<?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-1495319435148997789</id><updated>2012-02-12T21:38:28.389+08:00</updated><category term='#celebrations'/><category term='#christmas'/><category term='#music'/><category term='#personal'/><category term='#photofrenzy'/><category term='#updates'/><category term='Cats'/><category term='#rants #updates'/><category term='baking'/><category term='#swearings'/><category term='#rants'/><category term='#CCcelebrations'/><category term='#personal #anniversaries'/><category term='#thoughts'/><title type='text'>thefivefeetsix.</title><subtitle type='html'>The Metaphorical Rants and Shits.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>525</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-2826184151120453610</id><published>2012-02-12T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T21:38:28.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#updates'/><title type='text'>Hmms.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes, I'm left dumbfounded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really don't know what to pen down anymore. My life revolves around work, home, him, church and close friends. I'm torn apart; not knowing what's in store for me. I want to achieve alot of things, but everything seems to be impossible for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Doomsday is tomorrow. Hoping for the best, but I guess I'll be crying my eyeballs out after lunchtime. I'll be ever so moody that I'll lock myself up in my room crying till the next morning. I don't think I'll have the mood to eat or even watch tv.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I may look strong outside, but deep down I'm not. I'm on the verge of falling apart, yet no one knows. I feel tired. Feel so lethargic. All I want is to sleep, and not waking up anytime soon; wishing all the problems would flutter away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;God, why don't you answer my prayers? Like this, everything will be easier for me. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope I'll get good results tomorrow. Don't want to be a loser for life. FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #fce5cd;"&gt;Song: Is This All &lt;i&gt;by Vaness Wu feat Ryan Tedder (One Republic)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_t4FGuCvGmY" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, Andy ended his internship last Friday. Two more interns leaving this coming Friday. Decisions will be made tomorrow for some of them. To me, I can't do anything. I have to work to finance my study, so fuck it. I shall be awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GOOD LUCK ANDY, TZE YING &amp;amp; ADELYN FOR YOUR FUTURE&amp;nbsp;ENDEAVORS!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had an awesome time working with you all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-2826184151120453610?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/2826184151120453610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=2826184151120453610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/2826184151120453610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/2826184151120453610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2012/02/hmms.html' title='Hmms.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/_t4FGuCvGmY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-4623626731919918110</id><published>2012-02-05T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T23:25:08.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, hi everybody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another week has passed and here's the update I'm supposed to give. Minus the fact that recently, I had actually penned down my thoughts about being an only child in the family, I'm here to give my modest update ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Work was fine. Had shocking stuffs happening on the first day of the week and well, I learnt something from it. I exceeded my budget time for the company I'm working on, due to the fact that I found stuffs in it. I exceed my budget time that my senior gave me for another company, because I found stuffs in it again. Maybe I'm just too &lt;i&gt;kaypohchi&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;that I find stuffs they're hiding. Wait, isn't that what all auditors do? No wonder majority wants auditors to die.. hah the irony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Although it was one hell of a busy hectic week, I managed to have lunches and dinner with the boy. I realised I had been neglecting him ever since work started. This calls for a change, and yes I have something up my sleeves. A plan. A top secret plan. Heehee :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh and I had lunch with the cousin and her friends. Funny, but the friend has the attitude that I don't really like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, I commentated in church. And someone did not come to support me... &lt;i&gt;PFFT&lt;b&gt;YOLANDA&lt;/b&gt;COUGH&lt;b&gt;WONG&lt;/b&gt;COUGH.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;The last time I commentate was like, three years back? So,&amp;nbsp;I was so nervous that I fumbled upon my words. I hate it when that happens. It just makes me want to take a paper bag and cover my face while walking everywhere. That's just sad. I mean, sure the uncles and aunties would laugh at me. There wasn't any "Good job! Keep it up!" remarks anymore. It was just a "Thank you!". Maybe, I'm all grown up. These things are just for kids who are starting off life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, one reason why I wouldn't want to be active in church is because I don't really feel welcomed there. In fact, if I'm there always and everyone sees me every week, it tends to be a routine and well, it feels like they'll be neglecting you in time to come. I'm the "insecure" person when it comes to company and that's like my weakness. So please guys, don't blame me if I rarely attend church. I do, but just not the day you attend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On a side note, I dyed my hair. The same colour, the same hair dye, the same brand. Liese Bubble Dye's Chestnut Brown. Smarter than before, I left the dye on my head for like an hour plus; till I read the reviews on the net saying "DO NOT LEAVE DYE ON FOR MORE THAN 30 MINUTES". I'm like &lt;i&gt;motherofgod&lt;/i&gt;. Ran to the toilet and wash off, didn't really like the colour just yet because it wouldn't shine under pure light. But now, me being happy; my hair is brown under normal light, sunlight and yellow toilet lights. (Y)(Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, that's all for now. Shall leave you guys with a few photos and a video of my kitten jumping over the barrier I made. Nasty little bugger. Heh. Here's wishing you guys &lt;b&gt;HAPPY CHAP GOH MEH&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and enjoy your remaining last day of Chinese New Year 2012! Please crack the crackers at 12 sharp and shut &lt;strike&gt;thefuck&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;up after that. I need sleep, for heavens sake. Toodles~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q9AAl7sPrEk/Ty6dpXasoeI/AAAAAAAAD3g/sTTaRbN3vlc/s1600/IMG_1604.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q9AAl7sPrEk/Ty6dpXasoeI/AAAAAAAAD3g/sTTaRbN3vlc/s320/IMG_1604.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brownie the cat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C8b1TiwRsUY/Ty6dsqGZ2gI/AAAAAAAAD3o/yA9EZMDjRPs/s1600/IMG_1607.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C8b1TiwRsUY/Ty6dsqGZ2gI/AAAAAAAAD3o/yA9EZMDjRPs/s320/IMG_1607.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Crackers. Dong dong qiang!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Av9UzqydF_Q/Ty6dtivsckI/AAAAAAAAD3w/b59tq9C0WcE/s1600/IMG_1622.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Av9UzqydF_Q/Ty6dtivsckI/AAAAAAAAD3w/b59tq9C0WcE/s320/IMG_1622.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Brown :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qv7u73xzYHQ/Ty6duutEHHI/AAAAAAAAD30/qpzoeLI_5_Y/s1600/IMG_1626.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qv7u73xzYHQ/Ty6duutEHHI/AAAAAAAAD30/qpzoeLI_5_Y/s320/IMG_1626.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love this boy loads. He always make my day :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tIIOiq67g2o" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-4623626731919918110?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/4623626731919918110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=4623626731919918110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/4623626731919918110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/4623626731919918110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2012/02/so-hi-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q9AAl7sPrEk/Ty6dpXasoeI/AAAAAAAAD3g/sTTaRbN3vlc/s72-c/IMG_1604.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-7712792015862643432</id><published>2012-01-30T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T21:28:01.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Child.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Only child.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;That's the only two word that I seriously hate to refer myself to. &lt;strike&gt;Most of my friends&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;Everyone loves describing only child as a &lt;i&gt;spoilt brat&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;parents shower you with all the love and care &lt;/i&gt;or &lt;i&gt;you can get everything you want&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;or &lt;i&gt;your parents dote on you&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;or even worse &lt;i&gt;anak &lt;/i&gt;&lt;u style="font-style: italic;"&gt;manja&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-niYM7EraQEU/TyaVfwrV5hI/AAAAAAAAD3I/3IfWuZML9nk/s1600/epic-jackie-chan-template.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-niYM7EraQEU/TyaVfwrV5hI/AAAAAAAAD3I/3IfWuZML9nk/s1600/epic-jackie-chan-template.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously, dafuq?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see myself as anything described above except for my parents &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;to be paranoid of me going out till late &lt;i&gt;bla bla bla&lt;/i&gt;. See the highlighted word of &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt;. Well, its kind of my fault in the first place for them to feel this way. It's because back then when I was in lower secondary, I kind of like lost their trust on me going out because of my &lt;strike&gt;epic moments of&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;naiveness- I skipped school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see myself as a spoilt brat because I don't get anything that I really wanted. I wanted a cool handphone, I didn't get it until like I was in college where I bought my FIRST-OWNED handphone; K770i which dies on me everytime when I drop it or embrace it with water. Previously, all I got was &lt;strike&gt;shitty&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;black and white phones which was like passed down three hands, so its considered super old. Parents never bought or surprise me with a nice phone, I got it with my own ang-pow money collection back then in 2009. Like, dafuq? Back in 2009, I could only afford RM 400 plus Sony Ericsson phone when everyone else went gaga over iPhones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted a laptop ever since I was in Form 3, I couldn't even get it till like 2009 when my Mum had spare cash in hand. It's because I have entered college, they bought me a netbook HP Mini 10, which I can&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;偷&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;笑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;because it lasted me this long. Netbook. People could afford those rich ass mf laptops. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents don't manja me, although back then when I was growing up; they used to buy me toys. For the fact that some of the toys went missing, (I bet they have legs or something) I still am not a manja kid because now, I can't even get what I want; lest say a car.&lt;br /&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: left;"&gt;Now at the age of 20 going on 21, I feel the pressure. I feel the pressure of being torn apart. I am not an ordinary only child who gets the silver spoon treatment. No one actually quite understands how I feel at times. Only a small circle of friends, or maybe even just a dot knows.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am restricted in financial terms. I had to back out from studies to work. I have to settle financial debts and monthly expenses. I have to fend for my own studies. I want to get a car. I want to get a degree. Finance wise, I'm not up to par just yet. Even though I earn a small meager sum each month, I still look forward to give cash back to the family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Why I want to buy a car? It's because there are three drivers in the house, one car. The Volvo had already worn out. The Saga is as old as me. Imagine we, using the Saga in the long run; somehow it could fall apart due to the ancient age, right? But all Mum could do was reprimand me on my idea of having it. &lt;strike&gt;I was just thinking of buying this, for the family.&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;And happily, my Dad said he wanted to relive the Volvo. Like, dafuq? Insurance and road tax for this ancient car seriously kills.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I want to get a degree so that I could earn more. Right now, I feel so torn apart; not knowing what to do next. After those war on words we had just now, it left me thinking; does my family really understand my good intentions? It's not that I'm not helping or anything, I did. I paid for this month's bills willingly out of my red packet collections. Isn't what &lt;i&gt;thoughts that counts&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;are all about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What my Dad said on Saturday really hurts me alot. I ended up in tears all the way to church because of it. Seriously, from my point of view; I should be thankful that I have a job in hand. I should be thankful that my boss accepts me for where I am right now, even though I have yet to complete my course. I should be thankful that I'm learning the traits right now this instant, instead of slacking in studies and not doing anything. There are so much gratitudes, praises and thanksgiving that I want to give to God. I could even&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;偷&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;笑 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;for getting a job in hand. Nevertheless, &lt;b&gt;you will not be contented until you humble yourself down in life&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Think, Christine. Think. Don't fall down when life is giving you shit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lc8kON-tRb0/TyaawCg139I/AAAAAAAAD3Y/m0B_Kiz3l5E/s1600/35bp94.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lc8kON-tRb0/TyaawCg139I/AAAAAAAAD3Y/m0B_Kiz3l5E/s200/35bp94.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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/1495319435148997789-7712792015862643432?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/7712792015862643432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=7712792015862643432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/7712792015862643432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/7712792015862643432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2012/01/only-child.html' title='Only Child.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-niYM7EraQEU/TyaVfwrV5hI/AAAAAAAAD3I/3IfWuZML9nk/s72-c/epic-jackie-chan-template.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-5157656408224889943</id><published>2012-01-27T21:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T21:11:00.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#celebrations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#updates'/><title type='text'>Happy CNY! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;HAPPY LUNAR NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt; OF THE WATER DRAGON! &lt;/b&gt;Sorry I have not been updating as frequent as before due to loads of stuffs happening extremely fast. Not to mention that I was in an emotional roller coaster ride, but hey, new year means new life to look forward to; so I'm definitely crossing my fingers for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, the week before CNY ended in a smoother note. Although I did permanent files for that few days before happy holidays; I definitely got to know my colleagues better than before. Currently it isn't auditing department's peak period, so we ended up having free times on our job. So free time means permanent files; and that was what Joanne, Christine, Adelyn and I have been doing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got to know Joanne was actually JY's cousin, like seriously wtf. It's like...super damn small world to even have a relative of hers working in the same company as me.&amp;nbsp;Adelyn will be flying off to Bangkok for holidays and only will return on February. Come to think of it, the interns will be leaving us soon; and we'll have farewell parties over and over again (I bet it'll be in Niniq since boss' wife owns that place).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel bad. I come in, everyone leaves. Hello! WHY LIKE THAT? :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So on Thursday before happy holidays, Ms Teoh gave me a dormant company to audit &lt;b&gt;alone&lt;/b&gt;. Much to my achievement I'm happy about; I budget my time for about 9 hours and I ended up finishing within 8 hours. Just have to wait for the client to send back my fax, which till now they did not. Happy holiday indeed! &lt;i&gt;*adds sense of sarcasm*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then came Saturday &lt;i&gt;*pfft*&lt;/i&gt; and Sunday. Went for reunion dinner alone since Mum and Dad were tired after "cleaning up" the house. That was the very day I got worried for my petrol since it was mf low and the Esso in Tebrau Highway was out of petrol. Pffttt... thank God I managed to reach Plentong and back to Ponderosa in one piece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After everything, went home and usher the new year. Fireworks blasted for an hour or so by the neighbours. We had new year prayers in front of the holy pictures. I prayed for you. For us. For the family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, didn't get to wish you; but here's &lt;b&gt;HAPPY THIRTEENTH MONTHS ANNIVERSARY BABY!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;for 220112. I wish the best for us and many more months to come. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;First day of CNY&lt;/b&gt;, I ended up going to church alone since Mum was #forevertired.&amp;nbsp;So I went to collect red packets from Fr. Lionel and he was like;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Oh helloo *inserts cheerful happy smiley face*! HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!! Where's Mummy?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me: "Uhm she didn't come."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fr. L: "Okay okay nevermind. Give one to Daddy *gives red packet* and one to Mummy *gives red packet* and this one is for you *gives red packet*. Send my love to Mummy okay?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Me: *smiles and laughters* ahh okay okay!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like seriously? HAHAHAHAHA IT WAS A WTF MOMENT lah. /trollface and everyone was sooo jealous of me getting three packets. HAHAHAHA /success_kid.jpg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Went to Jusco to shop stuffs for Dad, then drove all the way home and all the way to Uncle's place in Perling. From there, drove all the way to Mariamah to visit grandaunt and granduncle. I got to meet my second cousin who was once a member of South Jordan. I met a popular icon. :O &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; LOLZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Second day of CNY&lt;/b&gt;, I went out early in the morning to run some special errands. Then in the afternoon, I went over to Boyfiee's to &lt;i&gt;bai nian&lt;/i&gt;. Ended up having lunch and gambling there (earned like 8 bucks?). His family were like so warm and lively; and I really enjoyed my time there. Wanted to take loads of photos, but I realised I left my iPod at home. Gawddammit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Went off to Meli's place for awhile, and back to home. So, I was supposed to meet Amy like this coming weekend or something, but realised she was flying off today (i.e. Friday 27th). She texted me for dinner since Jonathan was also coming over to &lt;i&gt;bai nian&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I ended up accepting her offer. Rushed over after my dinner at home, and ate again at her place.