better or for the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Square one or move forward, it's now your call.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-2220967607394471586?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/2220967607394471586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=2220967607394471586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/2220967607394471586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/2220967607394471586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-have-tried-my-very-best-so-now-its.html' title=''/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-8809237114785207843</id><published>2009-11-02T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T10:41:26.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I felt like shit.. And am still feeling like shit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I such a fool? Who am I to think that I could change you? Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point of time, I recall back what I have said to you, when I said I promise you that I will stay and help you. To be honest, I must be crazy.. I think I have been. Who am I trying to fool here with all those stupid things and promises?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my fault to blame that I only realised things were too late when the hurt was already too great. Thinking that maybe this time I could make that difference, but I must have been joking, just that I did not realise it was a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if you read this or not, you are by far one of the worst I have came across and one of the worst I have tried to help and which at the end of the day I am the one who has to hurt more than you who claims that you are hurt! You are ridiculous, I am ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We broke out from square one, now we brought things back to square one. Whatever that you say now, to me everything is just stupid words that comes out from you. No longer can I trust you in anything and with anything, and I know that I harbour hatred and anger towards you and this extra slash is difficult to mend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything all around me now is killing me. If people can understand in what situation I am in, maybe things would be different. But I have my past, I have conditions I am ashamed of and which I cannot tell. Don't ask me to share anything which I do not want to, for I have the right to choose. And if you really intend to support me since the beginning, you wouldn't have disappointed me and discouraged me. You only did one, and you are already complaining. Do a few continuously, and maybe you will be able to feel how I felt when I was already tired and strained enough and now you are expecte to strain yourself even more. I also have a life. You have many things on your hands, and so do I. I have my mistakes, and so do all of you. If you cannot forgive, I cannot say much. But no matter how, this is how I truly felt - I have been battling ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was just my sensitivity, and my inability to see. I feared so much, and worried so much that I really cannot hang on there. I am not as strong as certain people, I was cut out to be the worst in history. If you are looking into a perfect leader in me, I am sorry to disappoint you because no matter how I am still a human and I am still trying to learn to make the right decisions even if it is going to take me a whole life to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday I will be able to be happy again and know exactly what I am doing. Till now, I am still wondering and frantically searching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to you who have hurt me, we are truly back to square one. Hopefully someday things will turn to be better. You have gone too far and it was too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-8809237114785207843?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/8809237114785207843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=8809237114785207843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8809237114785207843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8809237114785207843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-felt-like-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-7821799940972033138</id><published>2009-10-20T08:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T09:00:04.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My gift</title><content type='html'>It was merely a foolish sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;But still, a sacrifice might bring a change.&lt;br /&gt;And this change might give the one a better life.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how long will it take,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the end will be like,&lt;br /&gt;but I just hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;When I finally can pass the baton,&lt;br /&gt;I will.&lt;br /&gt;It was merely a foolish sacrifice,&lt;br /&gt;but yet, though foolish it is,&lt;br /&gt;it is worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;Till the end comes,&lt;br /&gt;I will stay right behind,&lt;br /&gt;right behind to be counted on.&lt;br /&gt;I will hold,&lt;br /&gt;I will mend,&lt;br /&gt;I will care,&lt;br /&gt;I will create. &lt;br /&gt;This is a promise.&lt;br /&gt;A promise I made for the first time,&lt;br /&gt;and intend to keep for the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/St0LDyOscaI/AAAAAAAABJk/7ASHMCss5RU/s1600-h/holding-hands1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/St0LDyOscaI/AAAAAAAABJk/7ASHMCss5RU/s400/holding-hands1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; Hands were made to hold a person when he or she falls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;to give a hug when comfort is needed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;to give a pat on the back when encouragement is needed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;to type a message when enlightenment is needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My hands will always be there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ready to hold you when you fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ready to hug you when you need comfort,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;ready to give you a pat on the back when you need encouragement,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;to type you a message when you need enlightenment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-7821799940972033138?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/7821799940972033138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=7821799940972033138' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/7821799940972033138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/7821799940972033138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-gift.html' title='My gift'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/St0LDyOscaI/AAAAAAAABJk/7ASHMCss5RU/s72-c/holding-hands1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-8239502727820766833</id><published>2009-10-18T12:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T18:39:42.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4am</title><content type='html'>Sunday morning,4am.&lt;br /&gt;We were there till 4am.&lt;br /&gt;We talked, we shared, we discussed.&lt;br /&gt;There was a time we could not work together,&lt;br /&gt;a time we could not speak to one another,&lt;br /&gt;a time where we could not face one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,&lt;br /&gt;on a Sunday morning,&lt;br /&gt;we sat together,&lt;br /&gt;we talked to one another.&lt;br /&gt;We tried to understand one another,&lt;br /&gt;we appreciated one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was this.&lt;br /&gt;It was just this one thing.&lt;br /&gt;It was just one simple step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to keep being that way.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to keep aside.&lt;br /&gt;To keep people's flaws aside,&lt;br /&gt;and look at the beauty which they possess.&lt;br /&gt;I needed to change.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;I learned that everybody is different,&lt;br /&gt;that everybody is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to change.&lt;br /&gt;I put aside my pride,&lt;br /&gt;put aside my ego.&lt;br /&gt;At least,&lt;br /&gt;things are turning around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about love.&lt;br /&gt;We talked about the past.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;We talked about the conditions of our heart.&lt;br /&gt;We talked about hurt.&lt;br /&gt;We talked about decisions.&lt;br /&gt;But the most painful of all in which we spoke was - Love.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love..&lt;br /&gt;It can be sweet like honey but yet poisonous like venom.&lt;br /&gt;But it all takes the sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;It all takes the commitment.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling is for a moment,&lt;br /&gt;but the decision is yours to make,&lt;br /&gt;the commitment is yours to take.&lt;br /&gt;Taking it up was easy,&lt;br /&gt;but now to put it down is difficult.&lt;br /&gt;When betrayal strikes,&lt;br /&gt;when chances were taken for granted,&lt;br /&gt;when you thought that was right but it was not.&lt;br /&gt;The hurt, unbearable,&lt;br /&gt;the pain, undeniable.&lt;br /&gt;One wrong choice after another.&lt;br /&gt;When memories come searching,&lt;br /&gt;when memories become haunting,&lt;br /&gt;when memories don't fade that easily,&lt;br /&gt;the heartache becomes overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;Commitment,&lt;br /&gt;perseverance,&lt;br /&gt;understanding,&lt;br /&gt;support,&lt;br /&gt;loyalty,&lt;br /&gt;they are really so difficult.&lt;br /&gt;But they come in a package,&lt;br /&gt;you cannot lose anyone of them.&lt;br /&gt;That's when love really is love.&lt;br /&gt;When you decide to be with someone,&lt;br /&gt;when you decide to accept the heart of a person,&lt;br /&gt;a heart as fragile as thin glass.&lt;br /&gt;Some can play,&lt;br /&gt;some cannot.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot.&lt;br /&gt;A heart is not for playing.&lt;br /&gt;The heart is where you lay your life.&lt;br /&gt;Without a heart,&lt;br /&gt;you live without a life.&lt;br /&gt;When a heart is severely scarred,&lt;br /&gt;a heart becomes stone cold.&lt;br /&gt;You know how to love your own life,&lt;br /&gt;why can't you treasure the life of another person as well?&lt;br /&gt;To treasure is not only to prevent murder,&lt;br /&gt;but also to learn to love without a reason,&lt;br /&gt;without too many expectations.&lt;br /&gt;In which relationship people don't get hurt?&lt;br /&gt;In which relationship people don't get neglected?&lt;br /&gt;In a relationship, the normal life still goes on.&lt;br /&gt;A relationship is a gift.&lt;br /&gt;A gift where you have somebody to stay by your side.&lt;br /&gt;A gift where you can count on someone to listen to you when you desperately needs to pour.&lt;br /&gt;A gift where you encounter different emotions and a learning process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can cry,&lt;br /&gt;we can give up,&lt;br /&gt;but at the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;we still cannot close our heart.&lt;br /&gt;As much as I wanted to,&lt;br /&gt;I know I could not.&lt;br /&gt;I can only try to see the brighter side of things.&lt;br /&gt;I lose you today, I will find another.&lt;br /&gt;Another whom I will be able to love more and appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;Another who is better than you who left.&lt;br /&gt;I will find another until I finally find it right.&lt;br /&gt;So many people,&lt;br /&gt;I might meet the wrong one,&lt;br /&gt;but through the hurt and pain encountered,&lt;br /&gt;I will learn to love the next better.&lt;br /&gt;Love, a God-given gift to all mankind,&lt;br /&gt;we cannot give up loving.&lt;br /&gt;We may walk the paths where we will remember the past,&lt;br /&gt;the memories once sweet to our hearts but now aching us,&lt;br /&gt;but we will look forward,&lt;br /&gt;we will not give up,&lt;br /&gt;we cannot give up.&lt;br /&gt;We need to be stronger,&lt;br /&gt;we need to learn to love better.&lt;br /&gt;Do not sigh over things that are gone,&lt;br /&gt;but start looking forward for things that are to come.&lt;br /&gt;Sighing over the past,&lt;br /&gt;looking backwards,&lt;br /&gt;it stumbles us in holding on to what's better.&lt;br /&gt;Just like driving on a highway,&lt;br /&gt;you cannot look back,&lt;br /&gt;you have to keep looking forward.&lt;br /&gt;You have a destination,&lt;br /&gt;you want to go to somewhere better.&lt;br /&gt;You need to reach a place.&lt;br /&gt;You cannot look back.&lt;br /&gt;When you look back,&lt;br /&gt;you might run into something which you could have prevented from doing so,&lt;br /&gt;you might miss the turning to where you wanted to go.&lt;br /&gt;If you keep thinking of looking back,&lt;br /&gt;you will lose even your life for not driving with full concentration.&lt;br /&gt;Things in life were not made to move backwards,&lt;br /&gt;we build things and invented things,&lt;br /&gt;and almost everything goes forward.&lt;br /&gt;Cellphones become trendier and with more functions,&lt;br /&gt;and we don't invent things to go back to stone age writing on stone tablets.&lt;br /&gt;Cars are driven forward,&lt;br /&gt;cars are never driven backwards on a highway.&lt;br /&gt;People have eyes on the front,&lt;br /&gt;nobody have their eyes on the back.&lt;br /&gt;We naturally walk forward,&lt;br /&gt;we don't walk backwards.&lt;br /&gt;So never look back,&lt;br /&gt;never go back,&lt;br /&gt;always go forward.&lt;br /&gt;You will find better,&lt;br /&gt;you will get better.&lt;br /&gt;Time is not everything,&lt;br /&gt;but the willingness to open the heart once more is the key to everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying,&lt;br /&gt;I am melting my stone cold heart.&lt;br /&gt;I am taking one step at a time,&lt;br /&gt;and I will look forward.&lt;br /&gt;There's still a long race ahead,&lt;br /&gt;a long run full of obstacles and challenges till the day I really meet the end.&lt;br /&gt;There will be multiple hurts that will come my way,&lt;br /&gt;but let's take that as a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;A blessing to make the heart stronger than before.&lt;br /&gt;Trees without wind won't grow to be strong,&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes as tiny and weak as grasses,&lt;br /&gt;they can still withstand the strong wind that comes.&lt;br /&gt;Let's be that way,&lt;br /&gt;let's learn to see things in another perspective.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we will learn something,&lt;br /&gt;and not only remember the negative.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody will have a story behind them,&lt;br /&gt;a story which we feel sad when we share,&lt;br /&gt;we feel disappointed when we speak of it,&lt;br /&gt;but that's what makes each person different.&lt;br /&gt;You know why people say life is unfair?&lt;br /&gt;Because they never weigh what they have and don't with other's.&lt;br /&gt;Life is fair.&lt;br /&gt;You have something different, and another person has something different.&lt;br /&gt;You were not given something, and the other person is not given something else.&lt;br /&gt;Because everybody cannot have the same things.&lt;br /&gt;If everybody has the same things,&lt;br /&gt;nobody will be able to help anybody when something different happens in our life.&lt;br /&gt;Life is full of surprises,&lt;br /&gt;anything can happen any moment.&lt;br /&gt;We need people's experiences to comfort and help us through,&lt;br /&gt;and things change rapidly.&lt;br /&gt;And if everybody has the same thing,&lt;br /&gt;nobody can help anybody.&lt;br /&gt;And if everybody has everything,&lt;br /&gt;we do not have the ability to hold on to the responsibilities of what we have and we should do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurts are part and parcel of life,&lt;br /&gt;we just have to learn to embrace it.&lt;br /&gt;The more we fight with it,&lt;br /&gt;the more pain we get.&lt;br /&gt;If we learn to embrace it and learn from it,&lt;br /&gt;we will know how to let it go and live beyond it.&lt;br /&gt;Time will teach,&lt;br /&gt;experience will teach,&lt;br /&gt;people will teach.&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;never an easy thing,&lt;br /&gt;be it between lovers or family.&lt;br /&gt;But that's a gift.&lt;br /&gt;That's how we learn to grow.&lt;br /&gt;It's for you to learn from it.&lt;br /&gt;Think about it..&lt;br /&gt;everything that comes with it,&lt;br /&gt;let it be a gift from heaven,&lt;br /&gt;given to all mankind for the better.&lt;br /&gt;It is a gift,&lt;br /&gt;A gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till 4am,&lt;br /&gt;we were there till 4am,&lt;br /&gt;let 4am on a Sunday morning be a turning point for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4am,&lt;br /&gt;that was another gift heaven sent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-8239502727820766833?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-1947683008212686740</id><published>2009-10-12T20:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T21:04:03.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been such a long time since I last posted anything.. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because I really have nothing to post about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry BLOGGIE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... Still on my semester break currently, and let's see... Nothing much going on, still tired as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, not that I don't have anything to share... Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we had our music video assignment during the previous semester. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to do something interesting during that time... Guess what? Managed to write my own song, get the melody, get my own musicians and record it in a professional studio! Woo hoo! That was fun... It is a mandarin song entitled 代替, in english called Replacement or Substitution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, not forgetting to give credits to these people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAA DAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano - Ji Ling&lt;br /&gt;Electric Guitar - Cheong Hoe&lt;br /&gt;Bass - Tze Con&lt;br /&gt;Drums - Joel Yap&lt;br /&gt;Strings - James Yee (dearest former boss, special thanks too for the studio partial sponsorship) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deepest appreciation and thanks to all of you... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a summary of the song for those who do not know mandarin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is written in the perspective of a late-friend who wanted to send a message to the friend who is still alive, telling her that he/she is thankful for all the times they had together and wishes that the friend will be able to move on in life with somebody new whom he/she can trust and lean on to. The friend who is alive eventually found someone who could replace the gap left behind by the late-friend and thus, a replacement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the simple summary. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the vid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vBwrOaG8NT8&amp;amp;hl=ko&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vBwrOaG8NT8&amp;amp;hl=ko&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真得很抱歉&lt;br /&gt;我买不过时间&lt;br /&gt;已经不能继续陪在你身边&lt;br /&gt;你哭红双眼&lt;br /&gt;我只能默默安慰&lt;br /&gt;背叛的感觉&lt;br /&gt;是否很强烈&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;日记已翻开&lt;br /&gt;夹着我们的照片&lt;br /&gt;记载着你和我&lt;br /&gt;所有的事件&lt;br /&gt;不知不觉之间&lt;br /&gt;字迹已慢慢化开&lt;br /&gt;我走的突然&lt;br /&gt;是否很迷茫&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然你看不见我&lt;br /&gt;也听不见我&lt;br /&gt;说的每一句&lt;br /&gt;我依然要告诉你&lt;br /&gt;我还在这里&lt;br /&gt;要做你小小保护天使&lt;br /&gt;守护安慰你&lt;br /&gt;一步一脚印&lt;br /&gt;要陪你走下去&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的朋友&lt;br /&gt;永远都在我心里&lt;br /&gt;风吹雨淋&lt;br /&gt;我要为你遮风挡雨&lt;br /&gt;做不到的事情&lt;br /&gt;会找人去代替&lt;br /&gt;悄悄得给你往前的勇气&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的朋友&lt;br /&gt;永远都会珍惜你&lt;br /&gt;我们的回忆&lt;br /&gt;珍藏在我记忆里&lt;br /&gt;我不会忘记&lt;br /&gt;幸福就是因为有你&lt;br /&gt;我答应永远守护你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;虽然你看不见我&lt;br /&gt;也听不见我&lt;br /&gt;说的每一句&lt;br /&gt;我依然要告诉你&lt;br /&gt;我还在这里&lt;br /&gt;要做你小小保护天使&lt;br /&gt;守护安慰你&lt;br /&gt;一步一脚印&lt;br /&gt;要陪你走下去&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的朋友&lt;br /&gt;永远都在我心里&lt;br /&gt;风吹雨淋&lt;br /&gt;我要为你遮风挡雨&lt;br /&gt;做不到的事情&lt;br /&gt;会找人去代替&lt;br /&gt;悄悄得给你往前的勇气&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的朋友&lt;br /&gt;永远都会珍惜你&lt;br /&gt;我们的回忆&lt;br /&gt;珍藏在我记忆里&lt;br /&gt;我不会忘记&lt;br /&gt;幸福就是因为有你&lt;br /&gt;我答应永远守护你&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;亲爱的朋友&lt;br /&gt;他会带我守护你&lt;br /&gt;直到有一天再相遇&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you will like it and do comment if you want to, both the video and the song. ^^ Constructive criticisms are also welcomed... Constructive kay? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director : Louise Liew Bee Hwang - Congrats gurl!&lt;br /&gt;Composer and singer, online editor : Yee Hui Juin, Jean - Me..&lt;br /&gt;Offline editors: Janice Ng Min Yuet, Loh Yee Xin,Tan Yon Lynn&lt;br /&gt;Actors and actresses : Singer - Mei Shi&lt;br /&gt;                       Girl friend - Min Lynn&lt;br /&gt;                       Boy friend - Wei Boon&lt;br /&gt;Wardrobe lady - Jophennie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe... That's about all the credits.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty.. That's all for now.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the next time I have something to add.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-1947683008212686740?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/1947683008212686740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=1947683008212686740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/1947683008212686740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/1947683008212686740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/10/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-4544751025796968124</id><published>2009-07-27T12:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:48:07.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Hey Hey everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;안녕하세요! 잘있어서요? 전여기잘있어요..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now at Korea, posting up a blog post for some updates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... Anyways, reached here in Korea on 26th July, and let's say the airplane ride ain't that good because I was way too hungry on board and by the time I eat I was already half fainting. Haha... But everything was fine when I got down and hm... We actually had a couple of hours before the people from Mokpo comes over and pick us up, so we made s trip to the nearest temple to take a look at the surroundings. Really nice scenery actually, except that the bugs were a little noisy. What do you expect in the middle of nowhere jungle? ^^ Anyways, we made a trip there and got to know the Korean tourist guide named Nicole. Nice girl... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we took McD for breakfast there, and never did I know that they don't have fries in their set meals. Oh well... I had a shrimp burger for and then we went on waiting. The bus came after quite a long time, and there were other people from other countries who boarded the bus with us for this program. There are 2 guys from Spain, Moon and Michel, 2 gurls from Taiwan as well. A girl from Ukrain called Titania. Well, in the bus, UTAR was majority. Haha.. so that's how it was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped halfway for dinner at one of the rest stops. Let's say that when we look at it, I suppose a gush of shame overwhelmed us as their rest stops were very well-maintained and it was clean and nice. Hmm... no comparison am I going to make it here.. ^^ We had some stew and also sauced rice for dinner and continued our journey off to Mokpo. Hehe... On the way, I managed to capture some nice sceneries and at the same time recorded the setting of an orange flaming sun. Hoho... Nice... We reached Mokpo about 10pm Korean time and whew... really tired then. Had some games as well though. Hoho... By the way, the rooms were really high tech, specially on the door knobs or handles. Haha.. no need keys or anything anymore. Save the hassle, and it's good... HAha... Bathroom is nice as well, not bad. And I'm in the same room with a Russian name Natalyia (Read : Natashia)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day, we had our breakfast, an opening ceremony and a simple orientation, then we headed down to Mokpo Town to learn the Sa Mul No Ri (사무너리), a traditional instrument play with 4 different instruments to symbolise the harmonies of the wind, clouds, thunder and lake. Well, don't quite understand that, but yea.. Haha... we played something which is easy to catch if you don't have to sing along. Haha... Then we were taught some dance which really cracked all of us up and make us rolling on the floor. The dance was more like a drama. The storyline is something like a grandma goes around looking for grandpa, and along the way found a caterpiller which made her feel itchy and she killed it, and at the end she ended up in the washroom. Haha... Funny ain't it? Haha... it is... Well, fun though. We wore the masks which are nice but really scary and after some pictures we went back to the uni. HAha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night we went to the supermarket to buy some stuff, and on the way back, we went to eat some fried chicken. HAha... I won't say KFC is nicer or Korean Fried Chickens are nicer, but I would say.. not bad... ^^ Haha... Then we stopped by the a stall shop on the street and bought some rice cakes for supper and also tasted some local simple street food. ^^ Quite fun... Another thing, although it is called summer, it is actually very cold here. Brrr... regrets... I have more shorts than long. HAha... Well, will live with that. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so far these are all we did because this is the first day of activity. SO... haha... more will come... I'll update when there's something more... HEhe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign off in Korea&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-4544751025796968124?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/4544751025796968124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=4544751025796968124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/4544751025796968124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/4544751025796968124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-hey-hey-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-6863359459931417340</id><published>2009-07-03T09:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T09:16:37.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finding and searching and finding and searching, finding and searching for people who can play the electric guitar and bass for the song which I composed for our group's music video..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can find the person, the person is not free. People that are free might not have the skills I expect to enhance the song. Aihz.. No perfect one who is skillful and free at the same time??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studio booking is not easy also, everything in the late night. And I only have around another week more to finish the song off including the singing part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so much to complete... Illustrator assignment, photoshop assignment to hand in 2 weeks b4 due date, moral assignment, trying to cope with the Student Rep matters which if there's no support and cooperation from my comm members, I'm a piece of dead meat and I will literally go insane, and I have my comm theories assignment and presentation to complete, all within 3 weeks. How? Cannot how anymore, have to do it no matter by hook or by crook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding for a machine that will do all the work.. All I need is a remote control to control what the machine does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, pain and gain, pain that I have to do so much in such a short time, gain that I will be away for a good rest and study trip in Korea. Nothing is perfect in this world.. everything so balanced. Can we go a lil unbalanced sometimes? Sobs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-6863359459931417340?