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Had a catch up with Amy and Jonathan; and I seriously miss them both like sooooo much. Wished Nicholas would come over, but since he's not back from wherever he is *&lt;i&gt;roll eyes*&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I guess, I have to wait till next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After Amy's, I rushed over to Ian's place and ended up gambling there, not winning or losing anything. Macam macam I punya money stagnant jer. Then went back home, nearly met an accident. Stupid kancil car, may you go and bang the wall. o0o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Third day of CNY&lt;/b&gt;, I met up with Ain at CS. Gave a surprise to Raechel because I kept insisting I want to bang into her in CS. Catch up moments with Ain, and I never seen her ever since I left high school. After Eve and Raechel finished their movie, all four of us got ended up in Neway and started karaoke-ing like crazy people with sound blasting till 30.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, Ain and I bumped into our highschool classmate, Punitha in Action City. Hahaha, why the day gets so exicting by the minute. Lulz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fourth day of CNY&lt;/b&gt;, I went back to work. Cleaned the third floor like seriously cleaning it. Zul, Naz, Kak Eza, Christine and I were &lt;strike&gt;happily&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;doing our best to clean the &lt;strike&gt;gawdforsakenyears&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;mess they had in the third floor. Went home ate dinner with parents, and went to boyfiee's place to chill for awhile. Ended up at burgerman with Ian, Mel and Boyfiee. I had my first ever burger from burgerman. Okay, jakun can? But it tastes so awesome. Shall plan another trip to eat there. HEEHEEHEE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fifth day of CNY,&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I still went back to work. Labelling the whole day, felt so lazy and all. Finally got to clean finish and I daresay I wont want to step into the third floor anytime soon. Dusty like mad. Ugh :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Picture bomb now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0VYwyNDKWpA/TyKY-Ev3zaI/AAAAAAAAD1A/nSp27EOtX7s/s1600/IMG_1575.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0VYwyNDKWpA/TyKY-Ev3zaI/AAAAAAAAD1A/nSp27EOtX7s/s320/IMG_1575.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meet the cousins. A, V and Me.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xw0T2efezGA/TyKY_6gJ-MI/AAAAAAAAD1I/olgT53O8cL8/s1600/IMG_1569.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xw0T2efezGA/TyKY_6gJ-MI/AAAAAAAAD1I/olgT53O8cL8/s320/IMG_1569.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yee Sang :9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sWNN1ijLTpE/TyKZCdYWujI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/nEnYpmrFSDY/s1600/IMG_1573.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sWNN1ijLTpE/TyKZCdYWujI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/nEnYpmrFSDY/s320/IMG_1573.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A dare we made with G.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aUKPuqnKEdk/TyKZDSJA8rI/AAAAAAAAD1g/rO6NYp91j0k/s1600/IMG_1574.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aUKPuqnKEdk/TyKZDSJA8rI/AAAAAAAAD1g/rO6NYp91j0k/s320/IMG_1574.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;V and I.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NLmOsxk4Ff4/TyKdIJt3XKI/AAAAAAAAD1o/lS4xrnm4Et0/s1600/428910_10150495795991644_645251643_9148224_230988349_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NLmOsxk4Ff4/TyKdIJt3XKI/AAAAAAAAD1o/lS4xrnm4Et0/s320/428910_10150495795991644_645251643_9148224_230988349_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jonathan, Amy and Alan.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XF0QSId0du4/TyKdI5HsnqI/AAAAAAAAD1w/meQRlUPL2wo/s1600/396334_10150495795426644_645251643_9148221_669456479_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XF0QSId0du4/TyKdI5HsnqI/AAAAAAAAD1w/meQRlUPL2wo/s320/396334_10150495795426644_645251643_9148221_669456479_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uwskr2-QiNE/TyKdKtoFDFI/AAAAAAAAD14/wB_0i62SlXU/s1600/400083_10150495796491644_645251643_9148225_530013446_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uwskr2-QiNE/TyKdKtoFDFI/AAAAAAAAD14/wB_0i62SlXU/s320/400083_10150495796491644_645251643_9148225_530013446_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-62MsuauLuPo/TyKdLgV5SpI/AAAAAAAAD18/aLJ4EDnLyI0/s1600/406475_10150495794601644_645251643_9148217_1052317380_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-62MsuauLuPo/TyKdLgV5SpI/AAAAAAAAD18/aLJ4EDnLyI0/s320/406475_10150495794601644_645251643_9148217_1052317380_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--7irw1wrnQU/TyKgK2URQDI/AAAAAAAAD2I/ofFnYr4Wj_w/s1600/IMG_1594.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--7irw1wrnQU/TyKgK2URQDI/AAAAAAAAD2I/ofFnYr4Wj_w/s320/IMG_1594.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Red packets from Boyfiee's family.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HWsHmVriakc/TyKgM_hKgpI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/CACuMFTiit4/s1600/IMG_1576.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HWsHmVriakc/TyKgM_hKgpI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/CACuMFTiit4/s320/IMG_1576.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy CNY everyone. :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JrDI6tiCwk8/TyKgN_RdhAI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/D86m7Q2otOc/s1600/IMG_1578.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JrDI6tiCwk8/TyKgN_RdhAI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/D86m7Q2otOc/s320/IMG_1578.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;CNY morning with Teddy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xdXWC4Cx28I/TyKgPNd_oHI/AAAAAAAAD2g/VvbHFuvXCLo/s1600/IMG_1589.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xdXWC4Cx28I/TyKgPNd_oHI/AAAAAAAAD2g/VvbHFuvXCLo/s320/IMG_1589.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;K-session with Eve, Rae and Ain.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5QVhY8oYsTM/TyKgQJJum7I/AAAAAAAAD2o/oErlQTSSrVM/s1600/IMG_1590.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5QVhY8oYsTM/TyKgQJJum7I/AAAAAAAAD2o/oErlQTSSrVM/s320/IMG_1590.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just, me.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uzwt3DPiIWY/TyKgRwdOEoI/AAAAAAAAD2w/MjnNtRelAlM/s1600/IMG_1591.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uzwt3DPiIWY/TyKgRwdOEoI/AAAAAAAAD2w/MjnNtRelAlM/s320/IMG_1591.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ain and Punitha.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nm4kOKca5Mk/TyKgUQR9wCI/AAAAAAAAD24/ztRdNfLnvNo/s1600/IMG_1592.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nm4kOKca5Mk/TyKgUQR9wCI/AAAAAAAAD24/ztRdNfLnvNo/s320/IMG_1592.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ain and I. :O&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WlBjpzDCJ2w/TyKgV0IAAuI/AAAAAAAAD3A/I2wKv8ggRYA/s1600/IMG_1593.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WlBjpzDCJ2w/TyKgV0IAAuI/AAAAAAAAD3A/I2wKv8ggRYA/s320/IMG_1593.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Singers in making. #success&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, overall everything is fine now. Just hoping the best out of everything. Till next time, hope you guys have an awesome CNY! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Random thought; I want to get a car like as soon as possible. But I'm still considering whether to get (1) new or second hand, (2) manual or auto, (3) type of car, (4) number of years of installments and (5) tahan lama tak. Any suggestions? Please tell me, thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/1495319435148997789-5157656408224889943?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/5157656408224889943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=5157656408224889943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/5157656408224889943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/5157656408224889943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-cny-d.html' title='Happy CNY! :D'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0VYwyNDKWpA/TyKY-Ev3zaI/AAAAAAAAD1A/nSp27EOtX7s/s72-c/IMG_1575.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-5993824173359561220</id><published>2012-01-16T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T23:47:45.772+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#updates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#music'/><title type='text'>Blue.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don't ask me how I feel today. All I know I'm feeling blue, not a Smurf&lt;i&gt;y&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;blue, but blue blue. Right, I merely sighed at everything I've faced today. Feel so shit-ass-crappy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Leg got injured by the mf sofa in Citypro and I got stabbed by a cactus at Tiong Hua building, all happened yesterday. Totally forgotten about the wounds, the flats killed me today, pressing my wound and hurting even more. A strain on my sole, and painful stings on my right hand. I walked with a limp that no one even knows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Browsed through Sungha Jung's latest cover and found this. The song is too soothing that I feel at ease listening to this. He's awesome and he inspire me to make a cover for this. I shall try that in the coming weekend... right after I dye my hair, I hope. The Liese is calling me "&lt;i&gt;lai ah laiii"&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="297" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VKEq8HFDKwU" width="525"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Darling don't be afraid, I have loved you for a thousand years;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'll love you for a thousand more." &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Christina Perri's A Thousand Years&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping tomorrow will be a better day. No more permanent files please. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-5993824173359561220?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/5993824173359561220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=5993824173359561220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/5993824173359561220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/5993824173359561220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2012/01/blue.html' title='Blue.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VKEq8HFDKwU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-3312789212923166386</id><published>2012-01-15T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T23:27:01.829+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#updates'/><title type='text'>Depresssssssssinng Stitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m-l9CNl2F9w/TxLaH640XpI/AAAAAAAAD0w/0Z5SNIoHKY0/s1600/stitch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="172" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m-l9CNl2F9w/TxLaH640XpI/AAAAAAAAD0w/0Z5SNIoHKY0/s400/stitch.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Scrap the words. I uploaded this because I find Stitch so mf cute but depressing. Like, &lt;i&gt;ahhhh geeeez&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;depressing. What can I hope for now? Time, money, love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If I ever made one great achievement in life, that would be the day I'd&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;die&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;tell everyone;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Success means falling down for millions of times, but getting up again each time, and try even harder."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;* &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I never tried giving up. I try to plan a better strategy, but I guess it turns out to be a sour melon. Pfffttt. Christine, you need a plan. First thing is; get your &lt;b&gt;I DON'T KNOW &lt;i&gt;LAH&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;out of your vocabulary. Note to all: Please don't ask me questions which you know I'll say that, damn it. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Second thing is; get a car. Have to fret so much to find downpayment. Amat bagus sekali!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Third thing is; get a life. Yes you need it badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dream, please don't scare me like this morning. Rain, please don't come so suddenly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TdN5GyTl8K0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dedicated to you. I love you, and I really hope you won't give up on me. :')&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/1495319435148997789-3312789212923166386?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/3312789212923166386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=3312789212923166386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/3312789212923166386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/3312789212923166386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2012/01/depresssssssssinng-stitch.html' title='Depresssssssssinng Stitch'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m-l9CNl2F9w/TxLaH640XpI/AAAAAAAAD0w/0Z5SNIoHKY0/s72-c/stitch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-199800334993242852</id><published>2012-01-15T08:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T08:50:22.029+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#thoughts'/><title type='text'>Thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LKkor79ADR4/TxIS8ZiyayI/AAAAAAAAD0k/mTTe8J_DTuU/s1600/tumblr_lunkq50lrT1qb8ikqo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="130" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LKkor79ADR4/TxIS8ZiyayI/AAAAAAAAD0k/mTTe8J_DTuU/s320/tumblr_lunkq50lrT1qb8ikqo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of that &lt;i&gt;possibility&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that I failed my exams, only passing that one paper with a 47% mark. But come to think of it now, 47% doesn't actually get me anywhere. It's still a fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that you left me. Maybe its because in that dream, I was too paranoid, too childish. I called you back, but you walked away. Regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream that my parents gave up hope on me. They did not talk to me or even notice my presence. Really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that my friends didn't want to bother me. It's like I go up to them, but they said "Hi" and "Bye", and that's it. Friends, is that what we ought to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that the world was dark. Everything changes. Zombie apocalypse or much to say War of the Worlds. I live in fear, fear of being caught... Fear that I'll no longer see the people I love most because of the possibility of being captured by the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum up this dream, I really think that my life isn't going anywhere. Although I'm starting a new life with a new job trying to pay up the debts owed (&lt;i&gt;which can never will)&lt;/i&gt;, I realised my brain works a lil' more with those cash and love signs being played over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, I want to have a win-win solution. But I don't know how. I need some advice. I want to spend time with you and share with you my love. I want a new car so I could go anywhere. I want to be successful in life. I want to have an awesome 21.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;I want to be pretty&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be stingy. I want to use my paycheck for myself. I want to give up studying because I can't see the bright light anywhere. I want to have a credit card. I want to be bad. I want to curse in every sentence that I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. I seriously need to give a thought about life. If not, my directive of life isn't going anywhere.&amp;nbsp;2012, end of the world? To me, I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams. Do they come real? I really hope not because I don't want to end up losing you, I don't want to end up as a loser, I don't want to end up #foreveralone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need chances. I really do. Time, please be on my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the dream was disturbed by the sudden rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at the wee hours of three in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream, sometimes I'm afraid of what you might tell me. It scares me, seriously.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;*stabs own heart*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-199800334993242852?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/199800334993242852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=199800334993242852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/199800334993242852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/199800334993242852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2012/01/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LKkor79ADR4/TxIS8ZiyayI/AAAAAAAAD0k/mTTe8J_DTuU/s72-c/tumblr_lunkq50lrT1qb8ikqo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-7389142012190733950</id><published>2012-01-13T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T22:51:40.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And viola!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally a proper entry since the start of the new year 2012, and &lt;i&gt;viola~&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;as promised a whole new revamp for the blog. &lt;i&gt;(Sadly, I got no mood to tidy up my blog. Not to forget, I can't find my archives, so I'll just put 4 posts in the blog.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, you guys would be wondering how's it going ever since the start of the new year. I deferred my studies from Sunway. Yeah I know, whatever. It's soooo &lt;strike&gt;crappy&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;yappy not going for classes. Some of you might go &lt;i&gt;"Eeyer so good no need to study!" "Eeyer wtf, why she don't want to study."&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Look guys, hold your horses. I have my personal reasons to defer my studies and &lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm not very free because I'm working. Yes &lt;i&gt;*sparkling eyes*&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm &lt;b&gt;finally &lt;/b&gt;*&lt;i&gt;enters&amp;nbsp;sarcasm*&lt;/i&gt; working. I'm working as an audit and tax assistant in M.S. Wong &amp;amp; Co. Explaining where this place is to my friends, seriously made me feel like giving them a friendly punch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Friend: "Hey, you working? Where are you working at?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Uhm, yes I am. At M.S. Wong &amp;amp; Co."&lt;br /&gt;Friend: "Huh? Where's it?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;i&gt;*thinks*&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Niniq's neighbour neighbour"&lt;br /&gt;Friend: "Oh you work at Niniq? Wow, free bread."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like &lt;i&gt;whutttt?&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Seriously. Yeah, some of you reading this will &lt;i&gt;terasa&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;and is laughing in front of the computer screen. Don't deny it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, practically I help the seniors to do audit, filing permanent files and learning new stuffs. The staffs there are &lt;b&gt;AWESOME&lt;/b&gt;! They're super friendly and funny too. Oh one thing is, I got to brush up on my Chinese... Seriously fail. Everyone speaks Chinese although our Boss wants us to speak English. Well, me being me, English educated-whatsoever, I hardly speak proper Chinese. I feel like a banana. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But then again, like I said; the staffs are AWESOME! I made new friends; &lt;i&gt;teehee&lt;/i&gt;! And its such a small world because they know my friends too, and not to mention my cousins O_O It's been two weeks, and yes I seriously enjoy my job very much, thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I get to eat lunch with boyf practically everyday.. Okay not everyday, but certain days. At least, I get to eat with him :3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last Saturday, met up with Fiona. She had this "gathering" where Karyn, Justin, Rachel, Penn, Ryan and me went. Barbecue party for all of us and there was liqour.&lt;b&gt;VODKA BAYBEH!&lt;/b&gt; I don't know what my boyf mixed inside his drink, it was pretty much awesome although it had too much lime. Pretty nice meeting her after so long. Should have taken photos or something, goodness God gracious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Many things happened recently. So much sad news. Well Saarah, if you're reading this. You know I will keep you and your family in prayer. I hope you'll be strong too. When I first heard about your Dad, I seriously didn't know what to do. Weiling and I were just talking about you that morning, and later that day we found out about your Dad; it was seriously heart-wrenching. I really hope to see you and give you big hugs. Always remember, lead your life to the fullest. Daddy is watching you from up above with the little angels around him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/-RTIpnrRVDVk/TxBD8njBxcI/AAAAAAAAD0c/7R46AoIuiMQ/s1600/397469_10150518582418293_670208292_9047561_1656870282_a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RTIpnrRVDVk/TxBD8njBxcI/AAAAAAAAD0c/7R46AoIuiMQ/s200/397469_10150518582418293_670208292_9047561_1656870282_a.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And I celebrated our 4 months, I meant Teddy and I on January 9. Love this teddy damn much because it was a gift from boyf for my birthday (&lt;i&gt;it's darn expensive and me don't like people touchy-wouchy it)&lt;/i&gt;. And Teddy had been there for me on behalf of boyf whenever I'm sad or happy. Just because Teddy wipes away my tears, Ian says "Better air teddy or else it gets fungus." ROAR. HAHAHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Till the next post, I wish everyone the best in the coming week.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-7389142012190733950?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/7389142012190733950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=7389142012190733950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/7389142012190733950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/7389142012190733950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2012/01/and-viola.html' title='And viola!'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RTIpnrRVDVk/TxBD8njBxcI/AAAAAAAAD0c/7R46AoIuiMQ/s72-c/397469_10150518582418293_670208292_9047561_1656870282_a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-1102493362010343812</id><published>2012-01-08T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T22:18:30.952+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#rants #updates'/><title type='text'>Hello blog!</title><content type='html'>I know I know. I promised to update but there wasn't any. Ugh, I can't find the time to blog right now seriously. Have been neglecting my blog like since the end of last year, and I definitely am feeling bad because of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;WHY CAN'T I BLOG PROPERLY?!!?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the thing is; (1) I'm working from Monday to Friday from 8.30am to 5.30pm, (2) I'm having class on Sundays from 9.30am to 1.30pm, (3) My Saturday is given to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So by the time I come back from anywhere, I'll be dead tired. I'm lucky enough that my boyf would lunch with me during my working days. Yes, I will tell you more about it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, please bear with me alright? I'm trying to do my blog nice nice and polishing my English skills. I don't want to write &lt;i&gt;rojak&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;language anymore. It just kills my professionalism. &lt;i&gt;Cheh!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: &lt;i&gt;Eternal rest grant unto Uncle Patrick, O Lord; and let the perpetual light shine upon him. May his soul rest in peace. &lt;/i&gt;My condolences to Aunty Irene, Saarah, Evonne and Joshua. May God give you strength and courage in this darkest moments. &lt;i&gt;*big hugs*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-1102493362010343812?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/1102493362010343812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=1102493362010343812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/1102493362010343812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/1102493362010343812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello-blog.html' title='Hello blog!'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-2406514978189425715</id><published>2012-01-05T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T22:07:13.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#CCcelebrations'/><title type='text'>First Post of The Year :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR 2012 EVERYONE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm sorry but I'm going to take a hiatus from this blog. I'm still contemplating whether to change my url, or just change the blogskins, or delete this blog and make a new one; or just shift the whole entire blogging thing to Wordpress. I already made one in Wordpress, using the url that I really wanted most. However, Blogspot couldn't get me that URL because it was taken away by some retard who doesn't want to let go of the URL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I promise you guys that I'll revamp this whole blog okay? And I will tell you the link, if I change it. I will only give it to people who really reads my blog :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, wait for me :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-2406514978189425715?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/2406514978189425715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=2406514978189425715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/2406514978189425715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/2406514978189425715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2012/01/first-post-of-year-d.html' title='First Post of The Year :D'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-6803176863431499766</id><published>2011-12-30T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T20:21:55.899+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#swearings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#personal'/><title type='text'>Thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TU2UjBSbCGs/Tv2nZtKtrHI/AAAAAAAADxQ/G-DJEl9oPSQ/s1600/tumblr_lwlh8tYUIN1qe49wpo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TU2UjBSbCGs/Tv2nZtKtrHI/AAAAAAAADxQ/G-DJEl9oPSQ/s320/tumblr_lwlh8tYUIN1qe49wpo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;我真的希望&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;不会放弃&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;我们&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="alt-edited" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;爱情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;* &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Disclaimer: The following rant has alot of uncensored swearings. Please bear in mind, if you're Miss Goody-Good shoes, please don't read. If you're one of those ratters who love gossiping and ratting me out or whatsoever, please just stfu and 'x' this window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Random thoughts:&lt;br /&gt;Woman, I realised as time passes by, I don't really understand you anymore. You pick a fight on me, you find faults on me, you think I annoy you so much. On a plus side, you could gain an advantage by destroying me. Did you know how much pain and tears I go through every now and then just because of you? Like today, I needed help on arranging stuffs, I asked you politely; you did not answer. You went to the kitchen (Idkwtf are you doing), so I called you again. And hoping you would politely answer me, you mf just yelled at me "DON'T CALL ME WHEN I'M NOT IN THE MOOD". Ok, wtf. How the fuck I know you have no mood at all. You came out to the dining and repeated that sentence. Look, woman; I do so much. I clean so much. I cleared so much, yet not a word of thanks but all this fucking words come out. I WANT MY HOLIDAY. I NEED A HOLIDAY. I feel so stressed out juggling my time to study and to worry for the family. And to add matter worst, the&amp;nbsp;fucking&amp;nbsp;debt. I wouldn't be surprised if I fail all my papers again because I lost the strength to study the moment that fucking lawyer&amp;nbsp;letter came. Don't believe? Ask Fr. Lionel. He knew I lost all hopes on studying. I couldn't study, day in day out. All because of this. Yeah, I know you all think its easy to solve, but in the long run; I have to fucking pay all the debts. Why can't I fucking enjoy the money I earn? Instead I have to "happily" pay back every single cent. I'm not a money maker. I don't earn a high pay. How the fuck am I going to survive? Imagine, every month, three-quarter of the pay just minused off like this. Ok, so wtv wtf lah, I dont give a fuck about this. Now lets talk about your attitude towards me. You always complain my attitude is bad (take for example when the supervisor open the fucking dressing room door.. i wanted to blow, you said my attitude bad.). Seriously, woman; I think yours is. Nah-uh, mine is neutral unless you fucking step on my tail. Yeah, past few days you've been shouting at me; scolding me out of NO FUCKING REASONS. Then I will &lt;i&gt;fan-lian&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;at you and then you'll be angry not talking to me. Oklah wtv. Then suddenly you'll get giddy spells, cry all your mf eyeballs out, ask me to help you this that. I don't know, but I find it so hypocritical. Ugh. When you box me in the eye because of this giddy spells, it was so mf pain. Not even a word of sorry or "Are you okay?". Instead you scolded me saying I was so demanding on a sorry. Ass. If I box you, you sure demand for a sorry right? Haih.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;I don't know. Seriously, I feel so fucked up whenever I'm facing you. I really wish you would grow up. Sometimes I wonder, am I really your daughter or someone enemy whom you can just rant onto?&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/1495319435148997789-6803176863431499766?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/6803176863431499766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=6803176863431499766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/6803176863431499766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/6803176863431499766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/12/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TU2UjBSbCGs/Tv2nZtKtrHI/AAAAAAAADxQ/G-DJEl9oPSQ/s72-c/tumblr_lwlh8tYUIN1qe49wpo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-3313279012775799688</id><published>2011-12-25T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T22:53:08.844+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#celebrations'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffd966; font-size: large;"&gt;"YO HO HO AND A BOTTLE OF RUM!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #ffd966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;Uhm, okay that doesn't sound right for today's occasion. In fact, it doesn't sound right for any occasions. Hah. Well, I find this saying &lt;b&gt;AWESOME&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;because it has a &lt;i&gt;HO-HO&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;in it, that's why I relate it to Christmas &lt;i&gt;(as in Santa's Ho Ho Ho)&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;Okay, fine. Don't be such a party-pooper. It's for pirates &amp;gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;How was Christmas for me?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lunch was okay. The food tastes salty/spicy, but overall it was fine. All I know I drank tea than anything else under the sun. It made me run to the toilet for like alot of times. I was just trying to substitute water for tea to just ease my throat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sucky. My flu is getting worse. My cough is getting worse. Thank you very much V for spreading your dreadful virus &lt;i&gt;*sneeze*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lonely. I went to church &lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alone&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;on a Sunday and sat with strangers who did not even smile when they make sign of peace with me. Unfriendly creatures! And I didn't get to spend my Xmas with the boy. &lt;span style="background-color: #f6b26b;"&gt;(Note to self: Spend Xmas with the boy next year.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;Hungry. Mum came home from church without food. Dad went off to Uncle Arasu's place for food. Darn, I had to eat Maggi noodles with fishcakes for dinner. Pfft. I hope Dad brings back some shredded turkey.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;No presents. Okay fine, with my situation; I can't afford to buy any presents. I didn't socialise this year so I don't get any presents. T^T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white;"&gt;WHY CHRISTINE WHY?!?!?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MIRACLES&lt;/b&gt;. Okay, miraculously I found my long lost junior of mine. I've been cracking my head, who is this who is this who is this; and finally I found out after cracking and putting back the wires in my brain; she's Khaw Gim Ean. (&lt;i&gt;I dont know if I spelled correctly&lt;/i&gt;). She's known as Raven now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My My! She's all so grown up and so pretty. She's super darn close to me back then when she was in Primary 2. I was her class prefect, and everyday (without fail) this long hair, cute girl will come to me and talk to me, share the laughters and tears. My baby girl is all grown up. :') Geez I feel so old now. HAHAHA.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That one thing which made my Christmas was these words; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_f_9xbU3-ac/Tvc22w73C0I/AAAAAAAADw4/u1zaM_j5T_0/s1600/aaa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="127" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_f_9xbU3-ac/Tvc22w73C0I/AAAAAAAADw4/u1zaM_j5T_0/s400/aaa.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It really made my day &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Alright, that's all for my Christmas. How about yours? I shall pop my medicines and go to bed. Hate flu :/&amp;nbsp;So, here's teddy and me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--D2wqHOH08E/Tvc3gI1N8PI/AAAAAAAADxE/ZC0f_DP23c4/s1600/435fdf4c2ed911e1a87612313804ec91_7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--D2wqHOH08E/Tvc3gI1N8PI/AAAAAAAADxE/ZC0f_DP23c4/s200/435fdf4c2ed911e1a87612313804ec91_7.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Signing off with love&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;i&gt;xoxo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Have a fuzzy Christmas! :3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-3313279012775799688?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/3313279012775799688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=3313279012775799688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/3313279012775799688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/3313279012775799688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_f_9xbU3-ac/Tvc22w73C0I/AAAAAAAADw4/u1zaM_j5T_0/s72-c/aaa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-8095626206747042680</id><published>2011-12-23T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T21:38:02.078+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#personal'/><title type='text'>Outing updates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's a few more hours to Christmas Eve. Are you looking forward to the Christmas countdown? Yes or no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For me, I choose the latter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Practically, there are too many reasons for me not to look forward for Christmas. It's the issues of the heart I'm talking about. Not many people know how do I really feel about that this year, especially when I have to countdown to that final moments I step through that door.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Again, &lt;i&gt;why am I not solving these issues of the heart&lt;/i&gt;?&amp;nbsp;The way you put things into places, the way you reacted on it, the attitude towards was so ________. &lt;b&gt;It disgusts me&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;I don't know why, but yes I'm emotional over this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hypocritical. Judgmental. Whatever you could say it, but your words had etched painfully in my heart and brain. &lt;b&gt;I will prove you wrong&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I could be blamed for every damn wrong reasons. I could be called hypocritical and judgmental to friends. Whether you like it or not, suck it up &lt;strike&gt;bitches&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like recently, a &lt;i&gt;once close&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;friend of mine said I was being judgmental over some financial issues between my another friend J and her.&amp;nbsp;Although I chose not to stand by her side, I had my reasons. I stood firmly on J's side is because there were so many clear cut reasons, yet you failed in seeing all these.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, Christmas is a time of forgiving and forget, a time to let go, a time to love &lt;i&gt;yadayada&lt;/i&gt;. But again, I stand firm. Because J stood by me (&lt;i&gt;reading back our foursome Facebook message&lt;/i&gt;), I really appreciate to have a friend like her. Not only she stood by me, she also fought for my rights after all the accusations.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A sorry message? I doubt. It's more like tongue-lashing message to me. Maybe, you made use of that "&lt;i&gt;Christmas is a time of forgiving and forget, a time to let go, a time to love yadayada"&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to attain our forgiveness. So cheap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet Ghost of Christmas Past, Ghost of Christmas Present and Ghost of Christmas Future will visit me soon. Gah, I'm not a grinch! I have a heart, its still pumping blood. &lt;i&gt;RAWR!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, the cousins came over to my place. We have discussed about this, and I promised to bring them to &lt;b&gt;City Square&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;for the fun out of it. Me being me, wanting to teach them how to take a bus to my home from JB Central; I made them to take a bus from my place to CS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For the girls, it was not a thrilling experience compared to the boy. The boy's first experience on the bus, and he was &lt;i&gt;sooooooo&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;excited, till you could hear him saying "&lt;i&gt;Are you sure this is the correct bus?&lt;/i&gt;". Lol, kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, we walked all the way to the Shell's bus stop which was like &lt;strike&gt;13478619287462984762921876421&lt;/strike&gt; donkey metres away from my home, &lt;u&gt;under the rain&lt;/u&gt;. Boarded the bus which costs like RM 1.70 per person. God gracious, why is it so expensive? I bet the bus cheated us because Causeway Link charged us RM1 per person from JB Central to my house. Ass. Pffttt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I remember reading The Star newspaper the other day, about someone saying "Change the driving license age to 21 years to reduce accidents. Make full use of public transport." I don't quite agree with his/her point because I remember some &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;motherfucking&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;old uncle and aunty drive even more recklessly than I do. And I'm &lt;b&gt;20&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just because that 17 year old got the car crashed, smashed, and led 4 dead due to this crash; doesn't mean old uncle and aunty can't do the same thing. He's guilty and traumatised. Why pick on him? Why blame him when the deceased's parents' did not even blame him? Ahh, I found a nice topic to rant for the next few days. Good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So back to the trip, we reached CS at around 10.10am. Just barely five-ten minutes of bus ride and walks. We caught an 11.00am movie &lt;b&gt;ALVIN AND THE CHIPMUNKS 3&lt;/b&gt;. Okay, it was a right decision to. G wanted to watch MI: Ghost Protocol, but since majority are girls here; I chose the chipmunks. It was damn hilarious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After the movie, we went to look for bags because A wanted a new schoolbag. Unfortunately, she couldn't find one that she adores so we ended up eating our lunch in Stonegrill. A and G could even argue about the food to order, while V and I just =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Got to know, G got a place in SSI. Congrats boy! Study hard and make us proud :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The trip ended with a visit to Starbucks JB Central with the kids buying &lt;b&gt;three&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;cups of coffee. They fking got high in the bus, can you believe it? How I wish I could dig a hole and hide my head. *&lt;i&gt;roll eyes*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Picture spam time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FacAobY_MXA/TvSAtBk7DjI/AAAAAAAADvo/A5yz_2LMCHg/s1600/IMG_1525.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FacAobY_MXA/TvSAtBk7DjI/AAAAAAAADvo/A5yz_2LMCHg/s320/IMG_1525.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bus ride to CS! Look at the boy's happy face :B&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QOvz7t4B2EU/TvSAzO3Jp-I/AAAAAAAADvw/aJijHES9sSI/s1600/IMG_1526.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QOvz7t4B2EU/TvSAzO3Jp-I/AAAAAAAADvw/aJijHES9sSI/s320/IMG_1526.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alvin and The Chipmunks 3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DOvYZbUXLGQ/TvSA38X6Z4I/AAAAAAAADv4/EFMQTF6KfVc/s1600/IMG_1527.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DOvYZbUXLGQ/TvSA38X6Z4I/AAAAAAAADv4/EFMQTF6KfVc/s320/IMG_1527.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes the city view from CS' food court.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oR_yy1G7adM/TvSA8EFkjoI/AAAAAAAADwA/Dn-_Crjh_ns/s1600/IMG_1528.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oR_yy1G7adM/TvSA8EFkjoI/AAAAAAAADwA/Dn-_Crjh_ns/s320/IMG_1528.