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/6863359459931417340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=6863359459931417340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/6863359459931417340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/6863359459931417340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/07/finding-and-searching-and-finding-and.html' title=''/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-502422536581263170</id><published>2009-06-25T17:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T12:34:42.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow... it's been like ages since I last signed in and say something in this long-neglected blog. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here's some updates about me, just in case u wanna know. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. This coming July, I'll be going to Korea for a cultural study trip. Really looking forward to going there and have some fun, but at the same time, driving myself nuts with the rush of assignments that will be due during the times that I am away. Sobs.. Guess everything has lose and gain. But I wish to lose the fats. Lol... Anyways, will be going there for about 2 weeks, and we'll be at Mokpo. Going anywhere else, you ask? No idea.. Hehe.. haven't get the full schedule as yet. Hehe... But definitely there will be a temple stay which is going to be really fun. Haha... wonder what will it be like. Lol... but I hope to be able to buy a hanbok and wear. Hehe... They seem to be really nice. Well, nothing much to talk about this until I come back from the trip. Will buy some souveniors if they are not too expensive. Until then, this is all about the trip I will talk about. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. UTAR SRC election coming soon, but PJ campus have already got their committee, and yours truly is the president. To be honest, as honest as possible, I actually am supremely worried about how well I will be able to handle the job. Even the first unofficial meeting itself already has a lot of problems, and I do not know what to do and how to handle them. Well, what can I do? Now that I am in, I will be in for a whole year. I cannot run unless I go missing la.. But of course that will not happen. For people who have confidence in me, I say 'thank you' but I still need to find that confidence in myself. Well, I can only say 'Help' and hopefully somebody will come by and save my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Bad hair days... Well, we'll forget about those for the moment. Dear hair, grow ASAP k? Aihz... ugly ugly me. Aihz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... at the moment can't think about anything much cause I'm currently in the saloon. Lol... while my hair is being cut, I am typing my post. Well, will update more next time... Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-502422536581263170?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/502422536581263170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=502422536581263170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/502422536581263170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/502422536581263170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/06/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-770728369467091994</id><published>2009-06-01T20:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:30:50.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kim Hee Chul</title><content type='html'>I've never seen somebody who can really talk like a chicken butt and offend people all around and not spare much face to the person he is stepping on with his words that comes out like spears and spear everybody else (as far as I watched him until now), BUT......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AIN'T THAT FUN!!!!!!????!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;COOL WEY!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only he knows english (if you don't know, this is a korean guy) and that I can find him then &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;MAN&lt;/span&gt;... World War 3 of the MOUTH will be so way cool! To get the extreme frustration and anger on top of my head trying to make no sense with a person who can really chicken butt and spear away, and sometimes can get so damn cruel and annoying and irritating in actions also but yet so funny and cute in another way... That goat smile.. (senyum kambing in Malaysian language.. known as smurk!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNFORTUNATELY, these kind of people don't really exist around me, because somehow they just lack some kind of elements even if they are obnoxious to let me feel it is worth the time to even argue something of no sense or of sense..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, YA! If someday I can find him and talk and argue the crap together, that's adventure! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ADVENTURE AND FUUUUNNNN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Btw, this is the person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can scroll down a bit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how to use your mouse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just keep it pressed and down on the arrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ish ish ish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down somemore la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AISEHLEHMAN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lu ni buat apa sekarang?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit more la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a bit more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wee bit more k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marah apa marah now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scold wat scold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient a bit la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming dy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TADA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SiPJck0VMAI/AAAAAAAABIs/Dby_xybgduU/s1600-h/06858af27b32dee90b46e0cc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SiPJck0VMAI/AAAAAAAABIs/Dby_xybgduU/s320/06858af27b32dee90b46e0cc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342335075748229122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-770728369467091994?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/770728369467091994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=770728369467091994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/770728369467091994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/770728369467091994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/06/kim-hee-chul.html' title='Kim Hee Chul'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SiPJck0VMAI/AAAAAAAABIs/Dby_xybgduU/s72-c/06858af27b32dee90b46e0cc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-3381400531619096748</id><published>2009-06-01T19:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T20:14:35.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got tagged by Angeline.. but dono when .. LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;1. Besides your lips, where is the favorite spot to get kissed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna kiss my eyes?&lt;br /&gt;they blink!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;FOREHEAD!&lt;br /&gt;I'm still baby young...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;2. How did you feel when you woke up this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes starting today.. AISEHLEHMAN...&lt;br /&gt;Bored and eager to watch more downloaded shows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;3. Who was the last person/people you took photo with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate taking photos...&lt;br /&gt;Let me see...&lt;br /&gt;The girls working with me in UTAR Welcoming Concert 2009!&lt;br /&gt;Lovey lovey dovey dovey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;4. Would you considered yourself spoilt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a bit..&lt;br /&gt;Okay..&lt;br /&gt;Quite..&lt;br /&gt;Now let's not go too far k? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;5. Will you ever donate blood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll die!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Nah..&lt;br /&gt;Am not allowed to for reasons that I cannot tell..&lt;br /&gt;Or I will have to kill you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;6. Have you ever had a best friend of the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;I'm  not good with people of the opposite sex..&lt;br /&gt;Not lesbian you dummy..&lt;br /&gt;But yea...&lt;br /&gt;I do/did have.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Figuring that out heh?&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;7. Do you want someone to be dead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah...&lt;br /&gt;Nobody needs to die..&lt;br /&gt;Wait..&lt;br /&gt;Yes!&lt;br /&gt;MYSELF! I wanna go to heaven!&lt;br /&gt;Wait..&lt;br /&gt;Nah...&lt;br /&gt;Don't have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;8. What does your last text message say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'O.. ;) Nothing to say don need to say anything de.. can save money.. =D'&lt;br /&gt;I make people silent..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;9. What are you thinking right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me see..&lt;br /&gt;I can't really be thinking of anything as I am now busy answering ques..&lt;br /&gt;And I don't really have much to think...&lt;br /&gt;So nothing ..&lt;br /&gt;BUAH HA HA HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;10. Do you want someone to be with you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah duh... Of course I do...&lt;br /&gt;But it won't come true..&lt;br /&gt;At least not as yet..&lt;br /&gt;Or will it?&lt;br /&gt;AISEHLEHMAN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;11. What was the time you went to bed last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;11pm?&lt;br /&gt;12pm?&lt;br /&gt;1am?&lt;br /&gt;don't remember..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;12. Where did you buy the tee you are wearing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't wearing any tee..&lt;br /&gt;Nope..&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't go that way kay?&lt;br /&gt;I'm in my pyjamas.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;13. Is someone on your mind right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes...&lt;br /&gt;Yes...&lt;br /&gt;Yes...&lt;br /&gt;Yes...&lt;br /&gt;Yesh...&lt;br /&gt;Ish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;14. Who was the last person who texted you?&lt;br /&gt;Not a reply?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NONE!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so popular..&lt;br /&gt;Oh..&lt;br /&gt;Wait..&lt;br /&gt;Got!&lt;br /&gt;Ya fu! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;TEN lucky person to do this quiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. U&lt;br /&gt;2. U&lt;br /&gt;3. U&lt;br /&gt;4. U&lt;br /&gt;5. U&lt;br /&gt;6. U&lt;br /&gt;7. U&lt;br /&gt;8. U&lt;br /&gt;9. U&lt;br /&gt;10. U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;15. Who is number 2 having a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;Oh come on...&lt;br /&gt;You can tell me..&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;Mm hm..&lt;br /&gt;Mm hmm...&lt;br /&gt;Okiez..&lt;br /&gt;Secret..&lt;br /&gt;No problem...&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;16. Is no. 3 male or female?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure U know your gender right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;17. If no.7 and no.1 get together, will it be good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me see..&lt;br /&gt;Scientifically..&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you can separate yourself from yourself..&lt;br /&gt;So you're already together..&lt;br /&gt;Good for you! MUAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;18. What is no.1 studying about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er..&lt;br /&gt;Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;What are you studying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;19. When was the last time you chatted with them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time I chatted with you?&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I didn't..&lt;br /&gt;Text me so that I can chat with you..&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;20. Is no.4 single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO?&lt;br /&gt;Single and available?&lt;br /&gt;Or single but unavailable?&lt;br /&gt;Or totally unavailable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;21. Say something about no.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me personally, I will tell you.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;22. What do you think about no.2 and no.6 being together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please refer to no.17 for the answer.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;23. Describe no.9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please refer to no.21 for the answer.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;24. Do you like 8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're my friend, of course I like you!&lt;br /&gt;If not..&lt;br /&gt;why are u my friend??&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END OF A TAGFUL OF MINDLESS ANSWERS&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-3381400531619096748?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/3381400531619096748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=3381400531619096748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/3381400531619096748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/3381400531619096748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/06/got-tagged-by-angeline-but-dono-when.html' title='Got tagged by Angeline.. but dono when .. LOL'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-2156898700206990531</id><published>2009-04-17T12:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:23:13.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My brain, My illustration</title><content type='html'>This is how I imagine my brain: Those thingys working in my brain are called brain workers, and I have come to the conclusion that they are not working!! Cause I feel pretty stupid and lazy even when exams are near, and the only thing the workers want are entertainment! Shopping, shows, music, sing, play...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I can't whip my brain workers, cause that means I will hurt my own head, which is going to be particularly stupid of me,  and if I go ahead and grant entertainment, then that's the end of my brain.. No more serious work, my brain won't be functioning. How? Tell me how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't fire them, cause they are on lifetime contract, and if I get rid of them, I'll be getting rid of my own brain, then how will I live? No more brain, die la... And each time I force my brain workers to work serious stuff, they always make a call to President Sleep for rescue and when he comes by, my brain factory will shut down. Then no more work, no productivity. Tell me, how to function?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I can fire the and change the wrokers for those that are on for serious stuff and are hardworking, to find another bunch of good workers take a long time, even though I am trying my best to find them in the shortest time possible. And once I got them, after sometime, they retire. Those good workers get old really fast. What is this? How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy... Help me... This is my note to my brain workers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear brain workers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL YOU WAKE UP AND START WORKING!??! The whole world (my whole life) is depending on you (my brain and the working slaves).. Wake up liao!! Start working... Productivity is way too low, and we are really short of time. WAKE UP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;THE END&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;* The above is just an illustration. Please do not take it as a biology lesson. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-2156898700206990531?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/2156898700206990531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=2156898700206990531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/2156898700206990531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/2156898700206990531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-brain-my-illistration.html' title='My brain, My illustration'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-2798548206614403687</id><published>2009-03-29T14:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T14:17:03.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New car</title><content type='html'>Dad got a new car, called Proton Saga, silver in color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... still trying to get used to driving that car because it gives a lot of pressure since it is new. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bla bla bla.. Nothing to add liao.. hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-2798548206614403687?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/2798548206614403687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=2798548206614403687' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/2798548206614403687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/2798548206614403687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-car.html' title='New car'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-1006859105834067277</id><published>2009-03-29T14:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T14:15:53.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>飞轮海想入非非演唱会</title><content type='html'>Aha! Can't believe that I actually went. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually ended up there by chance. My cousin who works at the adv agency has some VIP tickets to go for the concert, but she called to say that she did not want to go, so she asked me if I would like to go instead, and give me for free after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here are some things that went through my mind after I heard what she said.&lt;br /&gt;1. I have nothing to do tonight, and I'm supposed to off my lights during the earth hour thing.&lt;br /&gt;2. I would like to do my work, but I need a break.&lt;br /&gt;3. This is a concert, and I have never been to one actually.&lt;br /&gt;4. Well, it's free, why shouldn't I?&lt;br /&gt;5. How often will a VIP ticket come along my way eh?&lt;br /&gt;6. Fahrenheit is not an unknown group, it should have an atmosphere bah..&lt;br /&gt;7. It's expensive to buy, and now that it is paid for, I might as well just go la....&lt;br /&gt;8. GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. In a few seconds, I went like 'ok ok... go go.. give me la...thank you.. thank you..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 7.30pm, I was there, and man.. there's a One FM van there giving out stuff, and there was a mobile greenbox karaoke thing. Haha... Very noisy, but around 8pm I went in. According to Malaysian time, it starts around 8.30pm, although it was written 8.00pm. Haha... anyway, the show started with the guest performance by some female singer whom I do not know who she is at all. They off the lights for on minute to support the Earth Hour thing. People 'booed', and I felt like throwing my shoes at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I won't be able to say and tell everything about the event, but if you ask me to rate from 1 as the lowest to 10 as the highest... Hm... as a nice person, I would give around.... 6 bah! cause they sang a lot of other people's songs, which I thought was not such a good idea, because it was their concert, and singing people's songs? haha.. anyway, since they added in their talents, that pulled it up a little bit. And the stage deco ain't so nice, and people were standing and we could not see the beginning of the whole thing because we were on chairs (security did a good job in getting them to sit down..), so that killed a little. Haha.. but overall, ok bah.. ^^ Neutral stand, not a huge fan. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it blasted my ears for almost 3 hours, and I left with my ears going 'wing wing wong wong'.. Lol.. very tired, but okie la.. haha... had some laugh about the whole thing.. but overall, can give a slight thumbs up.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all la... ^^ read the newspaper la..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-1006859105834067277?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/1006859105834067277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=1006859105834067277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/1006859105834067277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/1006859105834067277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='飞轮海想入非非演唱会'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-4404505444551743148</id><published>2009-03-25T18:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T18:46:55.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>230309</title><content type='html'>Haha.. these are some of the pics we took the other day out.. ^^ Nothing to show, but nice pics.. Haha... almost all the same.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/ScoK7Zyvp8I/AAAAAAAABIk/7NcaZ3VWRZQ/s1600-h/1_932227534l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/ScoK7Zyvp8I/AAAAAAAABIk/7NcaZ3VWRZQ/s320/1_932227534l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317074325716576194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/ScoK7U8CY8I/AAAAAAAABIc/lc8eUOSRiO0/s1600-h/1_863894572l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/ScoK7U8CY8I/AAAAAAAABIc/lc8eUOSRiO0/s320/1_863894572l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317074324413375426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/ScoK64P_jAI/AAAAAAAABIM/bLggRZz2znw/s1600-h/1_762725189l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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I went to times square early and went to get myself some stuff.. Argh! Heartbroken.. Saw a lot of stuff I really loved and wanted to buy, but ended up I just window shopped, literally window shopped those things that I loved, and went on, with my heart crying tears , saying..&lt;br /&gt;' Please.. Give it to me.. For free.. That dress, that shirt, that shorts, that accessory.. Sobs..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had to let it go, cause I had to meet up with my friend at the main entrance to get to Sungei Wang for karaoke.. Hehe.. took our McDonalds, and talked about a lot of stuff, and I listened to a lot of what my friend was saying and talking about.. Hm... Now I know you better dy.. ^^ Good! ^^ And then we went 6th floor for our karaoke at Kotak Hijau aka Greenbox.. some screamed their voices away, some sang their voices away.. haha... I didn't scream, for screaming ain't something I did, until later.. haha.. we'll get into that later.. ^^ So, we spent about 2pm-5pm at the room, and hm... did not get enough. Some of them had some vouchers for an extra of half an hour, so we went out to the green capsule. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green capsule = a gigantic capsul which is a room that is totally transparent and that everybody can see you from outside. Thick faced enough can go there and sing and dance and do everything that you do in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap.. but I think our faces were a bit thinner.. haha.. so no jumping.. but not enough space to jump also la.. Hahaha... ^^ unless u wanna hit the capsule ceiling, go ahead. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat some tako with one of them while waiting for the other capsule to clear.. conclusion of tako, worst than the ones in Pasar Malam aka Night market. Haha.. So eat at night market better, cause cheaper and nicer. At least it won't fall apart the moment you hold it up. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After karaoke and tako, went for 大头贴 aka big head sticker aka sticker photos. Hahah.. it is different from the one in Times Square, so I did not know what was going to happen until it finally began. Like war lar.. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ' Wa.. start dy start dy... wa.. faster faster... wa... don't block my face, don't block.. wa... don't change place, no time no time... wa.. tat one tat one.. no tat one.. yea.. no no.. arh..... wa.. wa.. wa.. ' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... all came out sweating, as if we went for a sauna session. Lol.. never heard me scream like mad and act like tat, maybe we should have taped it up.. lol.. but.. fun fun fun.. truly fun.. each of us got one pic.. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then go makan.. yea.. Kim Gary we went.. and I think we got addicted to talking, and we were very loud, and I think we disturbed all the other diners.. Official apologies...haha.. bising lar.. really bising.. hahah... but tat should be the way.. good for us.. hahah... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 9.30pm, we all went back home... but I had to wait for my dad, so I stayed outside Maybank.. and hmm.. if u have been to Barcelona, they have these people who will act like statues and stay there for hours and hours.. well.. we have one here in Malaysia.. haha.. and he is the only one. Admire these people, can stay still for so long.. I will faint if I were him.. Haha.. very fun.. Haha.... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was a nice day out with these group of mates and friends. ^^ great fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks peeps.. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-72640746117599224?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/72640746117599224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=72640746117599224' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/72640746117599224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/72640746117599224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/03/giler-aka-crazy-in-good-way.html' title='Giler aka Crazy (in a good way)'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-7617267577733546672</id><published>2009-03-20T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T21:18:16.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20th Mar 2009</title><content type='html'>It's my birthday, and I am finally 20 years old. A big 2 in front of my age now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Jonnie, my beloved friend, who supported me throughout everything.. Hehe.. and thanks for that very interesting gift.. Haha... It's so cute, and thanks for that very thoughtful note you wrote there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For sure I will not thank people who have spoil my day today because of some silly stuff. But thanks for this special someone who spent the morning with me in the lab and chatted with me, and made me feel a lot better. Good to be able to chat funny stuff together and good to be able to talk about things I don't really talk about outside. Haha.. thanks for letting me pour my feelings. You know who you are... ^^ Thanks for listening to me. This is one of the best gift for today, a listening ear, or more like ' all the listening ears...' Those who are not, don't perasan k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to all of you who made me laughed today, because I really loved laughing and enjoying the day despite of some issues, but thank you all. Shall I name? Nah... Hahaha... in case they 'paiseh'.. But thank you.. Thanks for looking for me for the presentation today and shouting behind ' We want Jean!'.. yeap, I'm yours... Hahaha.... And thanks for the birthday song you peeps sang for me.. I'm very touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite of bad issues which I decided to let it go already, I am still happy with those of you who made my day for me. Love ya'll lots..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* And thanks to those who sent me the SMSes to wish me.. Thank you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of Jean's thanking note.. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-7617267577733546672?