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jakun G with my Tortilla wraps :/&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AmqoZEmdzcU/TvSA_2dW4WI/AAAAAAAADwI/_1YHPoimOR4/s1600/IMG_1529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AmqoZEmdzcU/TvSA_2dW4WI/AAAAAAAADwI/_1YHPoimOR4/s320/IMG_1529.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Popcorn shy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u7MMeuZl854/TvSBHuJqZ_I/AAAAAAAADwQ/PH-PgzumTDo/s1600/IMG_1530.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u7MMeuZl854/TvSBHuJqZ_I/AAAAAAAADwQ/PH-PgzumTDo/s320/IMG_1530.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;@Stonegrill&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-de8iIga6ivk/TvSBLZNhmGI/AAAAAAAADwY/-lb7BkS0dT4/s1600/IMG_1531.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-de8iIga6ivk/TvSBLZNhmGI/AAAAAAAADwY/-lb7BkS0dT4/s320/IMG_1531.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;V and I :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8zsgYbe3XGM/TvSBQ-u9aCI/AAAAAAAADwg/rNehSzKn8hc/s1600/IMG_1532.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8zsgYbe3XGM/TvSBQ-u9aCI/AAAAAAAADwg/rNehSzKn8hc/s320/IMG_1532.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A, V and I. Hee I'm wearing boyf's shirt. :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Before signing off, I leave you with this trailer. The Chipmunks making me wish to sing like them too. :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZQmsyzBlplc" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;My precious! My precious!"&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;HAHAHAHAHA WTF. Oooo do you like Theodore, because I find him adorable! Ahhh &lt;b&gt;CAN I HAVE A THEODORE PLUSHIE FOR CHRISTMAS :B&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-8095626206747042680?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/8095626206747042680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=8095626206747042680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/8095626206747042680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/8095626206747042680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/12/outing-updates.html' title='Outing updates.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FacAobY_MXA/TvSAtBk7DjI/AAAAAAAADvo/A5yz_2LMCHg/s72-c/IMG_1525.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-4107670037674438679</id><published>2011-12-22T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T20:33:25.893+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#personal #anniversaries'/><title type='text'>One Year and counting :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_AZnRdRTR1Y/TvMiTPjEv2I/AAAAAAAADvc/0s7pR_ZKQMs/s1600/lovesB.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_AZnRdRTR1Y/TvMiTPjEv2I/AAAAAAAADvc/0s7pR_ZKQMs/s320/lovesB.jpg" width="253" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One year ago in Singapore, this little boy proposed to me. Never did I expect him to propose to me on that very day because all these while I told him "Wait for a special day", and true enough he popped that question on the day we spent our time together in a foreign country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I could remember vividly how my &lt;b&gt;great &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;inverted commas&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;friends ditched me for some cool drinks and ice creams (ps: I remember asking them to buy for me and they got me &lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NONE&lt;/u&gt;), and left me alone with this &lt;i&gt;angmoh&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;guy who doesn't look &lt;i&gt;angmoh&lt;/i&gt;ish because he's mix with Chinese. Haha, I'm bad in describing. Gawd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was freaking SHY because although I known him for a long time, it was my first time seeing him. Previously, he kept me company through phone calls, MSN and Facebook. And I remembered him calling me for the first time in his whole entire life -the day he went to Singgah Selalu with the boys. He sounded so &lt;i&gt;English&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;that I felt my English was super bad. HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He encouraged me in my studies (&lt;i&gt;I was in the midst of studying for exams&lt;/i&gt;). He was there to hear me rant nonsense. I remembered asking my BFFs to rate him with stars. I don't even know why and how did his stars ended up in a &lt;b&gt;negative hundred&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;from BFF Meli. BFF RyRy found him awesome because he shared the same name with him. &lt;i&gt;*roll eyes*&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(&lt;i&gt;BFF RyRy thinks all Ryan are awesome. Lulz)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So on this very day last year, we got together. To be precise, &lt;b&gt;under the shelter in Sentosa's Siloso Beach Singapore&lt;/b&gt;. He was super eager to hear for my answer. You should see his face, it was like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/-GSROn4ZJ5fA/TvMgZcN9PxI/AAAAAAAADvQ/-3cTiX4Wq4I/s1600/puss_in_boots_eyes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GSROn4ZJ5fA/TvMgZcN9PxI/AAAAAAAADvQ/-3cTiX4Wq4I/s320/puss_in_boots_eyes.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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: justify;"&gt;Geez how cute can that be! I wished I could pinch his cheeks &lt;i&gt;&lt;strike&gt;abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/i&gt;! So me being me, &lt;b&gt;so shy&lt;/b&gt;, all I could do was nod and he gave me a peck on my cheeks. HAHAHAHAHA OMG FAINTS ANGMOH KISS ME &lt;i&gt;&lt;strike&gt;ZYXWVUTSRQPONMLKJIHGFEDCBA&lt;/strike&gt;!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;* &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;You guys wouldn't know how much I really appreciate this boy. He's like my source of inspiration, motivation and encouragement. Not only he was there for me, but he actually sacrifices most of his time for me. He hear me rant rant rant, he went through my darkest moments and not to forget we had fun fun fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Ryan baby,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you're reading this, I wanna &lt;b&gt;thank you&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;so much for being there for me and making me feel comfortable always. I know there are times we misunderstand and flare up with each other, but having experiencing all these things made our love grow stronger.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You have shown me alot in life and have helped me in alot of stuffs. Baby, I truly appreciate every single think you have done for me and I hope we could last. I pray you'll have a successful journey in your business in your future and everything will go smoothly as possible.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love you and will always will. Muacks.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY BABY!&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm happy because its my &lt;u&gt;FIRST&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;relationship which lasted this long and counting. YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On a side note, I watched this wedding proposal and its AWESOME~! I was like "&lt;i&gt;AWWWWW&lt;/i&gt;"-ing and my heart felt so tingly after watching it. Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yaAhxg4Lz0A" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;P/s: My &lt;i&gt;Baby&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;is a huge fan of 9gag too. HAHAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Will rant about my outing with the kids in my next post. Till then~adios!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-4107670037674438679?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/4107670037674438679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=4107670037674438679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/4107670037674438679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/4107670037674438679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/12/one-year-and-counting.html' title='One Year and counting :)'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_AZnRdRTR1Y/TvMiTPjEv2I/AAAAAAAADvc/0s7pR_ZKQMs/s72-c/lovesB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-4640749378804189856</id><published>2011-12-16T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T21:36:54.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Five One Five</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Five hundred and fifteenth post.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What on earth did I rant over here which took me five hundred and fifteen posts? I'm just a mere normal blogger whose posts aren't read by the majority. Does anyone truly read my blog posts at all or maybe even tries to read, after seeing so much spams on the chatbox... &lt;strike&gt;It remains unanswered.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So it's &lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sixteen&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;more days and I'll be ushering the New Year 2012. Am and not looking forward to it. There's so much coming up and I'm afraid I might not be able to undertake all those pressures or stress which are going to be press down upon me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm just a mere twenty year old. An undergraduate who is still struggling in her studies. A young teenage girl who have seen so much in the world. A daughter of whom they could rely on in repaying their &lt;i&gt;cha-chiings&lt;/i&gt;. A girlfriend who rely on his love and care. An inexperienced starting off with her first full time job in life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What more could I ask for, but prayers and blessings; that strong will to be independent and to face each problem in life bravely.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As I count my blessings each night, I can't stop to think all those situations I'm in regarding all the &lt;i&gt;moolahs&lt;/i&gt;. After all, what I earn may not be enough to what I am paying. But I believe that &lt;b&gt;one day I will be successful&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and you guys will be my witnesses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Assets put money in your pocket. Liabilities take money out of your pocket. &lt;b&gt;Buy assets that produce income.&lt;/b&gt;" - &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Rich Dad Poor Dad for Teens by Robert T. Kiyosaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's so many questions that pops up in my head. I'm desperate for answers, but I know somehow, it'll be left unanswered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This post may sound sadistic. On a happy note, I shall enjoy the rest of my holidays before the start of a brand new year. Cheers to a happy weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/1495319435148997789-4640749378804189856?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/4640749378804189856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=4640749378804189856' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/4640749378804189856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/4640749378804189856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/12/five-one-five.html' title='Five One Five'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-7056439551294324630</id><published>2011-12-10T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T23:45:36.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasures beneath.</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone! Hope you guys are all well and kicking! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After much thoughts and anticipation last night, I finally thought of sitting down and blog a proper post. I wanted to post a "letter" to the once a special friend, but unfortunately having it here would bring much misunderstandings. Instead, I chucked it away in another blog which not many people knows about it unless they follow me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nevertheless, I said my piece by replying her Facebook message. But if you're reading it R, I wish you all the best. If you're disappointed in me; well by all means, be like it. So, suck it up; I am who I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Exams ended yesterday and boy it was horrendous. I think I've GG-ed all my exams. Even the slightest easiest question, I could even make a mistake on it. All I can do now is pray hard, and work hard. Received an offer letter from a Chartered Accountant firm. Will be working next year and in the mean time studying part-time to ease my financial burdens.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, I had to say goodbye to my current college for a semester or two at least. Thinking back, it was kind of a waste for me to write my complain letter to the management on the resit fee. Bah! At least, I could get that as a back-up next time. Well, say hello to my new college in town. Not knowing which to go just yet, but I'm pretty sure I would go for CityPro's Low Chin Ann's classes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;* &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; * &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had six hours of sleep, and that six hours of sleep could last me this long. I am quite surprised that my body clockwork is not yet messed up and my battery pack is still 25% full.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since exams were over, I had my opportunity to wash my clothes which was stacked up for like two-three weeks (&lt;i&gt;boy do I hate exams! It makes me soooo lazy to do anything but date the book.&lt;/i&gt;) and clean up the second-hall which was piled up with rubbish for years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Armed with nothing but a pair of yellow Japanese slippers, I braved through all the rubbish obstacles, getting one by one out from there. I had to keep a watch on the little kittens who happily ran about in the pile of rubbish thinking it's a playground. Thank God I never did step any of them, but pretended to be a giant wanting to squash them. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&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 style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I screened through everything, wash all the laundry baskets and containers I could find; and boy oh boy I found treasures. It made my heart tingly when I opened up plastics after plastics in search of things to throw; but found nice nostalgic memories of little things I own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lQvql6NYoRU/TuN5XPXFwcI/AAAAAAAADus/QlL1oz0eWKU/s1600/IMG_1503.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lQvql6NYoRU/TuN5XPXFwcI/AAAAAAAADus/QlL1oz0eWKU/s320/IMG_1503.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My litle tiny tots shoes. Cuteness overload. :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JDiG2T2kmjo/TuN4u0Tq6wI/AAAAAAAADt0/n-q00_HFcdo/s1600/IMG_1496.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JDiG2T2kmjo/TuN4u0Tq6wI/AAAAAAAADt0/n-q00_HFcdo/s320/IMG_1496.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The amount of shoes/slippers I own when I was younger.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ylMoDiEWuN0/TuN4y6e2V0I/AAAAAAAADt8/-jgNz8jcExA/s1600/IMG_1497.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ylMoDiEWuN0/TuN4y6e2V0I/AAAAAAAADt8/-jgNz8jcExA/s320/IMG_1497.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My long lost toy piano. Always made frog sounds with this. :')&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AS6cW0JuO9A/TuN4_1PI7yI/AAAAAAAADuE/0n7lBDocVLE/s1600/IMG_1498.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AS6cW0JuO9A/TuN4_1PI7yI/AAAAAAAADuE/0n7lBDocVLE/s320/IMG_1498.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;That rubbish load where I found my Indian drum (Y).&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ttxqVmaW-P8/TuN5C0Wo4YI/AAAAAAAADuM/fR-YIsBpCx8/s1600/IMG_1499.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ttxqVmaW-P8/TuN5C0Wo4YI/AAAAAAAADuM/fR-YIsBpCx8/s320/IMG_1499.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Kindergarden art ~Octopus.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oxodYYxBxJA/TuN5Gwl8B8I/AAAAAAAADuU/vRd_aaD98Mk/s1600/IMG_1500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oxodYYxBxJA/TuN5Gwl8B8I/AAAAAAAADuU/vRd_aaD98Mk/s320/IMG_1500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Primary 6 art~ Candle wax.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y-BwhNOwmLw/TuN5KiTyXnI/AAAAAAAADuc/RCq9wyTcPfc/s1600/IMG_1501.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y-BwhNOwmLw/TuN5KiTyXnI/AAAAAAAADuc/RCq9wyTcPfc/s320/IMG_1501.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mum said Grandpa gave me these. I washed it, and gave it to kitty. Hehe~&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vtVn3t5fhuI/TuN5QfkpBRI/AAAAAAAADuk/t4r3APUzpaU/s1600/IMG_1502.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vtVn3t5fhuI/TuN5QfkpBRI/AAAAAAAADuk/t4r3APUzpaU/s320/IMG_1502.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE THIS! I found this when I was rummaging through the bags plastic bag.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More or less I found treasures which I can use. HEE especially the bag above. I love that although its old and rusty, but hey I washed it and it smelled nice. My Dad said I look like an &lt;i&gt;Ah Long&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;carrying that cuz these days those &lt;i&gt;Ah Long&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;carry bags like that. My Mum said I look like a bus conductor who collects money and give tickets. Nice one parents, nice one. &lt;i&gt;*roll eyes*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wookays its like 15 minutes to BFF Meli's birthday. Better go rummage my Doraemon pocket to see what I could give her or else I would be soooo left out when (if) I attend her party at Bierhaus. Toodles~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/s: The eclipse was lovely, although I can't really see much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qek8RRIU7lg/TuN9p9F_trI/AAAAAAAADu0/SP77UAh4nJY/s1600/IMG_1506.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qek8RRIU7lg/TuN9p9F_trI/AAAAAAAADu0/SP77UAh4nJY/s320/IMG_1506.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah yeah Eclipse happening. I can't see on my iPod :/&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t7S9vEQrIjs/TuN9rgIJ3FI/AAAAAAAADu8/IMORn-jQiJE/s1600/IMG_1505.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t7S9vEQrIjs/TuN9rgIJ3FI/AAAAAAAADu8/IMORn-jQiJE/s320/IMG_1505.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lai ~ lai~ cover it! :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh just want you to enjoy this video... Hehehe little Jojo playing ball. Yeapp that's the stray cat's kitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tJ_EAQeuZSo" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&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/1495319435148997789-7056439551294324630?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/7056439551294324630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=7056439551294324630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/7056439551294324630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/7056439551294324630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/12/treasures-beneath.html' title='Treasures beneath.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lQvql6NYoRU/TuN5XPXFwcI/AAAAAAAADus/QlL1oz0eWKU/s72-c/IMG_1503.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-4757898405992529799</id><published>2011-12-06T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T21:40:26.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>那种感觉。</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;失望。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;这就是我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;对&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;自己&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;感觉&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;每次&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;我看着你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;我的脑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;会是空的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;啊&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;为什么一定要&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;发生在我身上&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;知道这&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;很&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;残忍&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;吗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;已经做了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;这么&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;多次&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;你为什么不能&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;给&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;通过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;这一次&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;呢&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;我不想&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;让&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;我的亲人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;对&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;失望&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;这&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;已经&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;第&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;三年&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;如果&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;我不&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;通过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;这一轮&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;觉得&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;自己&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;很&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;笨&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;觉得&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;要&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;放弃&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;我希望&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;我的祈祷&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;会成真&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;相信&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;这&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;是&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;我现在能做的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;主&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;耶稣基督&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;神&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;母&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;玛利亚&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;我求求你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;，不要让&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;再也&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;失望&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;我求求你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;指南&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;通过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;下一个&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;考卷&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;我会&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;努力&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;读&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;的书&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;我答应你。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: inherit;"&gt;I miss my Baby alot. Wishing you were here. *hugs* Will update a proper one after zee exams. In the meantime, just hear me woe about it alright? The paper was just too hard for me to accept it. God bless me.&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/1495319435148997789-4757898405992529799?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/4757898405992529799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=4757898405992529799' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/4757898405992529799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/4757898405992529799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='那种感觉。'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-6911080266761273707</id><published>2011-11-24T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T23:15:13.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updatez!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ussFbeRR4oI/Ts5doqMviYI/AAAAAAAADtM/Tlsx3IsmU8I/s1600/IMG_1471%255B1%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ussFbeRR4oI/Ts5doqMviYI/AAAAAAAADtM/Tlsx3IsmU8I/s200/IMG_1471%255B1%255D" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Boy and I.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The week was averagely awesome. I had breakfast and fun with the Boy. We had our 11 months anniversary. I went back to college to hand in a complaint letter. Had Wafu with the cousins. I had a reply from an auditing company for an interview next week. I finally understood Withholding Tax.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, pretty much for achieving in just a few days. But I still have loads more to study; two days of 10 hours class for the next two days; getting sick and &lt;strike&gt;fml&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;my jaw hurts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know why, but I'm scared I might have a &lt;b&gt;locked-jaw&lt;/b&gt;. Okay, it doesn't make sense. Locked-jaw happens if there's a cut from rusty metals, isn't it? I don't remember having any cuts, and boy I wouldn't want another tetanus jab for nothing. I had it back in Form 3 and it was scahhhrryy. I hope I'll get well soon. The other day my jaw got stuck and I had to "push" it back. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wookays, I'm done with XFactor USA Elimination. Poor Leroy! I felt he's awesome! I don't even know why Simon wanted to go into a deadlock. Geez. Disappointed. Hope you guys enjoy his elimination round song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ec0m5Ukz_4k" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Okay back to studying! Ciaoz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qy13xgNwlWw/Ts5eGbbCnQI/AAAAAAAADtU/Sj_xI9ZXI4c/s1600/704993_460s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="260" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qy13xgNwlWw/Ts5eGbbCnQI/AAAAAAAADtU/Sj_xI9ZXI4c/s320/704993_460s.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Heh. G'night everyone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Countdown: 12 days to exams! Yay!&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/1495319435148997789-6911080266761273707?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/6911080266761273707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=6911080266761273707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/6911080266761273707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/6911080266761273707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/11/updatez.html' title='Updatez!'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ussFbeRR4oI/Ts5doqMviYI/AAAAAAAADtM/Tlsx3IsmU8I/s72-c/IMG_1471%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-523272061661577488</id><published>2011-11-20T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T14:55:23.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uOy7hdbO6n8/TsiicqkK4zI/AAAAAAAADs8/O9wotVe83Kw/s1600/375279_10150378856718876_738968875_8514976_471942113_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="245" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uOy7hdbO6n8/TsiicqkK4zI/AAAAAAAADs8/O9wotVe83Kw/s320/375279_10150378856718876_738968875_8514976_471942113_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Souce: Carinn's Facebook&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Practically if I were a dinosaur, I would have eaten you up with your bones. Don't know what's going on with my emotions flaring here and there. Exams are coming soon and I have to keep up with studies. But in the mean time, I'm applying for jobs which I hope I can get a stable paycheck. And to &lt;b&gt;you&lt;/b&gt;, please don't think you're hell of great because you're studying that. Looking down on me is the baddest thing you can ever have. Professional backstabber in making I presume? Well, keep it up, because it doesn't bring you anywhere, anyways. And &lt;b&gt;I WILL PROVE YOU WRONG and MAKE YOU EAT BACK YOUR WORDS&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Makan. Makan. Sapede... Yums :9&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Shall save up energy for Friday/Saturday long hours dreading class. Can anyone lend me their iPhone charger, so I could charge my iPod. Heh I'm lazy to charge while keeping my netbook on. Me NOT Gusta. HAHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have an awesome weekend peeps!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/1495319435148997789-523272061661577488?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/523272061661577488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=523272061661577488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/523272061661577488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/523272061661577488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/11/roar.html' title='Roar.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uOy7hdbO6n8/TsiicqkK4zI/AAAAAAAADs8/O9wotVe83Kw/s72-c/375279_10150378856718876_738968875_8514976_471942113_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-3545919022941867269</id><published>2011-11-16T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T20:48:20.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WongFu4Lyfe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/StCtPtPtmkc" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I like this song because &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wongfuproductions.com/"&gt;WongFuProductions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;did the MV for Wang Leehom. So, Phil and Wesley flew in to Taiwan (&lt;i&gt;or wherever is that&lt;/i&gt;) to do the recording for this MV; whilst Ted on the other hand &lt;strike&gt;shaked legs and&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;stayed at their WFP office back in the US.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, enjoy this song, dear readers. Its nice :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/-1MjepZp6LfQ/TsOwOn6MkqI/AAAAAAAADsw/9wH4whB3UmE/s1600/tumblr_ltnl0vYhpO1qaudhco1_r1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1MjepZp6LfQ/TsOwOn6MkqI/AAAAAAAADsw/9wH4whB3UmE/s1600/tumblr_ltnl0vYhpO1qaudhco1_r1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;P/s: I seriously am pissed with my lecturer and the college management. Can't they even do things properly, for once?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-3545919022941867269?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/3545919022941867269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=3545919022941867269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/3545919022941867269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/3545919022941867269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/11/wongfu4lyfe.html' title='WongFu4Lyfe'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/StCtPtPtmkc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-664441053123259750</id><published>2011-11-13T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T21:48:23.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In God I trust.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sMJPYFgp_yE/Tr_HMPWa7II/AAAAAAAADsk/TWVQUiZ_Rgg/s1600/tumblr_lu6p87bJxs1qcci6go1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="96" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sMJPYFgp_yE/Tr_HMPWa7II/AAAAAAAADsk/TWVQUiZ_Rgg/s400/tumblr_lu6p87bJxs1qcci6go1_500.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Source:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://dietcokeandasmoke.tumblr.com/post/12581911066/true-story"&gt;dietcokeandasmoke&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Tumblr)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As always, the power of God is really marvelous. He could do almost anything and everything. I thank God for sending me an angel to save us from the ordeal we were going through. Nevertheless, I feel so grateful and thankful to my Uncle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;God bless everyone who helped me in this ordeal in one way or another; be it my relatives, friends, priest and even my boy. Prayer really works, and I daresay it helped my family and I. Feel so happy and contented right now. Thank you all for helping me. I shall repay your kindness real soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;"Humble yourselves in the sight of the Lord, and He will lift you up." &lt;i&gt;- James 4:10&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-664441053123259750?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/664441053123259750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=664441053123259750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/664441053123259750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/664441053123259750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-god-i-trust.html' title='In God I trust.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sMJPYFgp_yE/Tr_HMPWa7II/AAAAAAAADsk/TWVQUiZ_Rgg/s72-c/tumblr_lu6p87bJxs1qcci6go1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-6271343928528979486</id><published>2011-11-10T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T23:36:54.033+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#rants'/><title type='text'>. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qa7FwMcqm5k/TrvuQkhlPNI/AAAAAAAADro/KUL39-YV3AM/s1600/tumblr_lue78vLUoF1qbpwzeo1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="30" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qa7FwMcqm5k/TrvuQkhlPNI/AAAAAAAADro/KUL39-YV3AM/s400/tumblr_lue78vLUoF1qbpwzeo1_500.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeah, like that's gonna happen. Disappointed yet again. Wished you could grow balls and clear up this f*cking mess. I really am tired of this and I don't want to live my life fending off and paying people because of your mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-6271343928528979486?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/6271343928528979486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=6271343928528979486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/6271343928528979486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/6271343928528979486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='. . .'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qa7FwMcqm5k/TrvuQkhlPNI/AAAAAAAADro/KUL39-YV3AM/s72-c/tumblr_lue78vLUoF1qbpwzeo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-3149898997280348905</id><published>2011-11-09T13:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T13:29:55.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mephobia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RHlGj6LY9uY/TroIac4znlI/AAAAAAAADrg/JhrYc45_OZQ/s1600/memphobia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RHlGj6LY9uY/TroIac4znlI/AAAAAAAADrg/JhrYc45_OZQ/s400/memphobia.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Hell yeah. I'm just that awesome."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A lil' update for yesterday, everything is kind of fine now. But we still got to be more vigilant in what we are going through. Although for now, it ends; to me it is not the end until every single bit is settled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen something which I have never seen it before. I've experienced something which I never had tried before. For one day- wow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Still contemplating whether to take up internship or part time next semester. Had to really grow up and juggle both work and studies in my life. I wonder how my cousin could have done it, especially in Singapore. Stress load to the maximum.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To work in a Big Four firm (i.e. Ernst and Young, KPMG, Deloitte, PriceWaterhouse Coopers) or just a normal medium sized firm? The pay has a vast difference among each other. Still contemplating whilst waiting for my certifications on some training I attended. Talking about it, the AXP Audit Software results are out. &lt;i&gt;*claps with glee*&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I got an &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I'm proud of it although I didn't manage to be one of the top scorers. Yays!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For a great start, &lt;b&gt;CHEERS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-3149898997280348905?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/3149898997280348905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=3149898997280348905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/3149898997280348905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/3149898997280348905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/11/mephobia.html' title='Mephobia.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RHlGj6LY9uY/TroIac4znlI/AAAAAAAADrg/JhrYc45_OZQ/s72-c/memphobia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-1368134675752607650</id><published>2011-11-07T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T23:11:08.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4 and counting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dTgXBWFgi3c/TrfrI86Y4MI/AAAAAAAADrY/Bq4cNzqCy14/s1600/tumblr_lszeh0DJgA1qknrc8o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dTgXBWFgi3c/TrfrI86Y4MI/AAAAAAAADrY/Bq4cNzqCy14/s400/tumblr_lszeh0DJgA1qknrc8o1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://hellyeahjustlikethat.tumblr.com/"&gt;hellyeahjustlikethat&lt;/a&gt; via Tumblr&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;It's &lt;b&gt;Day 4&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and nope, everything seems not to be in the place where they should have been. No good news yet, so I guess I have to prepare for the worst. Right. Perseverance is what I really need now. Prayers and supports too.&amp;nbsp;Hope all will be well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;11:11&lt;/b&gt; I wish we could lead a better life without worries and fears. A happy family.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUM! I love you to bits. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-1368134675752607650?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/1368134675752607650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=1368134675752607650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/1368134675752607650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/1368134675752607650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/11/day-4-and-counting.html' title='Day 4 and counting.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dTgXBWFgi3c/TrfrI86Y4MI/AAAAAAAADrY/Bq4cNzqCy14/s72-c/tumblr_lszeh0DJgA1qknrc8o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-511135581978058303</id><published>2011-11-06T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T00:01:07.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopeless.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DClssBc5W6I/TragIUbdXGI/AAAAAAAADrQ/mWFqWwosH1I/s1600/tumblr_ltlmrfmMk71qewiu7o1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DClssBc5W6I/TragIUbdXGI/AAAAAAAADrQ/mWFqWwosH1I/s320/tumblr_ltlmrfmMk71qewiu7o1_400.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Source: Tumblr&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So much for my happy ending, my week ended with huge amount of disappointments, tears, heartaches and thoughts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Am I going to be homeless?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I might be.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's so much things happening at home right now and I'm contented to have friends and loved ones who cares about me. I shed more tears than ever, but my parents doesn't know all about it. I cried when I woke up, I cried when I sat down alone, I cried during the Holy Hour in church, I cried in the car, I cried at night. I just can't understand the emotions I'm going through and no one knows about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really want to help my family to overcome this crisis, but I can't. I earn no income, I don't hold any job. I'm a full time student and my &lt;i&gt;moolahs&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;often goes out of me. I feel &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;useless&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel like I'm such a hypocrite. Yes, I admit I have sinned. I didn't attend church for quite awhile now. But because of this matter, I turned back to God. I went for Holy Hour, I went for mass and I prayed hard in the cemetery. Feels like when I need something, I turn back to Him. Hypocrite much? Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know if I could hold on that long. This financial crisis is killing me. I've been thinking for the past few days; maybe I should take a step back on my studies and work to tide off this life crisis I'm facing. I wouldn't mind sacrificing my education to place back these jigsaw puzzles. My mind is in a whirl.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gawd, I feel like crying now. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; font-style: italic;"&gt;I could really use a wish right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I seriously need a miracle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord. -&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Collosians 3:23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-511135581978058303?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/511135581978058303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=511135581978058303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/511135581978058303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/511135581978058303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/11/hopeless.html' title='Hopeless.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DClssBc5W6I/TragIUbdXGI/AAAAAAAADrQ/mWFqWwosH1I/s72-c/tumblr_ltlmrfmMk71qewiu7o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-2681250970535161392</id><published>2011-11-04T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T11:01:11.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get a life to live.