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/7617267577733546672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=7617267577733546672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/7617267577733546672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/7617267577733546672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/03/20th-mar-2009.html' title='20th Mar 2009'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-4573291202481054942</id><published>2009-03-15T20:24:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T15:02:56.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Korea - Little 한국</title><content type='html'>After so long, I finally went to Little Korea in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I basically went there to try out the food there and see how much I like it. Hmm... Let's say that I not only enjoyed it, I actually want to go back for more. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually nice. Some of my friends said that they still cannot get use to eating Korean food, but I actually enjoyed most of it. Specially all the Kimchi which were placed in front of me. Hehe... It's like heaven when they came. But one thing for sure that they have a very strong smell when it enters the mouth, and it is quite difficult to savour it in the beginning, but slowly, it became really delightful. Love it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's just some pics to show you what my dad and I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Forgive me for the blur pics. Handphone cam resolution not that high.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Sb32Cc7jD1I/AAAAAAAABGE/lyVLH8tj5O8/s1600-h/DSC00058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 411px; height: 308px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Sb32Cc7jD1I/AAAAAAAABGE/lyVLH8tj5O8/s320/DSC00058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313673657353178962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The complete pic of what we had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Sb32CfQaQpI/AAAAAAAABGM/E3Y73cM8izE/s1600-h/DSC00059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 156px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Sb32CfQaQpI/AAAAAAAABGM/E3Y73cM8izE/s320/DSC00059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313673657977553554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Sb32CcKqVAI/AAAAAAAABGU/vTokYReYNLQ/s1600-h/DSC00060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 161px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Sb32CcKqVAI/AAAAAAAABGU/vTokYReYNLQ/s320/DSC00060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313673657148134402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's all Chilli....&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Sb32Cpj6gxI/AAAAAAAABGc/BfcjICCdkIs/s1600-h/DSC00061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Sb32Cpj6gxI/AAAAAAAABGc/BfcjICCdkIs/s320/DSC00061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313673660743713554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Sb32ChkwFaI/AAAAAAAABGk/5-pTZyPq2UQ/s1600-h/DSC00062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 158px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Sb32ChkwFaI/AAAAAAAABGk/5-pTZyPq2UQ/s320/DSC00062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313673658599740834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Sb32J8yG3lI/AAAAAAAABGs/RA1EsF26r88/s1600-h/DSC00063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 158px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Sb32J8yG3lI/AAAAAAAABGs/RA1EsF26r88/s320/DSC00063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313673786162601554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Sb32KGryi1I/AAAAAAAABG0/ImSf_vmGsUE/s1600-h/DSC00064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 164px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Sb32KGryi1I/AAAAAAAABG0/ImSf_vmGsUE/s320/DSC00064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313673788820458322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Sb32Kcu6dNI/AAAAAAAABG8/gvVWmpzi49Y/s1600-h/DSC00066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 168px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Sb32Kcu6dNI/AAAAAAAABG8/gvVWmpzi49Y/s320/DSC00066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313673794739139794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kimchi Jun Gol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Sb32KZraXII/AAAAAAAABHE/ws1NHoVfbns/s1600-h/DSC00065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 153px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Sb32KZraXII/AAAAAAAABHE/ws1NHoVfbns/s320/DSC00065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313673793919147138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Sb32PTP2GoI/AAAAAAAABHc/rk6AN1-pKns/s1600-h/DSC00068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 165px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Sb32PTP2GoI/AAAAAAAABHc/rk6AN1-pKns/s320/DSC00068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313673878092257922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Sb32PY8KUQI/AAAAAAAABHU/HH-zItOBePI/s1600-h/DSC00069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 157px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Sb32PY8KUQI/AAAAAAAABHU/HH-zItOBePI/s320/DSC00069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313673879620309250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Sb32KbaZ9RI/AAAAAAAABHM/olkIlE8_8q8/s1600-h/DSC00067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 159px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Sb32KbaZ9RI/AAAAAAAABHM/olkIlE8_8q8/s320/DSC00067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313673794384688402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered Kimchi Jun Gol, basically Kimchi stew and rice, with meat inside the stew. The stew tasted amazing, so amazing until I actually forgot about the vege. Haha.. Mixing it with the rice is really delicious. Nyam nyam.. Hehe.. But I have one problem at the restaurant - Chopsticks, or more like Chopsteels. Haha... They are not the wooden or plastic chopstics I usually use at home, but more like flat pieces of steel that narrow down at the end, and the fact that I am already not good in using normal round long chopsticks, makes it worst that now I have to use those that are flat. haha.. so I ended up using the spoon in everything. ^^&lt;br /&gt;The boss there was nice also, and gave me a can of Coke for free and also my dad another cup of tea for free. Other than eating, what else did I do there? I walked around and peep in to many shops, and almost everything inside is written in Korean. yeap.. don't understand, except for those that are directly translated from either mandarin or english, then I understand. ^^ To hear them speak in Korean, I felt like an alien. Haha.. would like to learn more now, so to at least be able to understand part of it, and make my own assumptions of what are they saying, if I don't understand everything. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought some kimchi from the store, and also some snacks to fill my stomach at night while watching some shows. Then.. for fun, I bought myself a newspaper which is written completely in Korean. Haha.... no idea why I bought it, and it wasn't cheap. Haha... RM6 for one newspaper. Lol... I better make sure when I read it I understand what is written inside it. Hahah... By the time I get to understand, it is probably a year ago's news. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be going back there for the food again, and maybe check out the souvenior store there. wonder what they sell there.. haha.. did not manage to go in and take a look. will go the next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh.. miss the food.. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-4573291202481054942?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/4573291202481054942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=4573291202481054942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/4573291202481054942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/4573291202481054942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-korea.html' title='Little Korea - Little 한국'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/Sb32Cc7jD1I/AAAAAAAABGE/lyVLH8tj5O8/s72-c/DSC00058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-855799669913417713</id><published>2009-01-31T10:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T10:36:24.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After a LONG time</title><content type='html'>After a long time, finally one update.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back from Kelantan on Wednesday, and went back to uni on Thursday... Quite a short break, but at least the class on Thursday was fun-filled, because there were only 5 of us in class (out of 28??)... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angpow was okay, since there's an economic downturn, so considered satisfied with the amount received.. But most important is that during my trip back to my hometown, I suddenly found inspiration to start a production, but to be honest, I don't quite think I have much of a purpose for this production. I thought of it because of the food there, and my mom's hometown, known as Kuala Krai is quite a traditional Malay kampung, and when I woke up to buy breakdfast with my mum, the morning scene was really nice. And since my grandpa's house is very traditional, I thought it would be nice to do something like a documentary that features all these. However, I don't quite like the idea of just introducing things and stuff, so I thought of doing this documentary in the form of a trip, where everything that we do day and night can be captured on the video and 90% truthfully shown to viewers. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still in the process of brainstorming and thinking, so everything is not confirmed. Will meet with my friend on Monday to discuss this and hopefully I can get the proposal out soon enough. Also looking for crew members who are studying together with me to join this production. Already have a few, but need a few more. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till now, nothing much to update, just that I spent 3 hours yesterday night trying to type the lyrics of a korean song on the computer, and I finally know how to type korean on my english laptop. But very tiresome, because I am not used to typing korean. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.. going off now... assignment waiting... Captain Quick Cooking Oats, here I come!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-855799669913417713?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/855799669913417713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=855799669913417713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/855799669913417713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/855799669913417713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/01/after-long-time.html' title='After a LONG time'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-4680377594530936017</id><published>2009-01-12T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T15:46:48.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Idol 2009 Promo Vid</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ItoYc3wpjpM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ItoYc3wpjpM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is the video for Star Idol 2009. Yours truly the director and editor, and loads of hard work from the crew and casts!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope you find this good!! ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-4680377594530936017?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/4680377594530936017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=4680377594530936017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/4680377594530936017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/4680377594530936017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/01/star-idol-2009-promo-vid.html' title='Star Idol 2009 Promo Vid'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-865779216575026506</id><published>2009-01-01T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T23:12:18.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year 2009</title><content type='html'>It's finally a new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflections on year 2008, I believe that it was a year full of sweet and bitter memories for me, and a year full of new experiences. It ain't all bad, but things could have been better, and now.. I am finally into another year of life, and I ain't growing any younger. So it's time for me to really plan out what I would be doing with this life of mine and what I plan to achieve this year. Still running in my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... I hope this year will be a much better year for me, and that many new things that come will be things that will strengthen me and make me a more successful and greater and smarter person than I ever was before. Excellence hopefully in things that I do and increased confidence in what I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say for now.. Just waiting for CNY to come by.. Well.. You know why eh? Heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea.. going off now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bed... zzz * best way to spend a new year's 1st day... *&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-865779216575026506?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/865779216575026506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=865779216575026506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/865779216575026506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/865779216575026506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-2009.html' title='New Year 2009'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-383296170106710342</id><published>2008-12-29T15:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T15:34:31.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean Language and a Cuckoo Bird!</title><content type='html'>Korean language and a cuckoo bird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. Korean language is korean language, nothing there. Cuckoo bird simply refers to me. Means I'm going cuckoo learning this language. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ain't difficult I thought, but it seems that there are somethings that I just can't get it, especially the words and their pronounciation. They are so difficult to read and the letters just ain't letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy... will work hard on that and try to get it right, if I ever plan to go somewhere else when I graduate. But at least, I get an extra advantage next time when I get out to work. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese is easier, a little only, but then when the chinese characters appear, then I'm stuck, because I won't be able to know how the characters sound in Japanese because the characters usually don't come with it's japanese characters to tell you the pronounciation, and mandarin readings just ain't right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whahaha... I guess it is a little to slow for me to learn new languages, but I won't give up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make sure I learn this foreign language and be able to communicate with it.. ( boy.. that's gonna take me years... Elp! )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-383296170106710342?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/383296170106710342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=383296170106710342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/383296170106710342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/383296170106710342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/12/korean-language-and-cuckoo-bird.html' title='Korean Language and a Cuckoo Bird!'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-2522851081766402263</id><published>2008-12-27T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T18:02:17.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is REALLY LONG....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Instructions :&lt;br /&gt;* Bold the statement that are true to you.&lt;br /&gt;* Italicize the statement that you wish were true.&lt;br /&gt;* Leave those fibs alone.&lt;br /&gt;* Then, stab 5 people to do the same test. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm 170cm+ tall. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;( am I?? I don't know! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I want at the moment. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;( oo.. I know.. I want a lot of money, and I want a smart looking boyfriend and oo oo ... I want to shop till I drop, and oo oo... SLEEP! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not happy.&lt;br /&gt;I hate my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I hate my life.&lt;br /&gt;I hate my grades.&lt;br /&gt;He drives.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored of driving.&lt;br /&gt;I have a white handbag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love dancing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go clubbing every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shopping is bullshit. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;(then I can save up a lot.. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a tattoo of a star.&lt;br /&gt;I got my navel pierced.&lt;br /&gt;I have friends that take drugs.&lt;br /&gt;90% of my friends smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm studying Fashion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have a business running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate cartoons. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;( u hate cartoons? go bang the wall.... I LOVE CARTOONS!! They don't DIE!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hate someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have 10 Guess handbags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I buy PLAYBOY/PLAYGIRL every month.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have faith in the current "one". &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;( I don't even have 1/2 to say this statement )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schoolmates know about my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I wanted to be a fashion designer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love rock emo bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;I hate it when people cancel last minute meet ups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm a rebel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;( Sometimes.. Okay, quite most of the time... LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I started wearing dresses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;( I LOVE DRESSES! Although I don't fit in right most of the time..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe in love. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;( What?!?!?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High school's filled with drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My parents have faith in me&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;( have faith in me to not poison them with my fried rice... ^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;I've bought shoes this month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blogger bitched about me before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hate sports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I heart Italian food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate meeting new people.&lt;br /&gt;I hate nail polish.&lt;br /&gt;The mother bear gives me hugs. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;( If I see a bear, I will run.. LOL!!! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People should start appreciating me.&lt;br /&gt;High school was the worst time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have cool hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;( at least I think it is cool! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;One Utama is my second home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a guy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm scare of my Biology exam.&lt;br /&gt;I hate vacations.&lt;br /&gt;We'll last.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in long distance relationships.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to get high and smoke weed one day soon.&lt;br /&gt;I've robbed an old lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm starting to like applying make-up.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;( it's been quite some time... hahaha )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;At times I think I still am a stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love bitching about people behind their backs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hate surprise party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hate planning parties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm a sinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a Wii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can live without music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video games are a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the father bear.&lt;br /&gt;I love being in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know how to cook. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;( If only I could be a chef in my own kitchen... )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have 100% freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hate Math.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love horror films.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm happy with what I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I slept in my parents' room for 3 days after watching Scream when I was a kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My old friends keep in touch with me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't read newspapers.&lt;br /&gt;The news is such a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;Blogging is a waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;I hate animals.&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without make-up. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;( well.. not always.. depends on what.. mascara is a must... concealer to conceal what needs to be concealed and is concealable is needed!! MUST MUST MUST!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I curse like a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;I'm happy with my 11 year old car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hate people that are smart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Apple juice.&lt;br /&gt;I can't drink for nuts.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that everyone in their teens have lost their virginity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've got a new phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to get a new pair of shoes by the end of this month.&lt;br /&gt;I love clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I haven't worked out since March. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;( thinking about it.. have I even worked out? yea.. my diaphragm.. SINGING! )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love my friends and family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm hot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;( I think I'm hot... like a chilli.. just to make myself happy.. LOL!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'm sexy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; ( for perasan sake.. just to make myself happy... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-2522851081766402263?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/2522851081766402263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=2522851081766402263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/2522851081766402263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/2522851081766402263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-really-long.html' title='This is REALLY LONG....'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-160962568538389126</id><published>2008-12-12T16:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T16:40:38.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update 1</title><content type='html'>Wow... it's been another long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from a camp, and I would say that the camp was pretty refreshing and quite a good experience. At least, I can get out from my busy schedule and life for a little while. Enjoyed myself quite a lot, except for a few things, especially the flying flies. Bet cause we were pretty near to the beach and the food attracted the flies to come and feast with us. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just finished a video shoot today, and I wouldn't say that it went very well, because I was pretty intimidated by the seniors and I could not really perform the job and obligations of a director well enough. Pretty disappointed in myself, and I have another one coming on Sunday morning. After this, everything will be editing and a whole lot of headaches to follow suit. I am pretty worried about what is going to happen throughout this whole production, and wondering if the video will even be a success. I don't even have any mood for driving lessons now that I have this matter in my brain. But I guess that I should just follow the flow for the moment and pray that everything will go smoothly and within expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am sitting at Halo Restaurant and bless those musicians playing up there on the stage. They are so blasting away my ear drums at the moment, and my table is shaking while I'm typing. Whew... my heart is pumping along with the beat of the drums. Heart attack almost. LOL... I'm here to try the food basically and hopefully I will be able to put up something great about the food here. Eating something which I don't quite remember the name, but it's noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, gonna sign off for a moment and try the food dy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later then.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-160962568538389126?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/160962568538389126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=160962568538389126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/160962568538389126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/160962568538389126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/12/update-1.html' title='Update 1'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-7615050376375851743</id><published>2008-12-01T10:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T11:17:52.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions and Answers</title><content type='html'>Wow... been some time since I last updated anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing at the moment with one more month of holiday left?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm currently working on a video for our orientation in Uni for the new intakes. So... will be on the laptop for quite some time starting this week. And I will be going for a camp at Port Dickson and right after that, I will be back in KL to continue another video production which is for publicity. We are going to have a very interesting competition in the next semester, which is the January semester, so right now we are in the middle of preparing our publicity stuff. Hehehe... I'm in charge of doing the video, and I sure hope that it will be good and effective enough. Hehehe... and then I am taking up driving lessons too! Shivering in my pants. SO scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is going to join me for the production thingy?&lt;br /&gt;Simple.. those who are interested in doing this video stuff and I already have 2 friends who wanna come and join me and be my PA, means to pack this and that. LOL! Angeline and Alyssa!!!! Hope you gurls will learn something if you really wanna join us. Hahaha... gonna get the equipments first though... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to me lately?&lt;br /&gt;1 thing for sure is that my hardisk (internal) boomed and now I got a new one, and all my stuff went missing too. Hehe... And then, I am running on a financial crisis, because I dumped too much money out for buying art stuff hoping to be able to DIY with room decoration. Hahaha... Failed at the moment. ^^ and then, I am trying to take up korean language, hoping that I will have an extra language in hand which might be a good advantage. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do I hope for from now on?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much, just a good rest and hope that I will be able to pass my driving in 2 months time (don't fail please......). And then I hope that I will be able to practice my singing because I wanna join UTAR Idol!! Lol.. and then I want the event that we are going to organize be a great success. ^^&lt;br /&gt; That's all. Back to work! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-7615050376375851743?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/7615050376375851743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=7615050376375851743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/7615050376375851743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/7615050376375851743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/12/questions-and-answers.html' title='Questions and Answers'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-8304881327643558135</id><published>2008-10-30T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T13:55:01.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing but Something</title><content type='html'>It's been along time since I last sat down and relax myself and think about things. Years flew by like a blow of the wind and another year is about to pass us by, again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to grab myself a cup of coffee and sit down to think about life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been on the go, and all the time I go 'Fast, fast, fast' or 'I want it done. Now!'. I have always been on the quick pace and I never slowed down to enjoy what this life has to offer. In my hectic life and busy schedules, I knew I neglected many things. I neglected the importance of relationships with people all around me and spending quality time with those I treasure and love most. I neglected myself and never gave myself a good enough getaway from all the busyness of life. Even during my holidays, I did a lot and slept lesser and lesser. I wonder, if I were to go on like this, will I be able to hang on long enough until I really get to enjoy my life? Or will I die a premature death due to the fact that I could not even care enough for my own health and live right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always loved singing and acting, and this year, other than assignments and things constantly in my hands, I never had the chance to really sing my heart out like I used to. I thought I could not find the time at all. But sometimes, God knows when I need something. I quit my job, and now I am at home deserving a good rest, and other than enjoying my Photoshop sessions on my laptop, I finally had the chance to really sing my heart out in my own room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you even know how it feels to be able to find back that feeling of release and enjoyment in doing something that you really enjoy?? Singing again and again and allowing myself to drown in the beauty of the melody of the songs and music, and let its magic play its part. Just like my younger days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another 2 more months of holiday now. Although financial problems can never cease coming and never fails to add extra headaches, I am still going to enjoy myself with Photoshop while listening to my old-time favorites ( LOL! ) and singing along. Not forgetting the EATING part of it... Oh boy.. I bet I will be a few inches thicker and larger in diameter the next time I get back to University.. Lol... But, that's life right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat-Fat-Eat-Fat-Eat-Fat-Eat-Fat-Eat-Fat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't those words just seem great? Eat starts with 'E' and Fat starts with 'F'. 'E' and 'F' have only one stroke's difference. But.... It does not make sense. Lol... Eat has the extra stroke, but Fat has one stroke less. Eat more and u get a stroke less? What am I saying? I don't know!! Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about it.. Time for LUNCH! Tada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Realize it.. until here, you would be wondering... 'Why is this girl getting more and more hyper towards the end of the post?? Hmm..... Chocolates?'  (^_=)*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-8304881327643558135?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/8304881327643558135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=8304881327643558135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8304881327643558135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8304881327643558135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/10/nothing-but-something.html' title='Nothing but Something'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-286683735505285280</id><published>2008-10-28T18:49:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:27:27.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Products of 2 days of Boredom</title><content type='html'>Well, since I quite my job, I have nothing to do at home. So I thought I might as well do something with the photoshop software which I have, installed on my laptop. Here you might realize that there are repetitions of pictures, or so called wallpapers, but actually each and every one of them have differences. 2 days of boredom, and these are all I could come up with. All of them are in sequence, based on which is done first and which is last. ( Celebs' pics are easy to use, because they are already nice.. LOL! that's why they look alright... Hehehe...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQb11vP00oI/AAAAAAAABDY/h5yjHm8rhpM/s1600-h/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQb11vP00oI/AAAAAAAABDY/h5yjHm8rhpM/s320/Untitled-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262163518193717890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbwy9ddqSI/AAAAAAAABCQ/aP0UN4vlcqQ/s1600-h/danson1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbwy9ddqSI/AAAAAAAABCQ/aP0UN4vlcqQ/s320/danson1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262157972911270178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbu0kqPj_I/AAAAAAAABBI/OsSVuDxm3Do/s1600-h/calvin1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbu0kqPj_I/AAAAAAAABBI/OsSVuDxm3Do/s320/calvin1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262155801590468594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbu1DZDtnI/AAAAAAAABBQ/nCdAxHignhQ/s1600-h/calvin2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbu1DZDtnI/AAAAAAAABBQ/nCdAxHignhQ/s320/calvin2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262155809839887986" border="0" /&gt;5.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbu1Wa7q6I/AAAAAAAABBY/hUTCORhs7Vs/s1600-h/calvin3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbu1Wa7q6I/AAAAAAAABBY/hUTCORhs7Vs/s320/calvin3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262155814948023202" border="0" /&gt;6.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbwz3yBYqI/AAAAAAAABCw/6KMtctk-WbY/s1600-h/shu3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbwz3yBYqI/AAAAAAAABCw/6KMtctk-WbY/s320/shu3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262157988566753954" border="0" /&gt;7.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbwzzEdZRI/AAAAAAAABCo/khYC3UBrcno/s1600-h/shu2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbwzzEdZRI/AAAAAAAABCo/khYC3UBrcno/s320/shu2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262157987301909778" border="0" /&gt;8.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbwBbUxlTI/AAAAAAAABBw/hQQhTBtajkE/s1600-h/calvin6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbwBbUxlTI/AAAAAAAABBw/hQQhTBtajkE/s320/calvin6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262157121934431538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbwBQb5CKI/AAAAAAAABBo/wYNGlVqpHQ4/s1600-h/calvin5.jpg"&gt;9.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbwBQb5CKI/AAAAAAAABBo/wYNGlVqpHQ4/s320/calvin5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262157119011489954" border="0" /&gt;10.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbu1qVNIVI/AAAAAAAABBg/Hz9czpJ7S0g/s1600-h/calvin4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbu1qVNIVI/AAAAAAAABBg/Hz9czpJ7S0g/s320/calvin4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262155820292710738" border="0" /&gt;11.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbwCII7GNI/AAAAAAAABCI/6uTVgStbNo8/s1600-h/calvin9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbwCII7GNI/AAAAAAAABCI/6uTVgStbNo8/s320/calvin9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262157133964318930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbwCJP-TbI/AAAAAAAABCA/twczebEhBtw/s1600-h/calvin8.jpg"&gt;12.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbwCJP-TbI/AAAAAAAABCA/twczebEhBtw/s320/calvin8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262157134262324658" border="0" /&gt;13.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbwBocAfjI/AAAAAAAABB4/C0teaPzAhLM/s1600-h/calvin7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbwBocAfjI/AAAAAAAABB4/C0teaPzAhLM/s320/calvin7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262157125454429746" border="0" /&gt;14.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbwzWonqjI/AAAAAAAABCg/XEJhFVBgr6Q/s1600-h/fahrenheit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbwzWonqjI/AAAAAAAABCg/XEJhFVBgr6Q/s320/fahrenheit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262157979668949554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbu0p2EF5I/AAAAAAAABBA/puoA_CSk58Q/s1600-h/aaron2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQbu0p2EF5I/AAAAAAAABBA/puoA_CSk58Q/s320/aaron2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262155802982225810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada! The end...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-286683735505285280?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/286683735505285280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=286683735505285280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/286683735505285280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/286683735505285280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/10/products-of-2-days-of-boredom.html' title='Products of 2 days of Boredom'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SQb11vP00oI/AAAAAAAABDY/h5yjHm8rhpM/s72-c/Untitled-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-3077283171459152968</id><published>2008-10-20T11:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T11:17:59.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More wisdom gone</title><content type='html'>Another one... Another one gone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another WISDOM TOOTH gone! Sobs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a bad sore at the side of my cheeks for a few days now, and today, I decided to pay a visit to the dentist. Well, I thought that I would just need to take some medication for some kind of infection or so, but it turns out that I am going to have my wisdom tooth extracted. Oh well.. Guess that was it, just there and then I lose a tooth. Fast.. Gone so fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aihz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been busy working 7 days a week, 12 hours a day. What do you expect from a promoter's job? 9 to 5? Lolz... Sales ain't that good.. Economy's ain't that good either right? Heh.. So I guess I will have to live with the fact that I won't be earning much from this job. Just a new experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO... Yea.. Today I get a day off after I get a tooth off.. Wanna get more rest now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-3077283171459152968?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/3077283171459152968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=3077283171459152968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/3077283171459152968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/3077283171459152968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-wisdom-gone.html' title='More wisdom gone'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-8100507583002232495</id><published>2008-10-10T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T22:47:51.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c0682482925534e5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc0682482925534e5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330249606%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D32E8C1E30ED6505CF7EDD2B3855EEAEB802700C0.608E9DC3AE4B8C6472788A3B48BEF595271E24CA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc0682482925534e5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ds0WGXN1z229J9UgHlP5wc7oTfSc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc0682482925534e5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330249606%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D32E8C1E30ED6505CF7EDD2B3855EEAEB802700C0.608E9DC3AE4B8C6472788A3B48BEF595271E24CA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc0682482925534e5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Ds0WGXN1z229J9UgHlP5wc7oTfSc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is still the incomplete version of the video we produced, but still, you can watch and get a glimpse of it ( if u do not know mandarin... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a video which is real to most young people nowadays, and at the same time we did not forget the modern days society, of how people live these days. ( super hot modern mums &lt;&gt; and also tremendous work and competition among students... bla bla bla )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to give the link to the complete version with subtitles. ^^ Till then, enjoy this la.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Hope you get the abstractness somewhere around there... ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-8100507583002232495?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c0682482925534e5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/8100507583002232495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=8100507583002232495' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8100507583002232495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8100507583002232495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/10/well-this-is-still-incomplete-version.html' title=''/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-3288559648492635632</id><published>2008-09-27T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T20:33:34.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~</title><content type='html'>After a long time... finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we had our 48 hours challenge and I wouldn't say that it was all that great a success, but then it is great to see people scattered around in the video editing room sleeping in all kinds of position. HAhahaha... That is something which I don't always get the chance to see. Some sleeping on the table, some laying their head on the table, some brought sleeping bag and slept on the floor, some literally did not sleep much the whole night and got cranky ( THAT'S ME ! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe... I will go into the cranky part later, but just wanna say that it was not easy to keep awake. I had a great headache right after that and took a long rest. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our video is named LifeLost ( or LostLife? ) .. And it will be up on youtube pretty soon. Once I get it, I will post up the URL and maybe include the video here. Do look forward to this video, because you will be enjoying my acting. But one reminder, please stay cool... It is just a video and everything inside is major fiction, nothing is real. Hehe.. Don't get too involved, because you might later on end up scolding me in front of your computer, like the members from the other group who watched the video. That was really funny to hear them scolding.. Hahaha... ^^ My acting is way too good, eh?? Lalala... Anyway, look forward to the video.. Coming very very soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now I said something about cranky... Yea.. that's me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was very tiring actually.. The fact we just finished our exams and then I was actually disappointed when some people flew my aeroplane ( which means missed their appointment or did not keep the promise of doing something in Cantonese... = fong fei kei ).. They promised to come for the event, and ended up not being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointment + fatigue = possible volcano eruption&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm the volcano, and I was almost erupting that day. However, I tried to keep it cool the whole day and try not to erupt into flames and larva. We went through the shooting with almost everything being just fine ( except the fact that a person like me is always such a bossy and near-perfectionist person, and somehow am not shy and afraid to scold and sound people for their mistakes and for things they cannot do.. ).. Hehehe... However, things ain't going so well anymore when the night came, where everybody stayed around in the video editing room. I was way too tired and I got annoyed and irritated when people keep talking to me and saying things that I do not want to hear, so I erupted a little. Well, not many people understand and know that my mood swings like a roller coaster ride when I am physically and mentally fatigued. Thus, I cannot blame that person and also feel bad that he did not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the next day ain't so good. I dislike it when people do not know when is the time to do something and when it is not. The whole day, we were thinking about the music we can include inside, and somehow, we could not whip out any from the collection which our university bought the copyrights from. Thus we had to create our own. However, there was someone who kept holding on to the microphone and sang. When I got back from my house, ( I left for home before that ), I was annoyed to find that not much progress was made, despite the fact that it was already an hour since I left. I talked to the person recording and finally found the reason why there was not much progress. The reason is as mentioned. Somebody's beem holding on to the microphone. I told that person off a few times, but that person just would not stop. Do you even know how annoying that is?????? Whoosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, in the midst of this boss punya crankyness, I would say that everything was still ok. I'm just glad that everything is over now.. whew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We included pouring water on the whole table for our video, and turning it into semi-horror video, when it was supposed to be. WOW... totally away from our actual plan. But, I liked it.. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... coming soon... coming soon.. you will be able to view it soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-3288559648492635632?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/3288559648492635632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=3288559648492635632' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/3288559648492635632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/3288559648492635632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='~'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-3127033257177472937</id><published>2008-09-13T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T21:56:20.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love languages QUIZ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="750"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;u&gt;Score&lt;/u&gt;    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td&gt;     &lt;u&gt;Love Language&lt;/u&gt;    &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;       2    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td width="600"&gt;     Words of Affirmation    &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;       10    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td&gt;     Quality Time    &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;       2    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td&gt;     Receiving of Gifts    &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;       9    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td&gt;     Acts of Service    &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;       7    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td&gt;     Physical Touch    &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;          &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;          &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td colspan="2"&gt;     How to interpret your Profile Score:    &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;          &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td colspan="2"&gt;     Your highest score indicates your primary love language.  Your second highest score indicates your secondary love&lt;br /&gt;language.       If two scores are identical, you are bilingual (you have two primary love languages).  If the scores of your&lt;br /&gt;primary and your secondary     language are close (for example, 10 &amp;amp; 9 respectfully), it indicates both are important to&lt;br /&gt;you.  Whatever a significant other does to      express love in either of these languages will get emotional points with you.&lt;br /&gt;The highest possible score for any language is 12.    &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;          &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td colspan="2"&gt;     Having a clear picture of your primary &amp;amp; secondary love languages will explain much of your past behavior  Think back&lt;br /&gt;over the past and      ask yourself &lt;i&gt;"What have I most often requested from significant others?"&lt;/i&gt;  Chances are your answer&lt;br /&gt;will lie within the scope of your     primary &amp;amp; secondary love languages.  You have been requesting that which would meet&lt;br /&gt;your deepest need for emotional love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://greaterquest.com/LoveLanguages.asp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-3127033257177472937?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/3127033257177472937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=3127033257177472937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/3127033257177472937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/3127033257177472937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/09/love-languages-quiz.html' title='Love languages QUIZ!'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-4343558831862706749</id><published>2008-09-02T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:10:03.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oo Yea.... Finally...</title><content type='html'>Hehehe... finally... after loads of waiting and hard work ( I assume those were hard work ?!? )..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our proposal.. beloved proposal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APPROVED!! CHOP CHOP!! CLAP CLAP!! APPROVED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe... we are kinda having a 48 hours challenge, organized by Film Club, and I'm proudly ( or not... ) the organizing chair for this particular event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what is this 48 hours challenge all about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SImple...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is basically coming out with a video production within 48 hours. Including all these...&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Concept ( what are ur ideas? according to the theme of course... )&lt;br /&gt;2. Storyline ( characters... script... bla bla bla... don't forget to include that something which is compulsory.. will letcha know.. hehe )&lt;br /&gt;3. Shooting ( yeay.. cameras, ready to roll!!! hey u! ya u! Get to position, u wanna be on cam or not? come on... wat happened to ur make up???? )&lt;br /&gt;4. Traveling around ( petrol mahal I know, but... hehe.. well.. u can stay in campus if u wan... ^^ )&lt;br /&gt;5. Editing ( yea yea.. this is important... gotta wait to capture the video.. gotta start working on ur clips and footages.. gotta get everything in perfect order.. whoo hoo.. not easy... hehehe )&lt;br /&gt;6. Pass UP!! ( time's up everybody!!! yeap! here here... video here... ^^ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. there may be some other things in the middle.. but.. hehe... i dont remember la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these are what they need to do.. and I will be moving around and taking my time while they work hard to produce them. Hahaha... I would really love to see what will come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope more people will join this challenge. It is such a great opportunity for a great experience!! Imagine that sense of accomplishment. It would be so great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ 19th - 21st of Sept... This date is marked for great things.. hehhe... I'm sure we will all enjoy eh? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalala&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-4343558831862706749?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/4343558831862706749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=4343558831862706749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/4343558831862706749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/4343558831862706749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/09/oo-yea-finally.html' title='Oo Yea.... Finally...'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-6048716974029507729</id><published>2008-09-02T21:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:52:18.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it possible?</title><content type='html'>Finals are coming, and it seems like I am going to be crying and burning midnight oil at the same time. For people who know me, they know how 'kiasu' ( afraid to lose ) I am, and I definitely take my exams and stuff seriously, especially if it is going to cost my scholarship. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, or more like afternoon, I went to check my assignment and midterm marks, and I thought they were fine until I got home to count. So... Let me write down some mathematics equation here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Coursework = 85&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Coursework takes up 40% of the whole 100%, therefore, how much when we convert 85 to 40%?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EQ:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;85/100 X 40 = 34&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, I get 34/40. So, to get an A, means 4.0 GPA for that subject, I need to obtain 80% overall. So, how much more do I need to score in my finals in order to get at least 80%?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EQ:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;80 - 34 = 46&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;EQ:&lt;br /&gt;Let's set the marks during finals that I need to score as 'y'. The finals take up 60% of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;y/100 X 60 = 46&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;y= 76.6666666&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;  = 77%!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Waliao weh... That is almost impossible to me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other one is also the same, just that the coursework marks are 80/100 only. So, let's count that one. ( Coursework takes 40% and finals take 60%, variable for finals will be 'z' )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EQ:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;80/100 x 40 = 32&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The marks I want ( 80 ) subtract the marks I already gained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;80-32= 48&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The marks I need to get for finals in order to gain an A, which is a GPA of 4.0 for that subject only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;z/100 x 60 = 48&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;z= 80%!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I give up..... It is almost impossible... Aihz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really going to cry my tears away now... Sobs.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This serves 2 points here. One, is to teach you mathematics, and primarily is to tell you, I WANNA CRY.....!!! ( If I did my maths right.... ??? )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-6048716974029507729?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/6048716974029507729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=6048716974029507729' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/6048716974029507729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/6048716974029507729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/09/is-it-possible.html' title='Is it possible?'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-872215583431408670</id><published>2008-09-01T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:41:15.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mushroom Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SLrJKZ9jQnI/AAAAAAAAAz8/VrYkZU-N_x4/s1600-h/mush1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SLrJKZ9jQnI/AAAAAAAAAz8/VrYkZU-N_x4/s400/mush1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240722297003917938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;See... It's glowing... surrounded by flowers.. Nice.. mm hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SLrJKj0TA6I/AAAAAAAAA0E/d9nPuFJlQjY/s1600-h/mush2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SLrJKj0TA6I/AAAAAAAAA0E/d9nPuFJlQjY/s400/mush2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240722299649459106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are lamps.. They come in different colors.. I would like to buy them and place them around my floor.. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SLrJKihXJWI/AAAAAAAAA0M/EztKbEmzxiA/s1600-h/mush3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SLrJKihXJWI/AAAAAAAAA0M/EztKbEmzxiA/s400/mush3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240722299301602658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is purple.. Looks kinda lonely and distorted too.. But... CUTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SLrJK1vJ6uI/AAAAAAAAA0U/OmKMmVLSmvU/s1600-h/mush4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SLrJK1vJ6uI/AAAAAAAAA0U/OmKMmVLSmvU/s400/mush4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240722304459729634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;This is the real thing.. this is a MUSHROOM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having mushroom fever..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving mushrooms.. Tasty.. Tasty... cute.. cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I have been craving over button mushrooms and bread! Button mushrooms between 2 pieces of bread, heated with a little bit of butter.. WAAAHHHH!! Nyam nyam.. I love it! I love the mushroom... I like the bread.. Ooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mushrooms are so cute.. They have big head and small bodies... ( I'm pretty much the opposite... Big body, small head ) And they can umbrella themselves ( I can if I walk the other way round..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo.. Don't they look adorable? Yea.. Mushrooms.. They look good, and taste even better! Wahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-872215583431408670?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/872215583431408670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=872215583431408670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/872215583431408670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/872215583431408670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/09/mushroom-fever.html' title='Mushroom Fever'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SLrJKZ9jQnI/AAAAAAAAAz8/VrYkZU-N_x4/s72-c/mush1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-7545113186510702029</id><published>2008-08-30T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T21:36:31.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pass By - UTAR Drama and Public Speaking</title><content type='html'>Pass by..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No no no! I'm not passing by... I'm here to write a review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'PASS BY' is basically a stage play/drama produced by UTAR Drama and Public Speaking Society. It was held on 27th August 2008 ( Wednesday ). This stage play is directed by the Vice Chairperson of the club, Choo Mun Bel, or better known as Belz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary:&lt;br /&gt;The story revolves around a triangular relationship with mixture of different character. Paul has a wife with 2 children, yet he is having an affair with another women who is very materialistic. He eventually bumped into his wife who is working in a jewelery shop and an emotional conflict happened between Paul and his wife and also the lady he is having an affair with. Paul left his wife with the reason that she was not there for him, eventhough his wife helped him pay off his debts from his previous bankruptcy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review:&lt;br /&gt;The play in overall is interesting. The storyline is done in a flashback kind of way, and thus it is something considered fresh and new, so thumbs up for that. Different characters, ranging from flirtatious to firm, are well presented. Good effect of sound and visual. The play includes comedic characters which played their role well. Good presentation of expression in emotions from most actors and actresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the storyline is considered a cliche to most love stories. The ending could be a little more creative. Even so, the ending can be considered as a fine ending, acceptable. Certain details were left out. Although very minor, but should look into that. Grammatical errors should be corrected in the script. This play does not seem well enough for whole lot of grammatical errors, except for the character that portrays the fact that she does not know English that well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so, I can say that this play is quite a success as it is able to engage it's audience in the emotions of the characters. I believe that they can be better the next time and good job to those who are involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thumbs up still!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 3.5 - 4 ( 5 stars system )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-7545113186510702029?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/7545113186510702029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=7545113186510702029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/7545113186510702029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/7545113186510702029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/08/pass-by-utar-drama-and-public-speaking.html' title='Pass By - UTAR Drama and Public Speaking'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-3218718726607759783</id><published>2008-08-22T19:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T19:39:05.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wall-E</title><content type='html'>Wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Wall-E today with my friends at 1 Utama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I wouldn't say that it was all that good, but it sure was funny! Robots and humans. Haha.. I think there is more to this animated movie than just being a movie. Here are some lessons learnt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 1&lt;br /&gt;Love your planet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 2&lt;br /&gt;Do not sit all day and enjoy life without a single movement. ( you'll understand why )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 3&lt;br /&gt;Never give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... just some stuff, but lesson one sure is important! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be having my final exam after 2 weeks, so wish me luck la... ^^ Wondering where to work after that ( 3 months ).. Hopefully I will be able to find a good job with good pay. Muahahaha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go.. will come back with more updates about my life and thoughts.. Tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...ZOooom.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-3218718726607759783?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/3218718726607759783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=3218718726607759783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/3218718726607759783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/3218718726607759783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/08/wall-e.html' title='Wall-E'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-3674194576818065514</id><published>2008-08-17T21:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T21:56:59.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Err...</title><content type='html'>Err... lately I have been to busy and has nothing interesting going on in my life, so basically I have nothing much to update leh.. SOrry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe... but anyway, just finished watching the badminton match, and SAKIT HATI ( HEARTACHE) !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Chong Wei against Lin Dan in the badminton match was like a defenseless rabbit against a carnivorous tiger. I watched until I felt like crying. Aihz.. but our warrior did his best, at least we have a silver medal. Lin Dan is way too fast and alert and it is almost impossible for anyone to beat him in this game. Aihz.. Malaysia, work harder la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams coming le, and I am having loads of worries because I am still having fun and enjoying myself. Now, I am trying ( really just trying ) to work hard and study and hopefully be able to catch up on my studies before the finals come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me babble and release my anger a bit here. I am very disappointed with UTAR students, basically the seniors who are one semester older than me and holding positions within the club I am in but too busy to even handle it and is putting the whle club as if down the drain. It is as if the club is so dead, and somehow to me, the president ain't that responsible as I hoped he would be. Very disappointed, very very ultimately disappointed. If he cannot hold it and do it well, I suggest he step down and find himself a new successor. For goodness sake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I wanna go on diet liao!!! Growing horizontally liao... So, need to cut down on unessacary eating and try to keep a nice body shape. Hehe.. at least, a nicer body shape. Mm hm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diet... diet... diet.. diet...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-3674194576818065514?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/3674194576818065514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=3674194576818065514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/3674194576818065514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/3674194576818065514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/08/err.html' title='Err...'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-7924817179928626863</id><published>2008-08-07T09:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T10:13:34.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Call me Crazy!</title><content type='html'>Haiyak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me crazy... Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause suddenly this week I felt like buying a bikini, and I ended up buying it. We were roaming and loitering around in 1 Utama, walked until my feet hurt and finally found one. Lol.... Really...It's kinda crazy for me to buy it since I don't think that I am really going to wear it much anyway. Hoho... The only thing I will do with it is wear and swim with my girl-friend. That maybe... Hahaha... We walked and eat the whole time in 1 Utama, and mmhmm! I think I'm growing way side-ways! Hahaha.. time to cut on the food next week and go for more exercise. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went swimming with her in the pool inside her condominium, and there's only one word to describe the whole experience - COLD! It was really really cold, maybe because the swimming pool is not on ground floor??? But the wind was blowing like mad and once we got into the pool and got used to it, we don't wanna get up anymore because when you get up, the wind starts blowing and it's freezing. Hahaha... But it's such a long time since I last dipped into the pool, so it was kinda fun and cool. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went for mamak ( indian restaurant ) at night for our dinner. We went to Murni's at SS2, and I ordered nasi goreng seafood ( seafood fried rice ) Rm10. Very nice, very filling. My friend ordered spaghetti meatballs RM10++, and it was also very feeling. AT night we went to a boutique to look at some clothes before I headed back home. My stomach was bloated because of the food, and when I tried on a dress, I looked like a pregnant lady. Hahahaha.... We both looked like one anyway. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun.. Waiting to go get another swim .. Addicted to the pool dy.. haha ( also addicted to the Mr bean's teddy bear in my friend's room... )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-7924817179928626863?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/7924817179928626863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=7924817179928626863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/7924817179928626863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/7924817179928626863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/08/call-me-crazy.html' title='Call me Crazy!'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-4894591026235160143</id><published>2008-07-24T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T21:21:27.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When all boils down to..</title><content type='html'>Sometimes no matter how hard you try, it all boils down to one thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Talent'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeappidy yeap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see a lot of people who really achieve a lot out there and they really seem to be able to do so many things which are just beyond my own imagination. They always say ' think outside the box', but no matter how hard I try, it just seems to me that each time I try to think outside the box, the box gets a whole lot bigger and u just can't go beyond it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided to draw an early conclusion that no matter how hard you try, there must be a percentage of talent there in order for you to really make it big out there.. Tremendous creativity and imagination are talents which are so KEWL, but at the same time, I do not have much of that, and the only thing I probably have would be dramaticness and evil laughter much.. Anywhere would use that?? Yea.. Cartoons maybe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am looking out to those who are really great and am searching for my inspiration. With that very small percentage of talent I have inside this small bottle me, I will try to make it great and hopefully this tiny little talent will grow to become a big banging talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHoosh... OO yea...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-4894591026235160143?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/4894591026235160143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=4894591026235160143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/4894591026235160143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/4894591026235160143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-all-boils-down-to.html' title='When all boils down to..'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-543513760467952082</id><published>2008-07-16T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T22:41:51.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pertandingan Pidato Integriti</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I can now proudly announce that, THE EVENT IS OVER!! MUAHAHAHAHA...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Lately I have been very stressed up, because of this. Haha.. and now that it is over, it is such a relief to me. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;And to make myself prouder, I turned out the champion for the competition. Hahaha... Bangga ( proud ) la.. hahahahhaa... It's good thing to be proud about any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;ways.. Heh.. and Congrats to Jonathan as the first runner-up and Hui Hsing as the 2nd-runner up! (^^) It's a great experience. (^^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Here is the trophy.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SH4IBf0iSMI/AAAAAAAAAw4/hxi5wBfPTk4/s1600-h/DSC00382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 177px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SH4IBf0iSMI/AAAAAAAAAw4/hxi5wBfPTk4/s400/DSC00382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223621439611095234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SH4IBnebzvI/AAAAAAAAAxA/MO5VQDQRkBA/s1600-h/DSC00383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 174px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SH4IBnebzvI/AAAAAAAAAxA/MO5VQDQRkBA/s400/DSC00383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223621441665879794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;So, my script is as below la... haha.. if ya know Malaysian Language, do enjoy it.. Hohoho...    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;‘Sebab nila setitik, rosak susu sebelanga’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Salam sejahtera saya ucapkan kepada Dekan Fakulti Sastera dan Sosial Sains, Ketua Jabatan, pensyarah-pensyarah Universiti Tunku Abdul Rahman, para hakim yang adil lagi bijaksana dan rakan-rakan yang saya hormati. Pada petang ini, tajuk pidato saya ialah ‘Rasuah dalam kalangan Kakitangan Awam’. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Para&lt;/st1:place&gt; hadirin, &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Sebelum saya mendalami topik ini, izinkan saya menjelaskan beberapa istilah perkataan yang penting. Yang pertama, rasuah. Rasuah, dalam Kamus Dewan Edisi Baru, didefinisikan sebagai permberian yang menumbuk rusuk. Yang kedua ialah kakitangan awam yang boleh kita fahamkan sebagai pekerja yang bekerja dalam jabatan-jabatan kerajaan dan berkhidmat untuk orang awam. Dewasa ini, gejala rasuah bagaikan penyakit barah yang kian menular dan membimbangkan pelbagai pihak. Dari semasa ke semasa, kita mendengar tentang kes-kes makan suap yang melibatkan kakitangan-kakitangan awam di &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;. Berita-berita tersebut sering menimbulkan rasa sedih, kecewa dan marah dalam sanubari pendengar dan pembaca. Mengapakah mereka makan suap? Apakah faktor-faktor dominannya?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Salah satu faktor dominan ialah kehilangan nilai diri dan pegangan agama yang kuat. Akibat dorongan nafsu serakah yang inginkan kekayaan dan kemewahan, individu-individu ini tidak dapat mengawal diri menerima wang sogokan yang kelihatan begitu lumayan. Faktor ini didorong lagi dengan kelemahan dari segi kepimpinan dan organisasi sesebuah jabatan yang membawa kepada kelemahan dari segi penyeliaan kakitangan-kakitangannya. Kelemahan ini umpama mewujudkan celah pada dinding untuk ular yang bisa. Kelemahan ini memberi ruang dan peluang untuk individu-individu menjangkiti penyakit sosial ini. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Para&lt;/st1:place&gt; Hadirin, &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Setahu saya, setiap perbuatan ada kesannya yang tersendiri, dan rasuah membawa padah kepada seseorang individu dan juga sesebuah negara. Negara diibaratkan sebagai organisma, kakitangan-kakitangannya umpama sel-sel badan. Apabila seseorang individu melibatkan diri dengan rasuah, mereka hanya dilihat sebagai orang yang membawa keburukan dan kemusnahan seperti sel-sel badan yang dijngkiti barah. Mereka kehilangan maruah diri dan juga rasa hormat orang ramai terhadap mereka. Individu-individu ini sudah tentunya bekerja dengan jabatan-jabatan tertentu yang saya samakan dengan organ-organ dalam sebuah organisma. Jikalau setiap sel dalam organ tersebut dijangkiti dengan penyakit, organ itu tidak akan berfungsi dan mekanisma seluruh organisma akan lumpuh. Dengan illustrasi ini, kita boleh lihat dengan jelas bahawa jika gejala rasuah terus berleluasa, pentadbiran seluruh negara akan lumpuh, ekonomi dan politik negara menjadi kacau-bilau, dan rakyat jelata akan sengsara. Adakah ini masa depan &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; yang kita nantikan?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hadirin sekalian, &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Saya pasti bahawa masa depan sebegini bukanlah yang diidam-idamkan. Oleh itu, kita mesti mencari strategi-strategi untuk mengatasi masalah ini. Badan-badan kerajaan seperti Badan Pencegah Rasuah perlu menggiatkan lagi peranan mereka dalam usaha membanteras gejala rasuah ini. Pelan Integriti Nasional yang diwujudkan pada 23 April 2004 oleh Yang Amat Berbahagia Perdana Menteri Malaysia, Datuk Seri Abdullah Haji Ahmad Badawi untuk membentuk sebuah masyarakat yang berintegriti harus dilaksanakan dan bukan kekal sebagai perkataan-perkataan cantik di atas kertas sahaja. Sungguhpun kerajaan mempunyai peranan mereka, namun semua warga juga mempunyai tanggungjawab dalam usaha menentang penyakit sosial ini. Selaku insan yang berintegriti, kita juga harus mempunyai nilai diri dan pegangan agama yang kuat, mengelakkan diri daripada memberi wang sogokan sebagai jalan pintas untuk mendapat sesuatu faedah. Jika kita tidak memberi, maka rasuah tidak akan berlaku. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hadirin sekalian, &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Bak kata pepatah ‘ hendak seribu daya, tidak hendak seribu dalih’. Selagi kita mempunyai niat untuk melakukan sesuatu, biarpun betapa mustahilnya, kita tetap berusaha untuk mencapainya. Maka, mari kita berganding bahu untuk menjadikan &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; sebuah negara yang berintegriti dan dipandang tinggi di persada antarabangsa. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;            Sekian terima kasih.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-543513760467952082?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/543513760467952082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=543513760467952082' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/543513760467952082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/543513760467952082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/07/pertandingan-pidato-integriti.html' title='Pertandingan Pidato Integriti'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SH4IBf0iSMI/AAAAAAAAAw4/hxi5wBfPTk4/s72-c/DSC00382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-7499490239291630067</id><published>2008-07-13T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T21:40:30.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Return</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I hear the song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's playing on the radio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I hear my heart beating faster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;With the thought of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's dawning a brand new day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And you are still not here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Are you coming home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Are you coming home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Breakfast is laid on the table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;With a cup of tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;You said ' no milk, no sugar, nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Keep it simple for me'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I did it as you wished&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;But you are still not here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Are you coming home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Are you coming home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;You sent a letter with a single red rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;You said you'll make it back home safe and sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I kept that promise in my heart for years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And you are still not here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Have you broken it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;That promise you made to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I hear the song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; It's playing on the radio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I hear my heart beating faster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; With the thought of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; It's dawning a brand new day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; And you are still not here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Are you coming home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Are you coming home?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Breakfast is laid on the table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; With a cup of tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; You said ' no milk, no sugar, nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Keep it simple for me'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; I did it as you wished&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;But you will never be here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;You won't be coming home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;You will never come home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story behind this is about a wife who sent her husband out to war and before the husband left, he promised that he will return. But, years have passed, and the only thing the wife ever received was a letter with a rose. In the letter, her husband said that the war is ending, and he will soon be home. But unfortunately, he perished before the war ended. And thus, the breakfast laid on the table, the husband will never return, and the only thing the wife can do is listen to the song, that love song that she and her husband set as their song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All inside my imagination... (^^) Nothing real to it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-7499490239291630067?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/7499490239291630067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=7499490239291630067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/7499490239291630067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/7499490239291630067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-return.html' title='No Return'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-5803405904160574072</id><published>2008-07-13T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T21:27:54.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Reminiscence</title><content type='html'>This is what I came across while flipping through a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' We came to YES to become more Ho'o'ly ( Ho 'o' ly )&lt;br /&gt;We named our group Christendom like Chrysanthemum ( mmm... )&lt;br /&gt;And we gave ourselves a few funky names ( doom doom doom )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guchi knock Benny&lt;br /&gt;Gary Johnny Dexy&lt;br /&gt;Geline Shrek Penguin&lt;br /&gt;Genie Rachie Wei Li Yippie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, Son of God, He died and resurrected&lt;br /&gt;Now we preach and sing, of how he cleansed our sins! '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the jingle we made in YES, and it had the names of everyone in our group. Hahaha... very funny now, after so long, and it brings back memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUt everything has changed. It is all different now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-5803405904160574072?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/5803405904160574072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=5803405904160574072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/5803405904160574072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/5803405904160574072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/07/reminiscence.html' title='A Reminiscence'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-4364591967548905952</id><published>2008-07-10T10:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T10:43:57.