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The start of November just gave me more and more &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"surprises" &lt;/span&gt;and if you could just noticed it, I used &lt;i&gt;inverted commas&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to describe these surprises. More or less I find it quite childish and retarded, trying to be a said somebody, tarnishing their name and even post edited photos of them on other people's chatbox. Well nice try by the way, you know who you are. But hey,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ooIgtDMGu_0/TrNMh4txhsI/AAAAAAAADqo/eFz1WFIU3fQ/s1600/o0o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ooIgtDMGu_0/TrNMh4txhsI/AAAAAAAADqo/eFz1WFIU3fQ/s1600/o0o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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: justify;"&gt;WHOA! I didn't know it looked nice here. Okay, this is my first ever &lt;i&gt;troll-face-whatever-meme&lt;/i&gt;. I think its pretty much nice, so I'm going to let it stay here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;放&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;马&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;来!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'll make sure the erected finger goes up into your nose. (ps: I bet you went and translate that and laugh at the translated English. That shows how bad your Chinese is.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Enough of that surprises. I came to rant a shoutout on my blog, not just because of this; but some other drama which happened over Facebook and I don't know how to describe how I feel about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Basically, my classmate of mine launched a group in Facebook so that our lecturer could communicate with us, rather than posting on everyone's wall. That's called a &lt;b&gt;REVISION&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;group, and I don't think they understand the meaning of that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, the lecturer sent us an email asking us to finish up 10 questions on the subject. It was a PDF file which goes about 50 pages or so (with revision course notes). I was wondering whether to print or not to print, so I decided to post it on the Revision group. No one, I repeat &lt;b&gt;NO ONE&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;replied and there was this girl who went and like my postings.&lt;b&gt; I don't need LIKES, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I need ANSWERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The other day we had Mock Exams and well nearly 3/4 of the class sat for it. Oh, finally he marked it on his own! (he usually gives the student mark each other's papers and hand in the marks) So, HE being a drama-&lt;strike&gt;queen&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;king, announced that he fall sick after marking our papers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, you could even count the number of sick sick sick he wrote there. I mean, is it really our fault? You can't blame us. It's partially your fault too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/-UsEs8c-KtrU/TrNTY8MxYvI/AAAAAAAADqw/6xkR10XBBzc/s1600/IMG_1400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UsEs8c-KtrU/TrNTY8MxYvI/AAAAAAAADqw/6xkR10XBBzc/s320/IMG_1400.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X__mmfD3ehg/TrNTcAQvi9I/AAAAAAAADq4/IBJCIKddPZc/s1600/IMG_1397.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X__mmfD3ehg/TrNTcAQvi9I/AAAAAAAADq4/IBJCIKddPZc/s320/IMG_1397.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K69wJClVNco/TrNTddQlUUI/AAAAAAAADrA/GnbE2jBmRQY/s1600/IMG_1398.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K69wJClVNco/TrNTddQlUUI/AAAAAAAADrA/GnbE2jBmRQY/s320/IMG_1398.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aj6jRIWt5EM/TrNTfD8Do_I/AAAAAAAADrI/6CFY5PD7pQY/s1600/IMG_1399.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aj6jRIWt5EM/TrNTfD8Do_I/AAAAAAAADrI/6CFY5PD7pQY/s320/IMG_1399.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm glad to have supportive friends who even shared the same view as me. He's too drama till I can't take it. I hate the part especially when he said "without using brain". Like as if we never use brain. If 33 of us fail that's not the students fault already. He shouldn't blame us students. It's partly his fault too. Maybe its his teachings gone wrong. Oh not to forget, he often tells unrelated cock-and-bull stories more than anything else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And I thought he would teach extremely well in this subject. Now it made me think twice whether this was the right decision to resit his class. Absolutely disappointed in him. Such Chinese mindset. Yes, Chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Should I go for Crescendo or CityPro's revision classes? Enlighten me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/1495319435148997789-2681250970535161392?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/2681250970535161392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=2681250970535161392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/2681250970535161392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/2681250970535161392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/11/get-life-to-live.html' title='Get a life to live.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ooIgtDMGu_0/TrNMh4txhsI/AAAAAAAADqo/eFz1WFIU3fQ/s72-c/o0o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-6225965973843683875</id><published>2011-11-02T21:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T21:48:48.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello November.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hello November, please be good. October was just so-so. I'm banking on your lucks right now. Late nights of mugging and&amp;nbsp;migraines. Inner peace needed. With love~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;October did not end with a blast, but instead it gave me cute little surprises which really did surprised me and made my heart drop into pieces. Yes, I'm exaggerating because this was my first experience &lt;b&gt;alone&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;at home. Cut the chase, I currently have three &lt;i&gt;kuchifarts&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to take care. Not going to chitter-chatter about the story. If you want one, find me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;P/s: Some photos are quite dark. So adjust your seating, your head, your screen. I'm sure you'll find a way to see it. It ain't my fault that the cat is black. Hahaha oops. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/-Pa5O7DOQ5HU/TrE9Mrk4AoI/AAAAAAAADpQ/dDFsplVmSfI/s1600/DSC04454.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pa5O7DOQ5HU/TrE9Mrk4AoI/AAAAAAAADpQ/dDFsplVmSfI/s320/DSC04454.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-leKLrpfykMo/TrE9ViFKQUI/AAAAAAAADqA/BMUEEA9HZ0w/s1600/DSC04452.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-leKLrpfykMo/TrE9ViFKQUI/AAAAAAAADqA/BMUEEA9HZ0w/s320/DSC04452.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6DBWRYtHkv8/TrE9OLmoOYI/AAAAAAAADpY/DgfSWOIxGKs/s1600/DSC04444.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6DBWRYtHkv8/TrE9OLmoOYI/AAAAAAAADpY/DgfSWOIxGKs/s320/DSC04444.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qmEF-H6DV3M/TrE9Pd8UgrI/AAAAAAAADpg/jQt_Wcu9GXM/s1600/DSC04445.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qmEF-H6DV3M/TrE9Pd8UgrI/AAAAAAAADpg/jQt_Wcu9GXM/s320/DSC04445.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-inlX28BXx3g/TrE9UfvMeGI/AAAAAAAADp4/NGWynzZKqnk/s1600/DSC04450.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-inlX28BXx3g/TrE9UfvMeGI/AAAAAAAADp4/NGWynzZKqnk/s320/DSC04450.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OYd5UmALc-Y/TrE9SlYRv5I/AAAAAAAADpw/P-DKN4b9TQI/s1600/DSC04447.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OYd5UmALc-Y/TrE9SlYRv5I/AAAAAAAADpw/P-DKN4b9TQI/s320/DSC04447.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-87S5UfMk5P4/TrE9RBt4KZI/AAAAAAAADpo/_3of5iOhHrU/s1600/DSC04446.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-87S5UfMk5P4/TrE9RBt4KZI/AAAAAAAADpo/_3of5iOhHrU/s320/DSC04446.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh great news! Baby cat who went missing since Saturday night came back yesterday. Am glad he's in safe hands now. Praise God.&lt;i&gt;"You naughty little kitten, then you shall have no pie"&lt;/i&gt;. Toodles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/1495319435148997789-6225965973843683875?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/6225965973843683875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=6225965973843683875' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/6225965973843683875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/6225965973843683875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/11/hello-november.html' title='Hello November.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pa5O7DOQ5HU/TrE9Mrk4AoI/AAAAAAAADpQ/dDFsplVmSfI/s72-c/DSC04454.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-1203196220188535885</id><published>2011-10-29T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T22:25:16.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are stronger, stronger than you know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kkSybED8W5M" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my cousin for recommending this. I would like to dedicate this song to those people whose faith is currently on the brink and trying to hold on. You know who you are. Even if you fall sometimes, you will have the strength to rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Read the lyrics, its quite meaningful in a way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-1203196220188535885?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/1203196220188535885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=1203196220188535885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/1203196220188535885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/1203196220188535885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/10/you-are-stronger-stronger-than-you-know.html' title='You are stronger, stronger than you know.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/kkSybED8W5M/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-6772076154564520702</id><published>2011-10-28T17:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T18:00:22.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*ruffs*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vW6RtoifCeY/Tqp8lbXCyJI/AAAAAAAADo4/dKgcZyGEREY/s1600/tumblr_lsz3cdKDVB1r459kpo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vW6RtoifCeY/Tqp8lbXCyJI/AAAAAAAADo4/dKgcZyGEREY/s1600/tumblr_lsz3cdKDVB1r459kpo1_500.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAH! &lt;/b&gt;Caught your attention didn't I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So practically I'm supposed to be preparing for my upcoming &lt;strike&gt;winter&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;examinations which falls on December but I think I'm lagging behind quite a bit. Day in, day out, I'll be sitting down in a cosy corner in the hall and study my theory-based papers. Oh did I mention my table is a Japanese? Right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Studying grooms me into a drama queen. Yes, my emotions and hormones are flaring, frequent headaches and stomachaches; and frustrations. I don't like people stepping on my tail during the &lt;i&gt;I'm-studying-my-ass-off&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;period. I could get so pissed and mad that I vent my anger by punching the wall or throwing every single thing on the floor. Boy oh boy, you wouldn't want to know what can happen from it. The last time I did that, caused my badminton racket into a bendable shape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I admit, my life is kinda boring but hey, I have to move on in life right? Arghhh stop being so optimistic Christine. This is so &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;you. Most people know me as an emo person, which reminds me of this emoticon ///_0 and ///_. that Mae and I used to describe us being emo. How emosome is that yo!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sighs. It feels like I'm getting split personality soon. Something not really good and am not looking forward to. At times I do read back my past posts and it seems so sad that I have deleted it. Good riddance! But there's this another blog where all my emo posts still lingers. I still have its link but somehow lost its username and password to log into. Oh well, that shall remain as a part of my memory, I guess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Countdown: 39 days more to exams. Dreadful, but I think I can survive. A checklist of my goals that I aim;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;❒ Pass all 3 papers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;❒ Do up my degree during the holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;❒ Consider having Internship with Ernst and Young (haha this might not even happen D:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;❒ Consider jumping colleges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;❒ Finish the whole course by end of next year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;❒ Get a proper paid job and pay all the debts and expenses of the family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;❒ Get a car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;I really hope I would win a car. This Sunday, lucky draw at Danga City Mall. Geez.... I can feel myself driving that SAGA FL 1.3M right now. Basically, I'm that desperate for a car since now the Volvo at home is nearly being a scrap. I realised that having one car at home is seriously a chore because I can't split the current Saga car at home into two. I need the car, Mum needs the car, Dad needs a car. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;I shall do some shoutout for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meli &amp;amp; RyRy&lt;/b&gt;, I hope you guys are fine and kicking. Missing you both like ughhhh I can't even describe it. I came upon our picture the other day and boy was I feeling so nostalgic. T^T Update me soon peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yollie&lt;/b&gt;, eh babi reply my text faster can! Stop playing with your whatever that rabbit-pig name again? O_O niu niu? tutu? bubu? ugh.. I forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Good Luck to &lt;b&gt;Karyn&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;for the exams.. November is nearing!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Hello &lt;b&gt;Leonie&lt;/b&gt;, I know you are reading and thank you very much for following my blog sayang. I'll pray hard for your recovery okay? Oh you want kitty updates don't ya? I shall update you soon... today Brownie became a very very nasty cat. Tsk shall fill you in soon. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ryan (Boyfiee)&lt;/b&gt;, baby I know there are times where things doesn't go your way. But have faith alright? I'm sure God have things in hand to make our lives even better. Trust in Him, just like what you told me the other day, love. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Life, can you please be good to me?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;时候,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;我觉得&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;自己&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;很&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;没有用&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;我不&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;能&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;安慰&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;别人&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;因为&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;我不&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;知道该说什么&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;来&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;安慰他们&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;对自己&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;很失望&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;救&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;命&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;啊&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/1495319435148997789-6772076154564520702?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/6772076154564520702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=6772076154564520702' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/6772076154564520702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/6772076154564520702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/10/ruffs.html' title='*ruffs*'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vW6RtoifCeY/Tqp8lbXCyJI/AAAAAAAADo4/dKgcZyGEREY/s72-c/tumblr_lsz3cdKDVB1r459kpo1_500.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-2382385232828793669</id><published>2011-10-24T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T18:40:34.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doubts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKHVbkL_e7s/TqU7-mCwiwI/AAAAAAAADoc/0Kv9ZuAyo0M/s1600/tumblr_lsxhn27EXB1r0zn5oo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="310" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKHVbkL_e7s/TqU7-mCwiwI/AAAAAAAADoc/0Kv9ZuAyo0M/s400/tumblr_lsxhn27EXB1r0zn5oo1_400.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&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: justify;"&gt;Prayers. Sometimes I wonder whether it'll work. Yes, I do doubt it sometimes although I often tell my friends to believe in them. Dear prayer, will you always be answered if I call your name?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;This shall be an emotional post because I'm feeling oh-so-crappy right now that I feel like crying and I feel so lost and shunned by others. Yes, even my family. I don't know why I get this crappy feelings when things doesn't go my way. It's like I feel I'm being used. When I'm needed, they call me. When I'm not, I just get thrown aside like a tissue paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I need freedom. I'm already a twenty year old grown up and I'm still treated like a kid. At times I don't really understand why my parents don't allow me to do certain stuffs; i.e. hanging out late. Is it because they don't trust me? Or trust my friends? This is why I always wanted to study in KL/SG... if they give me those trust, I would use it wisely and not dumbly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;At times, I do feel that my parents treat me like a tissue paper. I'm just a mere human after all. Hello, can't you understand me? I think my parents make use of me more than I make use of them. Make use as in; they want anything I would give, they want to go anywhere I would send, they are sick I will tend to them. And when I want to go out, they don't allow. When I'm sick, they just ask me to pop some panadols and sleep. When I fail in my tests, they just criticise me instead of encouraging me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I do compare my parents with my friends' parents. At times I would think, why my parents are super unfair when it comes to certain things. I don't quite get them at all. Its like when I say I'm going to get a job next year, they would nag on why must I get a job.. why can't I study finish first. And when I say I don't feel like working just yet; they would say why cant you get a job? Why cant you be like jie jie who already graduate? Why can't you earn money? Crap. It's just so shitty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I hate being compared. I can't even fucking go out of the house at all just because exams are here. You know how crappy am I feeling now? No. Because you won't even try to understand me at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh and by the way, I felt so left out yesterday. I don't know why. Its just this crappy feeling I have. I felt left out during the club dinner yesterday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm oh-so-pessimistic now. I'm trying my best to try. Crap. You know how stressful and depressed things can be being an only child? Yes, this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;On a side note; I'm glad we're into our &lt;b&gt;10 months and counting&lt;/b&gt;. I love you baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bbg-CJ8Zp5o/TqVAcTIugFI/AAAAAAAADok/KzDIJVA-F3c/s1600/blogger-image-227073035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bbg-CJ8Zp5o/TqVAcTIugFI/AAAAAAAADok/KzDIJVA-F3c/s1600/blogger-image-227073035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We should take a latest photo of us with our new hairstyle. HAHA. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&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/1495319435148997789-2382385232828793669?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/2382385232828793669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=2382385232828793669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/2382385232828793669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/2382385232828793669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/10/doubts.html' title='Doubts.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKHVbkL_e7s/TqU7-mCwiwI/AAAAAAAADoc/0Kv9ZuAyo0M/s72-c/tumblr_lsxhn27EXB1r0zn5oo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-5069812398195106713</id><published>2011-10-17T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T20:45:05.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#photofrenzy'/><title type='text'>Pikchaa post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oVcvOjW-uG8/Tpwha7yw6yI/AAAAAAAADoQ/MaFz5Bh-U5k/s200/IMG_1374.