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My month and ME!</title><content type='html'>THE RULES:&lt;br /&gt;-Pick your birth month&lt;br /&gt;-Strike out anything that doesn't apply to you&lt;br /&gt;-Bold the five-ten that best apply to you&lt;br /&gt;-Copy to your own journal, with all twelve months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;MARCH:&lt;/span&gt; Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loves to serve others.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Easily angered.&lt;/span&gt; Trustworthy. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Appreciative and returns kindness.&lt;/span&gt; Observant and assesses others. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Revengeful.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loves to dream and fantasize.&lt;/span&gt; Loves travelling. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loves attention.&lt;/span&gt; Hasty decisions in choosing partners. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loves home decors.&lt;/span&gt; Musically talented. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loves special things.&lt;/span&gt; Moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For everyone!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANUARY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people's flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very stubborn and money cautious.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;FEBRUARY: Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;MARCH: Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves travelling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;APRIL: Active and dynamic. Decisive and hasty but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory. Moving. Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and chest. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;MAY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves travelling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;JUNE: Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;JULY: Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;AUGUST: Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;SEPTEMBER: Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people's mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quiet but able to talk well. Calm and cool. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest. Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Good memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing. Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. Secretive. Loves leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle up feelings. Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;OCTOBER: Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. Loves children.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;NOVEMBER: Has a lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant. Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If there is a will, there is a way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. Loves to be alone. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciate praises. High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER: Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egotistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor. Logical.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-4364591967548905952?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/4364591967548905952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=4364591967548905952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/4364591967548905952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/4364591967548905952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-month-and-me.html' title='My month and ME!'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-5750137157009585171</id><published>2008-07-06T22:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:47:05.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Na..................</title><content type='html'>Still not getting a good rest, and I don't think I might be able to get any within a short time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am having a whole mind of regrets because I unintentionally put myself in a competition, and what is that called??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Pertandingan Pidato Integriti'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I can say is.. Goodness gracious.. It's been quite some time since I last spoke in Bahasa Malaysia ( Malaysian Language ) and now you put me up in front of a group of people and express my points?? Good time and opportunity for a tremendous embarrassment. Aihz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I heard there is a UTAR Idol coming up, still contemplating whether or not to go... Hmm.. Can I manage my time, that's the question.. Aihz... Sad sad.. It's already mid-term and I am yet to really study right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth Awareness Weekend is over, and I am glad that it is over. And I have a lot of other things linig up, and the only thing I want now is to be able to get a peaceful beauty sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea yea... How come I still have time to blog?? well, so that it won't stay stagnant and people start wondering if the owner of the blog is DEAD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I watched Horton Hears a Who today.. The only thing I like now is the elephant. Damn cute! Big big round round, innocent and yet so great! (^^) I wanna be Horton.. Hoooorrrrttttoooonnn... Ooooooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's a mouse called Morton.. I wonder why is it blue?? Too much blueberry??? ==||| Cute mouse.. And I hate the kangaroo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the Whoville people are so cute.. why?? They have cute feet!!! Hehehe.. their feet are like leaves, but fluffy leaves.. CUUUTTTEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEhehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la.. I wanna drown myself in Whoville memories... But more to Sleepville... Travel by train there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tata.. Nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-5750137157009585171?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/5750137157009585171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=5750137157009585171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/5750137157009585171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/5750137157009585171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/07/still-busy-ing.html' title='Na..................'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-495605249918098669</id><published>2008-06-30T11:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T12:04:25.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recording</title><content type='html'>Eiya.. Now I have some time to talk about this. (^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday ( 27th June 2008 ), my friends and I finally went to the studio and finish up the final part of the whole documentary, that is the narration. We went to the studio which I work at ( got special rate ma... ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before that, we went over the Leisure Mall and loiter around for a little while. We delayed for an hour because the client before us did not leave. Supposedly 3pm, we ended up starting at 4pm. Anyways, no problem. We just hung around in Leisure Mall. (^^) We did not do much there. Spent some time walking around, trying to find the magazine I want, and went over to a shop to get some dessert. (^^) Accompanied my friend to get washing powder and bla bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the recording. Hmm... I guess it was an experience for my friends who have not been to an actual studio for recording.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, we recorded the narration. Hui Hsing and I took turns recording. Well, my boss ended up saying that we did not sound happy enough. Lol... (^^) It did not make him feel like going to Melaka with the narration we had. So did a little change in intonation and mood, and sounded much better. (^^) Hehe... narration was easy to record. It's all talking. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the tougher part is during the song recording. Hui Hsing took some time to get the ending proper and presentable, and while recording the first track of guitar, boss suggested that we record another guitar track to make it sound more stereo and thus be able to cover up mistakes. On the other hand, able to save time and energy as well. (^^) Boss is pro, u know?? haha.. So we did. And yeap! Sounded a lot better .. (^^) Hui Hsing pretty much enjoyed himself I suppose. Listening back to your own playing brings a great feeling of accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same goes for listening back to your own singing. But it was more like being embarrassed actually. Haha... It took me some time to really make it sound a lot better, but somehow I think that it still ain't nice. But since this is just a first time, so I guess I can pardon myself for not doing such a great job. haha.. but the experience was worth it all, it was fun and adrenaline-rushing cool! haha... Now that I have another song, I hope that I will be able to work it out and make it good. (^^) Till then, I still need the musician for the music. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this is all. It is really great and I hope that we all enjoyed ourselves. (^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.. Gonna work on some stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-495605249918098669?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/495605249918098669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=495605249918098669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/495605249918098669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/495605249918098669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/06/recording.html' title='Recording'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-7960733065596614726</id><published>2008-06-28T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:19:06.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A couple of things</title><content type='html'>Well, been real busy the whole week, so just gonna update on a couple of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, was doing video editing over and over again, and the funny thing is that each time after I edit the video, the time gets shorter and shorter and eventually it came to around 5 minutes and yet the timeline in the editor is more than 7 minutes. Other than confused, I have no other feelings nor thoughts. But anyway anyhow, everything is going fine and I am enjoying it, and the video is finally completed. (^^) That's a good thing... More sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are coming, and I am yet to really bury myself in studying, so am getting slightly worried. Well, it is important that I get good grades during the mid-term test so that I do not have to worry much about my finals since good grades during the mid-term is going to help boost up the overall grades. Aihz... getting lazy, but gonna push myself and force myself to work hard now. Oosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, means Friday, met up with Sau Yip for breakfast. Been such a long time since I last saw the people from Youth Enrichment School. Don't even know how much everyone has changed, especially appearance-wise. Everyone changed. (^^) Those who can't drive now can drive, and I still can't drive. Lol.. sad fact but fact. (^^) I always have a driver. Haha.. anyways, had a great time chatting and telling stories as if I have not told any for the past years ( I tell storied almost everyday ).. So, great to meet up with people whom I have not met for a long time. Hope to be able to keep in touch with them again.. (^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn.. Kinda sleepy while tying this.. Slept a lot, but still sleepy. (^^) So, think I gonna go off and  oi oi (zzz)  lo.. (**)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night everyone....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-7960733065596614726?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/7960733065596614726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=7960733065596614726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/7960733065596614726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/7960733065596614726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/06/couple-of-things.html' title='A couple of things'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-5966313322585241658</id><published>2008-06-23T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:20:50.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Video Editting - not fun, but funny</title><content type='html'>Video editting.. Using Adobe Premiere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not fun, long process and hard work, with a lot of head and brain squeezing for ideas on how to link things together and eye straining to search for the clips to be used to perfect the video. Although the process is long, but it sure is funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is because I can distort voices. How?? Very simple.. a short portion of a person's voice that goes for around 10 seconds, I shorten it to 5 seconds, it becomes funnily sharp! hehe.. like a chipmunk.. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then when I go forward and backwards on the portion of the voice, it will go like ' pi pi, pu pu, pi pi, p p, d d..' exactly.. does not make any sense, just a whole lot of funny voices. Hahaha.. that is the fun... lol... kept me laughing.. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the rendering process drive me nuts!! Big file, big thing.. long time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-5966313322585241658?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/5966313322585241658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=5966313322585241658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/5966313322585241658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/5966313322585241658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/06/video-editting-not-fun-but-funny.html' title='Video Editting - not fun, but funny'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-5438586317798444834</id><published>2008-06-21T19:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T19:21:58.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tofu</title><content type='html'>Tofu.. that would be very much the way I will describe myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually a tofu.. though I may not seem like it. I am easy to shatter, easy to break, easy to be nibbled, even if you don't have teeth! I'm a tofu, inside....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can sound really harsh and cruel, and I might sound really bad and that I can really do things which will hurt you real bad, but most of the time, I am a tofu when I am supposed to put it into action. No matter how much I said that I am going to slap you, scold you,  kill you, report you or anything, I can never do it.. NO idea why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am a stoney-looking tofu. Never judge a book by its cover, so don't judge a person by the looks. Understand ma??(^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some tofu pics.. (^^)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SFzgfQvXIsI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ACd0nzw2TxA/s1600-h/280px-TofuWithSoySauceAndCarrot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 182px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SFzgfQvXIsI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ACd0nzw2TxA/s400/280px-TofuWithSoySauceAndCarrot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214289296262374082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SFzgfu55KoI/AAAAAAAAAkU/M_RHhX_pbA4/s1600-h/beancurd%2Btofu%2Bsoft%2Band%2Bfirm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 182px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SFzgfu55KoI/AAAAAAAAAkU/M_RHhX_pbA4/s400/beancurd%2Btofu%2Bsoft%2Band%2Bfirm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214289304359611010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SFzgf54QhCI/AAAAAAAAAkc/9UyfnypRRDk/s1600-h/chinese-bbq-tofu2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 155px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SFzgf54QhCI/AAAAAAAAAkc/9UyfnypRRDk/s400/chinese-bbq-tofu2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214289307305542690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SFzgf87XhFI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Pk26n1A32yA/s1600-h/fried-tofu-ck-686207-l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 202px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SFzgf87XhFI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Pk26n1A32yA/s400/fried-tofu-ck-686207-l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214289308123890770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SFzgf6L7WnI/AAAAAAAAAks/b_h5oiqZzsw/s1600-h/ILoveTofuAltOut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 219px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SFzgf6L7WnI/AAAAAAAAAks/b_h5oiqZzsw/s400/ILoveTofuAltOut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214289307388041842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-5438586317798444834?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/5438586317798444834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=5438586317798444834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/5438586317798444834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/5438586317798444834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/06/tofu.html' title='Tofu'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/SFzgfQvXIsI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ACd0nzw2TxA/s72-c/280px-TofuWithSoySauceAndCarrot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-4719846998174317713</id><published>2008-06-17T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T21:33:01.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates on everything</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, let's talk about the documentary shooting which we had in Melaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... We reached university around 8am, and guess what, I am the latest! Lol... But the important point is not that, the important point is that we spent almost an hour there trying to shoot the first scene - the beginning. I won't tell how it is, just in case some people are reading this ( lol ! ), but we took 3 times, and the first time was best. That is because the 2nd time the car could not be started, and the third time we got honked at by the other drivers. Lol... It all started out pretty comically..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was 2 hours ++ journey to Melaka, and along the wat, we listen to songs and fell asleep! Oh ya.. and the last row of the vehicle is definitely not a good place to sit, because by the time we get up, everybody got an aching back and a cramped legs. Boy.. sounds bad.. But ain't that bad compared to my father's scary driving. Lol.. It had been a long time since he last drove a manual car and this time he is driving us to Melaka, and so... hm.. I leave it to you to imagine the rest. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Melaka was fine, but because I was hungry for way too long, I got a little bit of gastric, and then because I did not sleep enough, I got a little cranky, or actually way too cranky and zombie-like.. And by the end of the day, I was way too exhausted to talk to anyone or even eat, and ended up fishing all the way. Can't take it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think the part that I enjoyed most was experimenting my make-up skills on the host. Oh boy! You do not even know my worries when I laid that concealer on his face! wakakaka... I do not quite know how to use it, but anyway, no harm trying right?? Oh ya, if it is not your own face that is.. LOL! So I did, everything! Concealer, then foundation, then winnie bitsy of lip gloss, blusher and whoa la! It was done! Haha.. I think it was quite good, lol.. but then.. wasted effort because by the time the shooting started, everything was kinda washed away by the sweat! Hoho.. but we left the before pictures. Hehehe... (^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's all about our trip to Melaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let me go on to my external hard disk. Yeay! I had always wanted to get one, and now I finally have one. Seriously, space in the comp is totally not enough, and I need more storage. So there it is. The brand is NoTouch ( oh yea... no touchy touchy you meddly fingeries.. ) hehe.. it is glossy black with a pepper red base, kinda cool combination! Hoho... 160GB, quite expensive. Hehe... but at least now I can put more things and my video assignment can be done. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, life is about this much I can say. I don't have much to add anymore. So, till next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TATA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-4719846998174317713?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/4719846998174317713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=4719846998174317713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/4719846998174317713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/4719846998174317713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/06/updates-on-everything.html' title='Updates on everything'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-6284797769870530364</id><published>2008-06-06T08:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T08:28:30.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Assignment Bomb</title><content type='html'>I am fighting a war, where the lecturer just threw us an assignment bomb!! Load of our soldiers are now wounded and they need emergency care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aihz... assignment after assignment, some not even sure what to do with it, and now we are all in chaotic mess. Some assignments have too soon a dateline and goodness gracious, how am I supposed to finish it in time. Dear group members, please do the work ya??? (^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it's been another week, which means classes have commenced for 2 weeks now, and I am still confused. To be honest, I don't remember anything that was taught for the pass week. I wonder what was I doing last week. Dreaming?? Probably...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am still yet to remember the names of my coursemates. Lol.. Hopefully will be able to remember all of them by this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aihz... Kinda tired now.. and hope I can cope with it, not forgetting the fact that Mr Flu came to pay a visit. Feeling as if I am lack of oxygen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep brain now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-6284797769870530364?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/6284797769870530364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=6284797769870530364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/6284797769870530364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/6284797769870530364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/06/assignment-bomb.html' title='Assignment Bomb'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-9079148390449357472</id><published>2008-05-27T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T20:52:05.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Well, another Tuesday it is, and this week the studies are here, which means assignments and loads of headaches are here as well. Goodness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese class was fine, but I find that the lecturer was a bit soft, and can't really hear her much. Her name is Toshiko Yamaguchi, very soft-spoken lecturer. Real Japanese, can really tell from her spoken english, that very foreign accent that is strongly attached to it. Lol... The language is a little tough, maybe because it is the beginning, so I hope that I will be able to get a better hold of it in the very near future in order to pass with flying colors. This is gonna be tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting the wonderful subject - Pengajian Malaysia. It's not that it is tough, but when it comes to a lot of thinking and analysing, it is tough. But hope I will be able to do well as well, and hopefully be able to end it during this semester, Oh God!! Don't let me fail, I don't wanna repeat nor retake this subject any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to the funny story. Joel sent me home today, and the traffic jam was MASSIVE!! We took a couple of alternative routes. While getting to the main road, Joel was like telling me he could see a very big Vitagen bottle on the road, and I asked him later where it was. Well, funny to say that both of us could not find the bottle anywhere, and I was starting o feel pretty funny. SO I teased him with a spontaneously made song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' The Vitagen bottle, was an illusion.... '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I went on and on and on until Joel feel like killing me that instant. Lol.. and the air-cond went on and off. Two meddling hands I would say. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, now that I am the course-rep, guess I have a lot of work to do. Well, wish me luck and hope I will be able to be the good rep whom they elected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-9079148390449357472?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/9079148390449357472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=9079148390449357472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/9079148390449357472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/9079148390449357472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/05/another-tuesday.html' title='Another Tuesday'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-8650013508160125749</id><published>2008-05-25T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T21:35:55.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy</title><content type='html'>I finally got my results, and I now proudly announce that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT 4.0!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after the whole year, once in my life I get 4.0... Hahahaha... When I knew about it this morning, I was totally on cloud nine. That was like the best thing ever. And better still, can apply for scholarship!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahaha.. mum was very happy about it as well, and so we went to have dinner outside today.. Well, kinda long story in the shop we ate, will update about that some other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... so, just to share the happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulate me then!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahaha..joking.. well, i'm sure lotsa my friends did well too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-8650013508160125749?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/8650013508160125749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=8650013508160125749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8650013508160125749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8650013508160125749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy.html' title='Happy'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-3071459827553047640</id><published>2008-05-22T12:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T13:07:58.