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wookays I got nothing better to do, but that was definitely my week. Oh and I have a new haircut.. Please tell me how do I look. :O Next time, I will and would straighten my hair :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-5069812398195106713?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/5069812398195106713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=5069812398195106713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/5069812398195106713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/5069812398195106713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/10/pikchaa-post.html' title='Pikchaa post'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4SDWRo6X68E/Tpwg5lZAyQI/AAAAAAAADmg/AbqGibbUOz8/s72-c/IMG_1344.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-3311239931681122174</id><published>2011-10-12T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T22:01:48.167+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#rants'/><title type='text'>I have to start getting attractive soon.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5CVhZqDs440/TpWWErCpOFI/AAAAAAAADmQ/SnTxkQN5u2o/s1600/tumblr_lsml2q38Vr1qaobbko1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5CVhZqDs440/TpWWErCpOFI/AAAAAAAADmQ/SnTxkQN5u2o/s320/tumblr_lsml2q38Vr1qaobbko1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Source: Tumblr.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So I bet the title had attracted you somehow in a way, and for me to be attractive; well, it'll be in a gazillion light years when it happens. My self-esteem is like, red-light negative figure below zero. Somehow, I do look like the platypus named Perry in the cartoon series of Phineas and Ferb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gawd, the name reminds me of Terry the so called "macho" boyfriend of Leticia Bongnino. Hahaha. Come to think of it, this platypus looks cute. I think I shall have him as my mascot for the time being. TEEHEE. Overall, it kinda sucked to have that low-esteem in my life. But hey! I'd like to change for the better; and it'll be soon I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Note: I wish to be a professional photographer, a well-known blogger, a successful chartered accountant, a wonderful daughter and an awesome girlfriend&lt;/b&gt;. Yeapp :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Currently, my life is very very &lt;b&gt;very&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;hectic. If I'm not at home, I'll be in school. If I'm not in school, I'll be with Mum. If I'm not with Mum, I'll be with my boy. If I'm not with my boy, I'll be at home. The circle somehow goes round and round again every weekdays continuing for weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Exam is in 55 days time. I'm freaking out cuz I haven't touch those theory-based papers yet. I'm happily taking my own sweet time to do my calculating-based papers. Dayum! Gotta buck up Christine. Mastering calculations doesn't help you in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So basically, I planned out my revision by doing a checklist. Everytime I study that particular subject/topic, it'll be checked. I have loads to cover and I really hope I could finish in time, or else it'll be doomsday for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Friday will be the last day of my semester. Time flies isn't it, and next week is my mock exams. The week after next is holiday and November is the revision month. Yes, and tomorrow; I shall make full use of my teacher since its the last day for the subject I'm taking for exam.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On a side note; I hate people who skips classes for no reason. I hate people who comes to class but their mind is floating somewhere else. I know I'm not supposed to judge them, but it really annoys me so badly. Errgghh! I hope I don't see those people tomorrow. It just sickens me at times especially that Sanjay. But, who cares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ahh, back to studying. Currently missing my boy. Really wish that he could be here beside me to give me warm hugs. Today is a gloomy and cold day. Can't wait for tomorrow. Shall have our weekly lunch with him. Yay! Happy happy happy BOY am I missing you ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-3311239931681122174?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/3311239931681122174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=3311239931681122174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/3311239931681122174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/3311239931681122174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-have-to-start-getting-attractive-soon.html' title='I have to start getting attractive soon.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5CVhZqDs440/TpWWErCpOFI/AAAAAAAADmQ/SnTxkQN5u2o/s72-c/tumblr_lsml2q38Vr1qaobbko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-2117613418521565568</id><published>2011-10-03T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T20:49:23.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cpg6AUzFsKo/TolIAz-dGPI/AAAAAAAADl8/_eEtcfmgjIs/s1600/tumblr_ls3gkwekmi1qe49wpo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cpg6AUzFsKo/TolIAz-dGPI/AAAAAAAADl8/_eEtcfmgjIs/s400/tumblr_ls3gkwekmi1qe49wpo1_500.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Source: mochacafe.info (Tumblr)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So here I am blogging at home with loads of things in hand, which I really hate to do but had to do it. Hoping to accomplish it one by one. Not really hoping the best out of it, but at least I try my best to finish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend was awesome. Had audit workshop training in college conducted by AXP Solutions. Quite an exposure for me since I have learnt accounting software, so learning this audit software really pushes my knowledge even further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had steamboat dinner with Boyfiee, Rachel and Karyn. It was nice meeting them and I would definitely want to meet them again. To me, I feel Karyn is quite an outgoing cheerful person. Had an inside joke of "safety girl" in Boyfiee's car. Heh. Hope to talk more in future with Karyn and Rachel. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was just an ordinary day. I think I slacked too much for studies. Have to get back on my feet soon. Its like less than two months to exams and I only read Tax text book. Okay, I shall revise a timetable soon. I need it like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, back to studying. Ttyl. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-2117613418521565568?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/2117613418521565568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=2117613418521565568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/2117613418521565568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/2117613418521565568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/10/updates-d.html' title='Updates! :D'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Cpg6AUzFsKo/TolIAz-dGPI/AAAAAAAADl8/_eEtcfmgjIs/s72-c/tumblr_ls3gkwekmi1qe49wpo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-143030936856894405</id><published>2011-09-28T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T14:03:51.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Mum, no arms nor legs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/oGZYT50Bow4" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Tl58qufXfYk" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;centre&gt;And I think after watching these inspirational videos, I would count the blessings I have in life rather than ranting and cursing it so badly. &lt;b&gt;Don't give up on God, because God will not give up on you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/1495319435148997789-143030936856894405?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/143030936856894405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=143030936856894405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/143030936856894405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/143030936856894405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/09/look-mum-no-arms-nor-legs.html' title='Look Mum, no arms nor legs.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/oGZYT50Bow4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-5475257496672929458</id><published>2011-09-24T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T23:34:11.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#suckyfeelings</title><content type='html'>It's that feelings again. It's killing me at times. I do not know whether it is my problem or whether it is the people around me. Maybe after all I'm hated by many... not being loved like how I'm supposed to be. Sometimes, it just breaks my heart to know that people blames me for what I do, for what I am right now. But is a choice of my own, or somehow a weakness of mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They accuse me for something I never done. They use words which boils my anger. They use tones which makes me feel even more mad. They say things that I never done before. I don't get it seriously.&amp;nbsp;You like to pinpoint my mistakes, why can't you pinpoint yours? I help you do this that this that, you never say a word of thank you but just complain complain. And you say that I treat other people better than my own family. Just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet this remain unsolved, because no one really understands me. I try to fit in. I wear a mask. Suck it up bitch, you're just a mere human after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-5475257496672929458?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/5475257496672929458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=5475257496672929458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/5475257496672929458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/5475257496672929458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/09/suckyfeelings.html' title='#suckyfeelings'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-1974976017496759009</id><published>2011-09-22T19:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T19:29:08.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 months and counting</title><content type='html'>Today marks our 9th month together. Time passes seriously fast and it seems only yesterday we were at Sentosa beach where you proposed to me. Haha cannot forget that moment. Yes, it's still etched in my memory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what baby, from the bottom of my heart, I thank you for everything. Love you loads. Hugs and kisses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be there for you baby. Cheers to our ninth months and counting! &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Rzf6zBUugqU/TnscAwZB56I/AAAAAAAADlw/r7l3RQvaEWg/s640/blogger-image-227073035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Rzf6zBUugqU/TnscAwZB56I/AAAAAAAADlw/r7l3RQvaEWg/s640/blogger-image-227073035.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-1974976017496759009?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/1974976017496759009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=1974976017496759009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/1974976017496759009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/1974976017496759009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/09/9-months-and-counting.html' title='9 months and counting'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Rzf6zBUugqU/TnscAwZB56I/AAAAAAAADlw/r7l3RQvaEWg/s72-c/blogger-image-227073035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-1324555743437834103</id><published>2011-09-18T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T15:29:41.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Mushi-mushi. Picture post for today. Had my first taste of beer in my whole entire life and boy was it &lt;b&gt;AWESOME!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Call me &lt;i&gt;jakun&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;or whatever man, but I would seriously try that Starker beer again!&amp;nbsp;Overall I enjoyed yesterday's outing. &lt;b&gt;HAPPY EARLY TWO-ONE BIRTHDAY TO EVELYN LI!&lt;/b&gt; Yes you're a great T-rex momma. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/-OCSr-wKcGlc/TnWaOg2JAVI/AAAAAAAADj4/N13YXURS99M/s1600/300746_2348865797161_1115559731_32790819_204723653_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OCSr-wKcGlc/TnWaOg2JAVI/AAAAAAAADj4/N13YXURS99M/s320/300746_2348865797161_1115559731_32790819_204723653_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/-nMBjoMG7q2E/TnWZxoTvc0I/AAAAAAAADio/bXD0WNuJv38/s1600/294636_2348866157170_1115559731_32790820_615538638_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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title="U2FsdGVkX18F47UsUe/mvMi2LwwQv2y1R99z/T7WsQqXHVhIQTchRIqLJ7QcvyXVsadsprHCy/1Owo4CVKwCEdiYZ8MSwD4YeId8CjA67OhG8GmVw7NBN0lzQq7ADFdSy8Yt5LqEKhfuUzqsCmv3fjKEXgte8/N3J70DUmM/Xyvx/mGH30WuVw2ZGgl9Gw9hbNL8uf6+0QZSkrPGc8LiWoUl0FwgVt8kEJlC8Z5LI4NBxNbqoxzmzX8RrItfPbctWOuKrluBqI94V+IInQCqVFFlN0uyYEgbbRouZuvbP29hF9DX+1R8z/j0F7Getg5mxPt9AwbXaVMAzu7JuI3yZ7hiu9p2YOpPqhilt0N1gn0nh2Jv5gxW5w2ei4jikqPoUpzY0mGd1dz1EOsImkWfVQ95tCbkJhZsMlmMENH+ys4="&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:decryptText('PfhI7GgX')"&gt;I love you this big&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;so much bigger than I ever dreamed my heart would&lt;br /&gt;I love you this big,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I'd write your name in the stars across the sky if I could, I would.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(by Scotty McCreery &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" 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this big.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZVq8nEHCKd4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-1448859625538531371</id><published>2011-09-12T19:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T21:31:08.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Jolly Good Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;GUESS WHAT? SOMEONE JUST TURNED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sN7HwMOWl4M/Tm3brC8NlqI/AAAAAAAADho/GS342qFJKas/s1600/IMG_1281.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sN7HwMOWl4M/Tm3brC8NlqI/AAAAAAAADho/GS342qFJKas/s320/IMG_1281.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 wishes, that's all it takes.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So practically I've turned older last Friday. Yes, a big huge two-oh and for the fact I'm no longer a teen; cheers on stepping into adulthood. Though I won't consider myself as being an adult just yet till I hit the bigger two-one. My birthday was said to be kind of okay and awesome in a way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Loads of thanks to those who wished me personally over the phone, in P3 class (&lt;i&gt;thanks Mr Jay for not asking me any questions and I got spared from that awful metal ruler he has)&lt;/i&gt;, over Facebook, Twitter and not to forget the ones celebrated together with me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I didn't really receive all my presents/cards yet so I will repost it somehow when I receive it. (Yes yes Meli, just whack me okay? I told you I would try my best to come though XP) This I promise you. Oh and thanks to Justin-kor for bringing me out for lunch near Steve's. Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So my birthday started off with "spending time with the boy" moment before going for Karaoke with Ian, Melvin, Boyfiee and Yollie. &lt;b&gt;YES YOU DID SEE CORRECTLY &lt;/b&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IAN CHEW&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;AND &lt;/b&gt;&lt;u style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MELVIN CHEW&lt;/u&gt;. Haha, hard to believe right? Cuz I never thought these words --&amp;gt; "Tomorrow my birthday" would make them come along. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;After singing, we headed off to Jusco. Boyfiee got me a huge teddy bear. He wanted to buy the &lt;b&gt;EXTREMELYHUGEWHICHISDAMNHUGEHUGEXXXXXXXL&lt;/b&gt; teddy bear on the top most shelf, but I didn't want. And I fell in love with another teddy which was &lt;b&gt;HUGEANDHUGGABLEHUGEXXXXXXL&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;at the bottom shelf. I saw the price, my heart dropped. :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;But Boyfiee bought it for me and I really really want to thank him despite not hearing my pleas not to buy it. HEEHEE. Now I can hug Teddy a.k.a &lt;i&gt;Ryan&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;to sleep every single night. Oh mind you, he's soft. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B8_Mf1G0adY/Tm3byg5sxzI/AAAAAAAADh0/ALmdyN5CXuQ/s1600/IMG_1295.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B8_Mf1G0adY/Tm3byg5sxzI/AAAAAAAADh0/ALmdyN5CXuQ/s320/IMG_1295.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A little hand-made gift from Yolanda.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iVPBREP_UzQ/Tm3b6bWKXFI/AAAAAAAADiI/ERS4PYSvRL4/s1600/IMG_1307.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iVPBREP_UzQ/Tm3b6bWKXFI/AAAAAAAADiI/ERS4PYSvRL4/s320/IMG_1307.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Teddy fever :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0SMZ9aZKqk/Tm3b2C-lrEI/AAAAAAAADh8/QQtOOxH_Gbs/s1600/IMG_1300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z0SMZ9aZKqk/Tm3b2C-lrEI/AAAAAAAADh8/QQtOOxH_Gbs/s320/IMG_1300.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's the only one I hug every night.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I made three wishes on my birthday; one is for me. One is for my family. One is for you &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;That's about it. Shall mug on my studies for now. God bless you and everyone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/1495319435148997789-1448859625538531371?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/1448859625538531371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=1448859625538531371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/1448859625538531371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/1448859625538531371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/09/jolly-good-week.html' title='A Jolly Good Week'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sN7HwMOWl4M/Tm3brC8NlqI/AAAAAAAADho/GS342qFJKas/s72-c/IMG_1281.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-6825138041775665944</id><published>2011-09-04T21:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T21:19:48.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>不哭.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/OC1QZH5Oi5A" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;不能認輸因為,我相信 彩虹總跟著薄霧,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;會帶來幸福.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Success comes for those who strive hard for it and I believe one day you'll be one too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;And I want to be the one to be there for you in your road to success. I really do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 16px;"&gt;I don't care how much pain or suffering we go through, all I need is your faith and believe. JIA YOU BABY! ALL THE WAY :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small; line-height: 16px;"&gt;Don't give up on your source of happiness, because I won't give up on mine too.&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/1495319435148997789-6825138041775665944?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/6825138041775665944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=6825138041775665944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/6825138041775665944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/6825138041775665944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='不哭.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/OC1QZH5Oi5A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-6120692809137976434</id><published>2011-09-02T09:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T22:03:09.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cats'/><title type='text'>My favourite cat.</title><content type='html'>It was one hell of a roller coaster ride for me this week. Everything seems to be topsy-turvy and so hectic, that sometimes I wish to just let everything go and let my mind float to a more dreamy place with fluffy white clouds. I experienced joy and so much heartbreaks that right now as I’m typing this I feel bitter and I feel like crying.  Yes, I need to rant and with this, I would give a rather lengthy post since I promised everyone 3420193741098237412098357120918275 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is also dedicated to Leonie, who loves cats so much. But due to her health condition, she couldn’t keep one. I promised her I would update about my cats… who knows she could even be one of their best friend. As promised; here’s it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sad note, I lost the kittens due to unforeseen circumstances and I know I did my best to save them. At least I made an effort to save the surviving kitten, but God loved it more and took it back to His side. I named it Lucky (be it a male or a female) because it persevered on and had a strong will to live. Well, Lucky is one hell of a noisy kitten which cries like every thirty minutes. I remembered patting its head saying “Don’t worry. Lucky &lt;i&gt;guai&lt;/i&gt;,  get well soon okay?”