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost the end</title><content type='html'>Going to end soon.. Very very soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I talking about?? My holiday la!! So sad.. starting from next week, I will have to wake up early for classes. Goodness.. Throughout the whole holiday, I felt like a zombie. Not enough sleep, playing non-stop and sleeping lesser and lesser from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, the biggest worry for me now is  my elective course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get to choose between Mandarin and Japanese language, and for Mandarin there are 3 different levels. I obviously want to choose Japanese, but I will have to fight for the place because it is only offered to 25 students in for each course. I only have to fight with Broadcasting students though, since advertising students are all in Kampar. (^^) BUt then, first-come-first-serve basis, not going to be simple. If I don't get Japanese, I will have to take Mandarin level 2, and I would rather take Mandarin level 1 ( for people who have no chinese basics, then I can score A for every exam and be the best !! Lol... Sly.. ).. Oh well, we will see how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about Mandarin, I tried writing some stuff in Mandarin these few days. For each and everytime I wrote in Mandarin, I will close my eyes and dump the piece of paper away. Wanna know why? Not because I don't know how to write or have no inspiration to write, but rather my handwriting ( for Mandarin only FYI ) is horrigible, terrigible and vegetable. It's cakar ayam ( chicken clawing .. what the.. lol ).. serious.. for 5 years I never wrote much in Mandarin, if I need to take Mandarin again, I bet I will be penalized for having the most hideous handwriting ever. So terrible. I have no problem typing though, since the characters are always so pretty and look so square and straight. (^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I have to start practicing my writing now, just in case Japanese class is full. But everyone needs a strategy if they wanna survive. I cannot risk taking mandarin with hideous handwriting, although I doubt I can survive either in Japanese class, because languages are not easy to learn, and the exams might just make me go bonkers. NVM, I bet with loads of hardowrk, I will be able to get through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my strategy to be able to get into Japanese class and be a proud student there is to have a special weapon, the ultimate weapon. What is that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my case, it is more like who is that?? haha.. MY FATHER!! OOsh... LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOw can my father be my ultimate weapon to ensure that I will be able to be the first 25 students for that class?? Simple.. since my dad has a very flexible schedule of his own, and he is never in a rush to anywhere, I will just have my father carry the form and pass it to the office by 8.30am sharp!! Wahaha... while students who want to take the subject are still in class, my form is already in the Office.. Well, if nothing else goes wrong that is.. haha.. or else, well.. Mandarin, here I *reluctantly, hesitantly, mumblingly, angrily, disappointedly* come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... till now, everything in Uni is not going very well, but I do hope that things will get better in time. I am going to discipline myself to do my very very best and be a top student this time round. I believe that I can. Must have confidence. (^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, gtg now... Take care peeps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-3071459827553047640?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/3071459827553047640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=3071459827553047640' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/3071459827553047640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/3071459827553047640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/05/almost-end.html' title='Almost the end'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-8784744940252804125</id><published>2008-05-21T09:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T09:35:06.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nissan vs Murtabak Stall</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was the orientation.. Very boring, but still sat through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after the orientation, everybody being extremely tired and hoping to get home as soon as possible, Joel and I realised that there was a pasar malam ( night market ) where the car was parked. Lol... I immediately snapped, only to remember that every Tuesday that particular road is for pasar malam. So hoping and hoping that the car was no blocked, it eventually turned out to be blocked. And we can't do anything since the stall is a murtabak stall which has started its business and cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do?? I had to call my dad to pick us up instead, and Joel will have to get his car later in the night. Haha... The power of Murtabak Stall that can stop a car! Whoosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we learnt our lesson, always know when there is pasar malam, we don't want history to repeat again, do we?? (^^)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-8784744940252804125?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/8784744940252804125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=8784744940252804125' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8784744940252804125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8784744940252804125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/05/nissan-vs-murtabak-stall.html' title='Nissan vs Murtabak Stall'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-3082637452133912012</id><published>2008-05-20T06:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T06:50:06.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Early in the Morning</title><content type='html'>Now is 6.41am Malaysia time. I'm in MAlaysia anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I doing up so early?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insomnia??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is orientation day!! Today will be the first day I will meet with new people within my new course of study. The old are gone, and the new is going to come. I am kinda nervous, I would say, as it would be so different this time round, after spending a year with the same people in my foundation in science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how are my friends doing in Kampar and Setapak? I am sure they will enjoy themselves in their new campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up so early in the morning is such a struggle for me this time, because for 3 weeks I woke up around afternoon. Now to wake up at 6.15 am, that is ridiculous. Thank goodness I chose what I want to wear the night before, so I do not have to wake up earlier to find myself changing set by set, shirt by shirt, pants by pants, skirt by skirt. Whoosh.. though I still look funny, but at least, still presentable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what color will my T-shirt be this time? No green please, got that before. Lol.. Hope some other nicer colors. And what kind fo file?? No pocket file please, maybe the same as the previous time. And I might be getting some problem when taking photos for the student ID. Aihz.. Forget about those... Thinking too much. Haha... Think of what to eat is better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old Town ?? It's been quite a long time since the last time I went there.. MAybe I can go today, hopefully my friend wanna join me. He's ma driver... haha.. (^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just a simple update about what will be going on today, and well.. Hope I enjoy it!! Yawn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care everyone... Peace..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-3082637452133912012?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/3082637452133912012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=3082637452133912012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/3082637452133912012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/3082637452133912012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/05/early-in-morning.html' title='Early in the Morning'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-4379558611314969905</id><published>2008-05-16T09:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T10:29:32.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wassup??</title><content type='html'>Nothing, to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a real boring for me, the fact that there is nothing much for me to do now. But lately, I bought myself a new book. Let me talk a little about it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this book is about a TV host, here name is Lu Yu, a lady from China. If you have Astro, you will be able to view her talk show there. Her talk show is one of my favorite, other than Oprah Winfrey ( which happens to be her favorite too... cool! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the book was about her whole experience and how it all started for her to adopt a style very much like Oprah's and how it became a success. But what is most important around it was the perseverance and determination. I was reading it yesterday night, and I have this feeling of tremendous discomfort lying deep withing my heart, and I was asking myself why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The basic reason was I do not know if one day I will be able to make it happen for myself. I am still in the midst of building my confidence to trust myself, and to tell myself that I am capable. well, I can never be perfect, but yet, I hope that one day I can make my own history and be the benchmark within my own industry that I lay my life in. Gonna stop about the book right here, cause the others are still on its way, still reading in other sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got back my SE phone, after so many months. Gosh... But finally, and all thanks to my mum!! (^^) I gave my mum a sum of money and told her that she could buy anything she wanted, cause if I buy, probably it would not be the thing that she wants. So I gave her the money, and she ended up getting the phone back for me, and above all that, she actually chip in a sum in order to pay it off. So touched!! I love you mummy!! Well, I don't really say this, cause action speak louder than words. Muahaha... at night we went for a scrumptious dinner at the restaurant and laughed our heads off at home while watching a DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;老师嫁老大 ( Ah Long pt. ltd ) !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else did I do during the hols??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh... I watched the movies which I never got the chance to watch last year due to busyness. So I watched ' Secret ', and another one was ' Kung Fu dunk '..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's talk about ' Secret ' first.. This show depicts the story of a pair of lovers from music school. You might think that they are just normal lovers, but in actual fact, they are not. Haha... Hmm... think about it, should I tell you or should I not tell you.. Well, it's been so long ago, no problem telling. This story is a bit interesting in the fact that halfway through the show, it became a little bit like ghost story already. Haha... but the story evolves around 2 people who are from a different time falling in love with one another.. illogical?? Totally! And the illogical thing happened because the girl( who has asthma ) found a music score hidden below the old grand piano she was practicing on. And as she was playing the music on the old piano ( it only happens when you play it on the old piano in the old piano room ), she brought herself into the future and there she met the guy whom she fell in love with. But things got a little confusing around here and there and it drove me a bit nuts. Haha.. but I think, I repeat, I think, that the first person she sees will be the only person who can see her.Other than that, she is invisible. (^^) Interesting hah?? People thought she was crazy to be able to travel into the future and they thought she has mental illness, but eventually, the father of the young man knew the truth but it was too late. The young man who learnt the song from the girl went back to the old piano room ( it was being broken down at that time, they are replacing the block with a new one ), and played the song there while the machines are tearing down the building. Very very nervous that time. His father was running his way to get his son, but too late ....... !!!! The young man pressed the key for the last note and at that same time, the big metal ball ( the one which they use when they wanna bang the building and make it come crashing down... you know?? you know ??? ) came in and knocked everything away. But haha!! The young man is in the past liao, with the girl, and so you see his face in the old photos... COOL!! How I wish I can do that, but cheh.. last time TV black and white one.. not nice.. haha.. but the story went a bit fast, and a bit confusing at times. (^^) Can't tell you everything, because I am very long breath ( 长气 = chang qi = chiong hei ). Lol.. go and find the DVD and watch la.. haha... (^^) I particularly like the piano challenge part. Whoosh.. very nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, 'Kung Fu Dunk'. Quite an idiotic but nice show at the same time. Where on earth does basketball tournaments allow people to fight and kick and kung fu around one?? Only in this show... HAha... but it was quite a comedy, though not all the time. (^^) Hong Kong actors work together with Taiwan actors, very interesting. Suddenly Cantonese, suddenly Mandarin.. So weird.. Anyway, it talks about a young man who was abandoned since young near a basketball court, who has the best aim on earth.. So it means that he can shoot a basketball into the net each and everytime. ( don't sound right, but you know what I mean la ... ) How I wish I have that ability, then everytime throw rubbish or anything, no need to get up.. Haha.. And he becam a big star before he found out that he is the son of a rich man, very very rich man. (^^) haha. this one I can't tell much, cause you have to watch la.. If you want to, but the kung fu and basketball thing is so so... speechless.. Kungfu on a basketball court.. fantasy???? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I watched these few shows, and laughed a few rounds, and played more than 1500 rounds of Freecell, with my eyes almost popping out like goldfish.. That's all I have been doing during the hols. Hehe... (^^) Meaningless?? yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to write, have orientation next tuesday, and my friends are leaving to Kampar tomorrow. Sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.. wrote too much, I shall stop now.. Tata..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-4379558611314969905?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/4379558611314969905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=4379558611314969905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/4379558611314969905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/4379558611314969905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/05/wassup.html' title='Wassup??'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-4395438209757832765</id><published>2008-05-16T09:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T09:55:34.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>琴声</title><content type='html'>隐藏了千年的恋爱弹奏曲&lt;br /&gt;你一不小心地获在手里&lt;br /&gt;你的手指尖慢慢地发挥它魔力&lt;br /&gt;让历史重演在我们脑海里&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那片已失传的故事让我们成了主角&lt;br /&gt;去体会所有故事情节&lt;br /&gt;过着同样的季节    爱情花香蔓延&lt;br /&gt;这历史演起来有点特别   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我在从前    你在未来&lt;br /&gt;我们的爱情篇是否不会存在&lt;br /&gt;穿越时间    琴普记载我们的爱情篇&lt;br /&gt;旋律让我们在新的世纪相见&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;遗憾从前    珍惜现在&lt;br /&gt;时间再也不会是我们的阻碍&lt;br /&gt;旧琴上手指跳弹    琴声里相信将来&lt;br /&gt;让我们的旋律有加上节拍&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-4395438209757832765?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/4395438209757832765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=4395438209757832765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/4395438209757832765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/4395438209757832765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='琴声'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-7924059266207825374</id><published>2008-05-16T09:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T09:55:04.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the citizens of Sichuan</title><content type='html'>Guess we all know what happened in Sichuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An earthquake of 7.9 magnitude hit the province and now thousands are homeless and thousands are dead. Children turned orphans in just minutes and parents turned heartache to find that their children are gone. Natural, it was all natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We who live in Malaysia have been blessed constantly that none of these disasters happened to us, and the most that happened was just a tsunami that did not really hit us much. And yet we often complain of so many things and despised that thought of being contented. Very much like a sin I would say, very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are aiding those in Sichuan, and interviewers went to interview these children, talk to them. Tears were streaming down the cheeks of those who were there to see the innocent losing love. They cried, and so will we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead of sitting around and cry, let's try to find ways to help them. Even if you don't have riches, there is always one thing that you can give -  a prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say a simple prayer and that will make a difference, even if you do not know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-7924059266207825374?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/7924059266207825374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=7924059266207825374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/7924059266207825374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/7924059266207825374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-citizens-of-sichuan.html' title='For the citizens of Sichuan'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-5748622679862646793</id><published>2008-05-06T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T21:43:37.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Break in</title><content type='html'>Scary..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening went to have dinner with parents in mamak, and when we got back to the car, we realised that someone broke into the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness there was nothing valuable in there and nothing else was stolen, radio was also intact. Just like half an hour only, the broke in happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People o people, please take note, be very careful everytime to not leave anything valuable in the car..(^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a terrible shock.. anyway, be careful la ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-5748622679862646793?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/5748622679862646793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=5748622679862646793' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/5748622679862646793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/5748622679862646793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/05/break-in.html' title='Break in'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-6765630951404045918</id><published>2008-05-03T15:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T15:54:11.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update ( unfinished )</title><content type='html'>Count the days, and it's been a long time since I last updated the blog. (^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I really have nothing much to update about, so I shall just post some crap here. Haha.. not totally though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been spending quite some time trying to train the sensitivity of my ears, but still failed. Hahah... Trying to see how well I can catch the lyrics of singers who have problem with diction, and failed.. haha... don't talk about trying to catch music notes, impossible!! I can't even differentiate Do and Re.. hahah..... talk about me learning music.. forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah... been so bored until I felt like plunging down from Twin Towers and get some excitement ( I am acrophobic ).. who knows I might get some inspiration of what to do during the hols. No work for the week, because studio manager is doing track mixing which has nothing to do with me. Haha.. (^^) so I have nothing to do. ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am doing a lot of thinking about my degree. I know I won't regret changing the course, but I am worried that I might not be able to cope and might have difficulty to adapt to the new environment. Science people and arts people do have differences which might make me feel awkward and weird when mixing around with them. Bet they will be comparing many things which might hit me rock-bottom and make me feel so lifeless. sobs.. anyway, need to train my confidence and self-esteem, so that I won't lose out when I am around these kind of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have another friend who is taking the same course, just different semester. At least it might still be okay la... (^^) 3 years to study, and then I will have a lot to suffer when I come out to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about work, how to juggle the time between studying and working at the same time?? Degree is not going to be easy, and if I want to continue working, I will need to really plan my time and be disciplined enough in order to do well. Aihz... another headache, too headache until I think I lazy to type already.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, let me sit down and think more about what I wanna write and I will continue writing right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-6765630951404045918?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/6765630951404045918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=6765630951404045918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/6765630951404045918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/6765630951404045918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/05/update-unfinished.html' title='Update ( unfinished )'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-8090860405397837043</id><published>2008-04-18T13:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T14:07:44.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is a bed of roses</title><content type='html'>"... is never a bed of roses'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure we have heard this before somewhere sometime by someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, people always say that life is never a bed of roses, but somehow, I was wondering,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess they neglected the one thing which roses have, THORNS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People only see the flower and its beauty, but forgot the thorns that are there together with the stems. No wonder they always say life is never a bed of roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has always been a bed of roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rose has beautiful petals with the sweetest aroma. It's beautiful colors with the velvet-ike texture of the carefully shaped petals make this life a lot more beautiful. take a deep breath and breathe in the soothing scent of the flower, it enlightens our soul and keep us looking at the brighter things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The flower itself, the petals are what we always want in life, and everything that we desire for, and everything that we look for. It is full of good things, only good, and it is always nice. It keeps us moving forward and keep us striving to be better and better. These petals bring us the joy and comfort and peace. But, these petals will somehow fall and someday the flower will be removed from the soil,and lose its essence for surviving. but one thing that can reduce its chance of being killed are the thorns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thorns prick and hurt our fingers when we touch them, they make us try to keep away from&lt;br /&gt;them, and not feel the pain. It makes us want to remove it and just be able to get the flower as easily as possible. But roses never grow without thorns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The thorns represent the things that are unpleasant in our lives, things that make us hurt and cry, things that make us feel the pain whenever we get near them. The thorns are the experiences which we pray day and night not to have, did not have. However, as the roses without thorns are pretty unlikely to survive the cruelty of humans to remove them from their source of life, people without these bad experiences are as unlikely to survive in this world which is made of darkness and evil lurking around. The bad things to us are blessings in disguise, and it is meant for us to learn to grow and be able to live a life which will not push us down but lift us up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: Everything is always about us, how we see things. If we focus on the thorns, we know we will get hurt, and will not get the beautiful rose which is there. We will lose out on a lot of good opportunities in life and those good things will just pass us by. However, is we focus on the rose itself, and admire the beauty that it gives, we will stretch forth and get the rose despite of the pain it might cause us. In life, we must always look out to things which are better and always see the brighter side of life. Each and everytime when we see the good things that are waiting for us, the bad will just somehow seem so tiny and insignificant.We are here to strive to be better, and we cannot bear to live a life which is miserable because that life was never meant for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carpe Diem, it was said, live life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always know that somewhere after the storm, there will be a rainbow, and the rainbow is the thing we look forward to. The strom will pass, and why ponder and dwell on it, dwell on things that are not there anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just think...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-8090860405397837043?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/8090860405397837043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=8090860405397837043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8090860405397837043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8090860405397837043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-is-bed-of-roses.html' title='Life is a bed of roses'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-21504895449588621</id><published>2008-04-17T18:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T20:14:50.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just an update.</title><content type='html'>Lolz... Somebody just asked me to stop downloading videos from YouTube and update my blog. SO I am doing as told. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my foundation program is almost over, and now I am just preparing for my exams next week. I am having a bit of confidence that I might be able to score 4.0 this time, and hope that I will be able to do so this time. This might be my only chance, not mentioning that I need the scholarship too. Lol... anyway, the subjects are not that difficult, but hope I am still able to remember the things that I read and studied during the study week. Hehehe... I really hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahaha... but at the moment, I am chasing after this Taiwan series called the X Family, and I am so addicted to it until I cannot stop watching, and somehow lazy to study already. Hahha... I actually like a lot of the actors inside, hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of them is so cool in the show, and whoosh!!! Hahaha... the typical looking-cool-and-can-handle-every-situation character. Hahaha... Very nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one as a lot like a money-maniac like me. Haha... everything also count and count.. I can so relate to that... So, Me likey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another one is a crazy girl after handsome guys.. Lol.. I can't relate to that though, cause I don't do that.. But hm... great guts if ever a girl will go crazy and be like so obvious to the guy.. As if no fear of rejection, just a whole lot of jealousy. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I specially like the grandpa in the show because his role in the show is so funny!! Hilarious!! Lol.. Very very interesting.. (^^) I will try to find some pictures to post about this show someday.. Muahaha... if I ever am able too lo.. Connection at home is really hopeless.. (**)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol... anyways, getting lazy, very dangerous. My laptop got formatted not very long ago, and now I have lost my Chinese Star and am not able to type any chinese characters. Very sad, cause I need the chinese characters to find some stuff. Ended up I need to type in English and find the chinese characters I need. Lolz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now I am sitting in the mamak stall typing this post, because I am not able to have a smooth connection at home. Lolz.. terrible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... what else do I want to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes... we went to karaoke the other as a farewell for the whole tutorial class, and I was having quite a lot of fun, but lolz... my singing sucked, cause I dono why... muahahha... usually it ain't like that. Hahaha... We had a great deal of fun, I was actually feeling a bit nostalgic now because I think I am really gonna miss them very much after this. I managed to change my course from Biotechnology to Broadcasting and am going to stay in PJ and start all over again as in making new friends and new environment. I will only see them again next year, and who knows, both sides might not bother to say hello then?? Hahaha.. well, don't think too far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally tasted JCo donuts, and thanks Li Yi!! Tiramisu!! OOssshhh.... creamy..... Hehehe... gonna buy myself more next time if I ever get to go somewhere that had JCo donuts.. muahahaha... (^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is all for now.. hehehe... until next time la... (^^)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-21504895449588621?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/21504895449588621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=21504895449588621' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/21504895449588621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/21504895449588621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-update.html' title='Just an update.'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-1452314001688571415</id><published>2008-04-01T13:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T13:32:25.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babbling...</title><content type='html'>I want to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep sleep sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep sleep sleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I want to sleep. This morning I woke up, and I felt like missing the 8am class, but dad said that he needs to go out for an appointment by 10am, so we need to leave by 9am anyway, so I just woke up and attended the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so torturing. Not because of the lecturer, but because my eyes were as heavy as 100 tons and I could barely keep my eyes open. But if I ever try to shut my eyes, I know my name will ring through the air and later on I won't be having a good time, because my lecturer likes to bully! X(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sat through the class with the heaviest eyes and a big panda look ( panda bear me... anybody wanna gimme bamboo?? ) But today my friends gave me a belated birthday present... Was so happy ad touched. So seldom I get birthday present. Hahaha... So happy lo.. (^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks gurls!! Thank you o!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we went to Old Town there and eat. Honestly speaking, I am very bored with that place already. This is because I went there like multiple times and I have almost tasted everything that can be tasted there, so everything seems so boring and normal to me now. But they opened a new Hong Kong cuisine shope there, and maybe someday I will go there and try ( after I get a lot of money la.. now so broke liao.. huhuhu )...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Secret Recipe. It's been a long time since I last went there. Nice food, but very expensive la. Anyway, I need to get more money first. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next friday, we will be going to Sunway Pyramid for class farewell. This is because this is the last semester that we will be spending together. We spent one whole year together, and although at times there are many things which we do not like about other people or there are things that just cause a pain in the neck, it is hard to deny that we will not miss the people we spent the whole year with. So we will go for Karaoke, and sing until our throat hurts and lungs burst ( wow... rhymes la.. ).. Can't wait for that. Next friday will be the last day.. Hehehe.. but need to save money now.. sobs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam timetable also out liao... Three days of exam in a week, and then that will be the end. We will have one extra week of holiday then. So cool!! After that we will go for degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have exams on 21st, 23rd and 25th of April, Eng, Managment and last of all Web Page. I sure hope I can get 4.0 this time. Hahaha... should be able to. have a lot of time for revision, and hope I won't get lazy. hahaha...  I always get lazy one. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. nothing much till now.. oo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished the group discussion assignment, and everything went pretty okay, but of course, glitches here and there, but still fine la. Hahah.. quite happy that it is over now. The next lecture class I can miss and say bye bye lo.. haha... happy la.. hahaha... (^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la.. write too much le.. haha... stop for now la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dum dum dum dum dum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmmmm hmmmmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-1452314001688571415?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/1452314001688571415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=1452314001688571415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/1452314001688571415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/1452314001688571415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/04/babbling.html' title='Babbling...'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-8652595509664636760</id><published>2008-04-01T13:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T13:18:14.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tolonglah.........</title><content type='html'>Kerja kursus sudah habis, sekarang semua orang sudah rasa lebih senang hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, saya kini akan jadi tofu kering. Tofu kering sebab sudah tak ada duit lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teruk betul. Nak beli barang pun tak boleh, nak dapat balik telefon bimbitku yang kini masih berada di dalam laci kedai pun tak boleh. Sedih betul.. Seksa lah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak curi duit pun tak boleh, saya kan budak baik? Tak boleh jadi budak jahat. Nak minta duit pun tak boleh, akan kena belasah oleh ibu and abang.. Nak cari duit pun tak boleh, tak ada orang yang nak upah saya. Nak mengemis pun tak boleh, saya tak rela and tak ingin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam mana ni? Rasa macam nak mati la.. Saya rindu akan telefon bimbit saya yang seakan memanggil saya membawanya pulang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi tak boleh lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalaulah saya ada kuasa sakti, aku akan jadikan diri saya orang yang paling kaya di dunia ini, sebab saya nak telefon bimbit saya, dan seluruh kompleks beli-belah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aduhai.. Sedihnya, seksanya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tulis Bahasa Malaysia pun tak gunanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah saya tulis dalam Bahasa Inggeris dalam petikan yang sebelumnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAK TAHAN LAH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-8652595509664636760?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/8652595509664636760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=8652595509664636760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8652595509664636760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8652595509664636760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/04/tolonglah.html' title='Tolonglah.........'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-4658823669318500975</id><published>2008-03-29T13:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T13:46:54.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My poor phone.. Poor Poor Phone.. (PPP)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="COLOR: lime"&gt;My Poor Poor SE phone...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: yellow"&gt;It is there, sitting inside a drawer in the shop, wondering why its master abandoned it, left it all alone there longing to be back at its master's pocket, used for conversations and singing out the music inside it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: red"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SORRY LA PHONE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: red"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOUR MASTER SUDAH BROKE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: orange"&gt;huhuhu... my poor poor SE phone, RM120 also I cannot afford to pay to get it back. Very frustrating in thinking how to get it back. I need to fast for 4 weeks of lunch in order to get it back. Not buying anything else, not eating anything but drink plain plain water. Huhuhu.. Can someone shower money for me from the clouds?? I need it!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: pink"&gt;My poor poor SE phone. I dono when will we be reconciled. I dono when will you be able to bemy alarm clock and mp3 player again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: lime"&gt;Poor poor SE phone... huhuhu...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: skyblue"&gt;How I wish I can get you back now.. huhuhu...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: yellow"&gt;Please wait for me, my poor poor SE phone. Don't get sold.. huhuhu...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-4658823669318500975?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/4658823669318500975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=4658823669318500975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/4658823669318500975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/4658823669318500975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-poor-phone-poor-poor-phone-ppp.html' title='My poor phone.. Poor Poor Phone.. (PPP)'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-8395533126304185626</id><published>2008-03-17T22:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T10:55:37.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survey.. stolen from people's blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/R-sMntDS5FI/AAAAAAAAAgM/SHpX52KRNwY/s1600-h/06_10_12_SurveySays-X.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182249672467735634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/R-sMntDS5FI/AAAAAAAAAgM/SHpX52KRNwY/s400/06_10_12_SurveySays-X.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Does it matter to you if your bf/gfsmoke?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- YEAP!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. How about drinking?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- YEAPPY YEAP! Unless wedding dinner la...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Do you want someone you cant have?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Definitely..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. If someone liked you right now,would u want them to tell u?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Of cz!! Why wanna keep it secret? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Whats your favorite sport?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Ehh.. I don't do sports.. They don't like me either...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Its saturday night, you're homealone.. what do you do?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Sleeping beauty....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. Can you do the splits?- Haha... I wont bestanding straight anymore...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. Do you like roller coasters?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Before meals... And mostly no!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. Whens the perfect time to have aboyfriend/girl?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- God knows when!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. If you could date any celebrity,who would it be?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- ehh... dono wo.. handsome ma can la.. rich can la..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. Whats your favorite band?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- I like individual singers.. (^^)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. What are you doing this weekend?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Help my friend with assignment maybe???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. Whats your favorite restaurant?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-dono... got nice food can dy.. (^^)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. Do you usually fall for the right or wrong girl/boy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- I think is wrong kua.. most of the time not available liao de.. (**)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. Have you ever hugged someone?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- I love to hug!!!! Huggy huggy...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. Ever kissed someone you werent attracted to?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- I must be damn desperate if I do.. NO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. Do you like anyone right now?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- So totally... head over heels!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;21. What is the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-PHYSICAL APPEARANCE!! Top to bottom! Whoo hoo...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;23. Which do you prefer, beach or the mountains?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-beach lar.. I hv fear of heights.. hahah..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;24. What kind of phone do you have?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Motorola lar.. SE went to factory...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;26.Computer or laptop?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Lappy... Comp oso got.. (^^)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;27. What is your favorite store?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Anything with nice shirt and pants and shoes.. accessories tooo....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;28. Jeans or sweats?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- I see my name, so JEANS!! Sweats????&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;29. Which year has been the best so far?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-eelek....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;30. How old are you gonna be on yournext birthday?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- 19.. ON THURSDAY!! Hebohkan la... hahah...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;31. What should you be doing right now?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Studying for a test and working on my assignment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;32. What is your favorite tv show?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- OPRAH!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;33. Color?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- I like black to slim, and green for cool cool cucumber.. (^^)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;34. Are you attracted to gals/guys smoke?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- NOPE! But we can be friends.. just dont puff in my face...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;35. Would you want a chilled laid backgf/bf or a party animal?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- No party animal!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;36. Have you ever fallen on your buttin front of a crowd of people?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Don't remember&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;37. Explain your dream car:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Nice and cool and can be driven can le...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;38. What do you do when you're at home?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- What do you do?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;39. Whats your favorite subject?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- The cute guys?? hahahha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;40. Where do you want to go to college?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Grammar mistake!! I wont answer.. hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;41. Do you like to go to concerts?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Neveer been to any before.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;42. Favorite type of music?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Dono.. nice can le..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;43. What side of the bed do you sleep on?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- My bed very small, I don't think I have much of a choice...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;44. Scariest thing you've ever done?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- NONE! MUAHAHAHAHAHA....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;45. Whats the best feature about you would say?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- NO answer for this.... (**)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;46. What annoys you?&lt;br /&gt;- hypocrytes, extreme laziness, nagginess.... bla bla bla...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;47. If you had one super power, whatwould it be?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- CRUSH CRUSH!! no la.. I like to be able to read minds and see through people!! haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;48. Ever gone to saturday school?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- of cz la...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;49. Been kicked out of class?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- I'm their angel... they can't do that to me..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;50. If you could say anything to anyone?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- I love you very much, know that??!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;51. What are some of your favoritequotes?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Dono.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;52. Are you jealous person?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- Maybe...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;53. Are you friends with people that you shouldnt be friends with?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- errr......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;54. What are two of your fears?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- hantu and owang mati&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-failure and rejection&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-8395533126304185626?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/8395533126304185626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=8395533126304185626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8395533126304185626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8395533126304185626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/03/survey-stolen-from-peoples-blog.html' title='Survey.. stolen from people&apos;s blog'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/R-sMntDS5FI/AAAAAAAAAgM/SHpX52KRNwY/s72-c/06_10_12_SurveySays-X.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-574046405731220855</id><published>2008-03-12T22:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T10:48:40.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too far into the FUTURE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/R-sK-NDS5CI/AAAAAAAAAf0/h9sNGUDUeMw/s1600-h/baby_ent-lead__200x131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182247859991536674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/R-sK-NDS5CI/AAAAAAAAAf0/h9sNGUDUeMw/s400/baby_ent-lead__200x131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gu GU Ga Ga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahhaa... I guess I was looking too far into the future... But anyways, let's talk about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we stumble across the topic of what our future will be like, especially having a family- how many children? cook or not cook?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... Funny how people will stare at me and as if they just met a miracle when I mentioned the fact that I would want to have 4 children.. Actually, that is considered a lot, but to me, that would be ideal.. Best still, 2 girls, 2 boys. Wanna know why? Go down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want 2 boys and 2 girls for the fact that they will be able to accompany one another, since people of the same gender might be able to talk and chat easier, as well as share stuff together. (^^) And I don't want just 1 or 2 because if one leaves for some other places some day,then the other would be pretty lonely at home. (^^) Friends are friends, but siblings are those that we can count on for most of the time. (^^) I really want to see my children having fun together, making noise, fighting over things and making beds.. hahaha.. so nice.. (^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I say I wanna cook, people thinks I'm crazy. I thought it would be great if I am able to cook for my own family and see them enjoy the food, while I improve on my cooking . ( honestly, I am not a good cook. The stove hates me.. lol.. ) I don't know why people will just stare at me and say, 'You don't look like those people who will cook!!'.. HELLO! Don't judge me by my looks k?hahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why time management is important. No time management, next time, I wont be able to do anything.. (^^) So, don't tell me I WON'T be able to do it, okay? hahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't wait to be travelling around while I'm still single.. I can't wait!! I want to travel! I want food!! lol.. as if there is not enough in Malaysia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gone too far.. but, no harm to think and dream right? hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-574046405731220855?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/574046405731220855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=574046405731220855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/574046405731220855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/574046405731220855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/03/too-far-into-future.html' title='Too far into the FUTURE'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/R-sK-NDS5CI/AAAAAAAAAf0/h9sNGUDUeMw/s72-c/baby_ent-lead__200x131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-5143572166278469041</id><published>2008-02-23T14:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T14:58:24.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays Phewww.... ~</title><content type='html'>It is almost over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My holidays are almost over.. Back to those hectic days with assignments and exams..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But actually, I am kinda happy that those days are going to resume. Throughout this whole holiday, I was almost like a mushroom. I spent my days sitting and staring at the big box at home, or the portable box which can sit on the lap. So aimless and boring.. Nothing better to do.. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I am going to have something to do, my brains will not rot and I certainly won't be an aimless soul anymore. But somehow, I know someday I will be typing a post to complain and whee whee wang wang about how I hate assignments and this and that. hahah... well, till then, let me enjoy th feeling of looking forward to have something to do. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am certainly looking forward to the new hairstyles which I will be exposed to when classes resume. I will either stare in awe or stare in disbelieve. It is interesting how just one month of nothing-to-do can change a person from the crown of their head to the sole of their feet. You just might not be able to recognize any of them anymore. muahaha.. interesting.. haha.. maybe some grew fatter and some thinner, and some crazier and some quieter. Whoosh... gonna be a whole day of finding out who changed what. COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.. well.. till then, wanna catch more sleep, I bet I will be panda again when classes start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here mushroom mushroom!! Bedtime!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-5143572166278469041?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/5143572166278469041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=5143572166278469041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/5143572166278469041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/5143572166278469041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/02/holidays-phewww.html' title='Holidays Phewww.... ~'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6581246066714321127.post-8279975872392774438</id><published>2008-02-19T19:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T10:51:43.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My pocket is hurting!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/R-sLrtDS5DI/AAAAAAAAAf8/FWy5myWy6jg/s1600-h/EmptyPocket.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182248641675584562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/R-sLrtDS5DI/AAAAAAAAAf8/FWy5myWy6jg/s400/EmptyPocket.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/R-sLsdDS5EI/AAAAAAAAAgE/sCVnTDiQGyY/s1600-h/Waa%2520cry%2520baby2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182248654560486466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/R-sLsdDS5EI/AAAAAAAAAgE/sCVnTDiQGyY/s400/Waa%2520cry%2520baby2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sobby sob sob..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I have to use the Motorola phone but because it has a screen problem, it needs repairing also. So I have to pay a whole RM80 for that... Thanks to my bro, who gave me a phone which has an unstable screen... now my pocket is hurting... this is just so terrible... my money is completely gone.. huhu... maybe I will soon have to leech on someone for food.. gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I won't have to use that black and white screen phone anymore. I totally dislike it!! Eeww... But there's a price to pay.. sobs.. I don't like that price paying part... empty pocket.. empty pocket.. EMPTY POCKET!!! Need to get working again... or else I will never be able to mend that hole.. sobby sob sob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aihz... anyways, just here to crap about that RM80 which I need to pay... huhuhu.... heartbroken!!!!!!! 'krlack, boosh!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6581246066714321127-8279975872392774438?l=jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/feeds/8279975872392774438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6581246066714321127&amp;postID=8279975872392774438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8279975872392774438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6581246066714321127/posts/default/8279975872392774438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jean4eva4jc.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-pocket-is-hurting.html' title='My pocket is hurting!!'/><author><name>everlasting......</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11157236618260341860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_t2rK7FrodPw/R-sLrtDS5DI/AAAAAAAAAf8/FWy5myWy6jg/s72-c/EmptyPocket.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