. I remembered crying in search of them and I nearly fell into the drain because of it. Yes, I’m that emotional and I cried my hearts out while straining my ears to hear the faint cries of the kitten. But bless the Lord; He took Lucky away from me on the 29th of August 2011. T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he day before the 29th, another incident happened. That was the last time I saw my favourite cat, San San (or we call him Uncle San). Mum said he was bleeding again due to his old wound under his neck and I was waiting for him to come down from the roof to clean it up for him, but to no avail. I waited the next day, and the next, and the next. Each day I would come home from work hoping he would be back. The first question I would ask my Mum, “San San came back already?”… but Mum just shook her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly I accepted the fact that he would have gone to the better side of the world. Mum reminded that our cats usually go missing during the Seventh Month of the Chinese calendar. After all, San San went missing on the last day of it. I know, I wouldn’t hope for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday (31/8), since it was a holiday, I decided to have a drive at the back of my house. Surprisingly I saw a cat, lying underneath the van in the childcare beside the kindergarden. I assured my Mum that that was San San, but she doubted as when we called him, he didn’t turn back to see us. It couldn’t be our Baby cat because he doesn’t go out of the house ever since the dog nearly tore him apart.  To double confirm it, Baby was under my Dad’s car. I told Dad about it and he too doubted all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without hesitation, I didn’t bother what my Mum and Dad thinks. I scooped some cat food into the container and drove out. In the end Mum followed. This time, the cat’s head could be seen, and it was definitely San San. I mean, come on… he’s my cat. I would know how the way he sleep, the way he look and the way he acts! The childcare kids were very friendly and helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although San San got scared and ran, he was indeed sick and forced himself to. He was so thin, weak and his saliva was dangling from his mouth. Couldn’t take it further, I called my Dad. Since the kindergarden and the front house (my right side neighbour) were connected, I decided to call on my neighbours’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I hate about neighbours is that some of them are so fucked up that they pretend not to know and left me shouting “Hello! &lt;i&gt;You ren zai ma?&lt;/i&gt; Excuse me.” Come on! With my face, do I look like a &lt;s&gt;mother fucking&lt;/s&gt; salesperson or Ah Long? I’m a cute little girl asking for help. I walked back to the kindergarden with Dad. This time Mum shouted saying that San San fell over to the neighbours. Damn it! With that &lt;s&gt;mf&lt;/s&gt; neighbours not opening the door, I have no other choice but to let Dad climb in. But it was too dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily there was this guy who just came back from work. Praise God, Thank God! He let us in and we manage to take San San back home. Well, San San wasn’t too happy to see the white stray in our house. His name is Turkey. He was freaking fat when he came to my house for the first time, but he got gnawed by the dog and injured. So his fats shrunk like a balloon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why San San left the house was because of this white cat. Turkey used to threaten him and mark territory that San San once left his. San San might think we didn’t want him anymore, and that may be the reason he left. Never did he expect we would actually find him and bring him home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad happily push Turkey into the cats’ cage and ask me to drive far far away. I drove to the abandoned shophouses behind Raechel’s house and sped off. Mum told me that night “Who knows he would be in front of our doorstep in the morning! And if he is, we’ll keep him.” and true enough he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am seriously &lt;b&gt;dumbfounded&lt;/b&gt;. I mean, like seriously OHMAIGAWDBAHBERQUECHEESUSCRUST! He was back this morning. Dashed into the house like a lightning. Wow. Anyways, morning itself I patted San San and talked to him. “San San &lt;i&gt;guai&lt;/i&gt;. Get well soon okay? You’ll be alright. Jie Jie go work now… later come home sayang San San okay? &lt;i&gt;Guai&lt;/i&gt;” and I made a sign of a cross on his head and patted him. His breathing was kind of weird… there’s this &lt;i&gt;hiii-hiii&lt;/i&gt; sound everytime when he breathes out. I guess its like a puncture wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happily I thought I could see him this evening. Unfortunately, San San died at 4.45ish in the evening. I don’t know how to feel. I feel sad, depressed. I cried silently in my room, over the phone with Boyfiee behind my parents’ back. I was devastated. Every cat that I love so much will never die in front of my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum said that he died in a painful death. He meowed the loudest meow before he passed on. He was unlike his sister who just died silently. But the most surprising thing was, he could jump onto the sink top in the morning. He dragged himself to the cage and died inside there. I couldn’t even see him, just that one last glance before Dad disposed him off. All I have now is just memories of him… photos and videos. I will never forget those memories and how I held onto him to put aloevera on his wound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A once active cat had just left so suddenly that I’m loss for words but tears. I was browsing through the videos just now, and my heart skipped a beat. I looked at how cute he was when he was young, playfully biting and wrestling with Brownie Sr. He was a homely boy, a true friend… &lt;b&gt;my best friend&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;He was a good Uncle to Whitey, Brownie Jr and Baby; a good caregiver to them. The best brother Lao Da, Lao Er and Brownie Sr could ever ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dear San San, although you’re no longer with me; its now my duty to take care of the little three rascals. Everytime I see Baby, it reminds me of you because he always meow so loudly for you. I hope he realise that you’re no longer here on Earth but in spirit. Turkey is still in our house. No matter how much we shoo him, he would still remain. Baby and the two other rascals do not like him. Don’t worry, Baby takes care of them whenever Turkey comes into the house. I hope you’re happy on the other side of the realm. I’ll miss you always and I always will. Love you heaps. &amp;nbsp;From the bottom of my heart, thank you for all those memories you shared with me. :’]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I can cry bucket loads of tears. I just miss him so much really… I really do. It was just one month away before you turn two years old. That’s the end of my first batch of cats. I want to thank my Boyfiee, Yolanda, Ryan and Meli for telling me to keep on hoping that my cat would come back. In fact, I found him and I really thank God for having that chance to bring him back. At least, he could die in the place where he first came into the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(written on 1 September 2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mAiGZyhYmks/TmAsKnDAkJI/AAAAAAAADhM/GTB1JUmAQkI/s1600/DSC02679.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mAiGZyhYmks/TmAsKnDAkJI/AAAAAAAADhM/GTB1JUmAQkI/s320/DSC02679.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sq9pQxRv408/TmAsMBTTTVI/AAAAAAAADhQ/hHAntoNluPY/s1600/DSC00220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sq9pQxRv408/TmAsMBTTTVI/AAAAAAAADhQ/hHAntoNluPY/s320/DSC00220.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S0eOJt5ipuQ/TmAsND7FhTI/AAAAAAAADhU/IcvdOQPJ5E4/s1600/DSC02677.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S0eOJt5ipuQ/TmAsND7FhTI/AAAAAAAADhU/IcvdOQPJ5E4/s320/DSC02677.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZiLd3yAXzgo/TmAsNytm-SI/AAAAAAAADhY/MCwoxbsbiNM/s1600/DSC02678.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZiLd3yAXzgo/TmAsNytm-SI/AAAAAAAADhY/MCwoxbsbiNM/s320/DSC02678.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fxMHD4RYABE/TmAsqUovPDI/AAAAAAAADhc/eMNFnx7rpfE/s1600/IMG_0064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fxMHD4RYABE/TmAsqUovPDI/AAAAAAAADhc/eMNFnx7rpfE/s320/IMG_0064.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;27/10/09 - 01/09/11&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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/1495319435148997789-6120692809137976434?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/6120692809137976434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=6120692809137976434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/6120692809137976434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/6120692809137976434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-favourite-cat.html' title='My favourite cat.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mAiGZyhYmks/TmAsKnDAkJI/AAAAAAAADhM/GTB1JUmAQkI/s72-c/DSC02679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-3583525160561500750</id><published>2011-08-27T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T21:55:52.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On a happy note.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Everything is fine although I'm still emotional over the thoughts of my results. Its a huge impact this time and I'm trying my best not to be so over-reactive. My parents and the rest of you may think I don't give a damn, but hey, you're not me and you don't even know me that well. Deep down, I do feel disappointed and I do feel sad, but do you know that how much pain I go through everytime when I see your faces? I have sleepless nights too, so gawddammit please stop rubbing salt onto my wounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm trying my best to update as often as I can, but I guess I've lost touch of that &lt;i&gt;oomph&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;moment. But I promise you, I'll try to write a word or two so that you guys will know I'm still alive and not dead swept by the tsunami.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Life's pretty much good these days. Nice having my boyfiee, "sisters and brothers" and friends around me. To those &lt;strike&gt;motherfucking&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;people who were once close because I'm popular and what's not, o0o &lt;strike&gt;fuck&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;you. I'm happy for who I am right now, and I daresay I'm special because I'm handmade by God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Recently, I was back for Youth Mass practice in church. Missing those days last year where I got to play for Youth Mass with Meli and RyRy. Obviously things were not in place at the start of the year, which made me and the rest of them to back out from what we had earlier. RyRy was busy with Junior College while Meli with SPM, and me? Well, I'm still stuck in ACCA and o0o that association because I'm stuck with it like for donkey years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So, like I said, I was back in Youth Mass. Practiced with the whole &lt;i&gt;jin-&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;gang and Andrew happily asked me to be Greg's assistant, i.e. teaching the other youths next week to sing since Greg is the commentator. I'm like O___O heh. Of course, I know it would be fun, so hell yeah I can't wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Then Lucia came up to me after much discussion with Andrew. Guess what? I officially will play for Youth Mass on October, and I get to teach the rest. HAHA like seriously. Thank God for that! Alleluia! :D I mean, I didn't really think I would get that role. And I didn't really think that I would go back to church as much as before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew said "You naik pangkat already". Hahah I'm glad. Now I have to find guitar strings and jack for the amps. I think I shall ask RyRy to loan me the amps. Hahaha, anyways thank you! Thanks for having faith in me. I thank God for everything really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But.. not for my results though. I thank God for my parents, my boyfriend, my sisters and brothers and my BFFies. I also would like to thank God for my cats cuz without them I would super stressed out like nobody's business. Talking about my cats, Whitey is currently giving birth in the kitchen. Brownie is with her now and poor Brownie, he got so scared till now he's crying for my Mum.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Geez.. I really hope Dad won't throw the babies away. I super got emotional just now and cried. I hope he let me keep it. I promise I'll wash their backside, but you must promise that you won't throw them away! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I can't wait to see the babies, do you? Adios muchachos!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;P/s: THANKS FAUSTINA FOR THE SMALL MINI ROSARY YOU GOT FROM SPAIN! SOOOO NICE :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-3583525160561500750?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/3583525160561500750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=3583525160561500750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/3583525160561500750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/3583525160561500750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/08/on-happy-note.html' title='On a happy note.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-7111933074193190343</id><published>2011-08-24T11:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T22:06:28.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That would be me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-572c6qr44uQ/TlRqIZh2LxI/AAAAAAAADhE/NQXEzSgJJrE/s1600/raechel+grad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-572c6qr44uQ/TlRqIZh2LxI/AAAAAAAADhE/NQXEzSgJJrE/s400/raechel+grad.jpg" width="178" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;At the moment, this will be my motivation.&lt;br /&gt;Jumping up in the suit during convocation/graduation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Another step into a successful career.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Congrats cousin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Like I said, if the priest pass all his papers; I would make him my role model. But since he failed all, I'll make my cousin a role model. Shall print her photo out and stick on my wall saying &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Study hard and you can be like me!"&lt;/i&gt;.... yeah that's what I wish. :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I find this song very very motivating. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="27" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AF2gYOLRWc4" width="-3"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I dream, I can run.&amp;nbsp;Like the wind and be strong.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When my heart just wants to give in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I dream, I can be, the hero that's in me. I dream... I dream.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Actually I'm not okay. For the fact that I hate it when people look down on me, people say "why cant you do better than so-and-so", people thinks I'm stupid. Look, you're not the only one who is disappointed. I feel even more disappointed. Can you feel it when you knew the paper was easy, you knew the answers were plus minus the same as the examiner but in the end you get a FAIL for the subjects? And the fail is not say thirty-plus but its fourty-plus and a few more marks to pass. You think I no feelings is it? I feel bad as ever. I have sleepless nights and sometimes my heart feels so sore yet you all just rub salt onto my wound. At least, not all are like this. At least someone knows how I feel and someone even took care of my heart. :/&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-7111933074193190343?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/7111933074193190343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=7111933074193190343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/7111933074193190343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/7111933074193190343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/08/that-would-be-me.html' title='That would be me.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-572c6qr44uQ/TlRqIZh2LxI/AAAAAAAADhE/NQXEzSgJJrE/s72-c/raechel+grad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-7951573700633041014</id><published>2011-08-23T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T19:58:14.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battlefield.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OnBpHF6ddFI/TlONTa01KCI/AAAAAAAADhA/Tvs7Xv83uFQ/s1600/Never_give_up_by_antontang.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OnBpHF6ddFI/TlONTa01KCI/AAAAAAAADhA/Tvs7Xv83uFQ/s320/Never_give_up_by_antontang.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;我真的希望这是最后一次。不放弃！加油&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;！&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&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/1495319435148997789-7951573700633041014?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/7951573700633041014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=7951573700633041014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/7951573700633041014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/7951573700633041014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/08/battlefield.html' title='Battlefield.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OnBpHF6ddFI/TlONTa01KCI/AAAAAAAADhA/Tvs7Xv83uFQ/s72-c/Never_give_up_by_antontang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-4604172376055185116</id><published>2011-08-22T11:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T11:01:32.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I don't know how to feel.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I don't know what to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I've already done my best, yet I feel this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;One more hour and you'll have "&lt;i&gt;You got mail!&lt;/i&gt;" saying from your inbox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;God bless me and bless us all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I have that faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Thank you God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-4604172376055185116?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/4604172376055185116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=4604172376055185116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/4604172376055185116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/4604172376055185116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/08/ramblings.html' title='Ramblings'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-7786551291580339564</id><published>2011-08-20T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T00:17:59.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moodless post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hello everyone. Practically I'm not in the mood of blogging a cheery post now. So many things rushing through my mind, and I can't help to stop and think about what's in store for me this Monday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Of all days, a Monday. Of all days, on the 22nd. It ought to be a happy day for me as it is my &lt;b&gt;8th&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;month anniversary with my boy, but I guess it's gonna be an emotional day for me because it's &lt;b&gt;results day&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I don't really feel good after reading the examiner's report. Although my heart skipped a beat because I can feel some excitement (&lt;i&gt;I think I did answer some correctly &lt;/i&gt;:D), I know that somehow it's a disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Moreover, reading the examiner reports make me feel even more depressed. I have to recall whether my handwriting was appropriate and all. I know I write slanting and nicely. But in a matter of minutes before the end of exam, I was rushing and all. I guess, it looked more like worms than proper words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OiOVROJQbiY/Tk6K1aJY2WI/AAAAAAAADg8/vXjq-wzS4To/s1600/Untitled+-+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OiOVROJQbiY/Tk6K1aJY2WI/AAAAAAAADg8/vXjq-wzS4To/s400/Untitled+-+4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I really hope the examiners give me marks for my lovely worm writing. Haha, oh wait.. I don't even think there is marks for worms. I just hope that everything will be okay and I hope the examiners will be blinded by everything else and give me a high mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Yes, and I daresay ACCA makes me life even more miserable than before. All they want is money money money.. but I don't have any any any. Heck yeah, &lt;i&gt;but I don't care eh eh eh eh ehh&lt;/i&gt;...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4MgAxMO1KD0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;By the way, I enjoyed my day today... spending time with Boyfiee and having Nandos with him and Yollie. They're my best hang-out &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It's FRIDAY! FRIDAY! Gonna get down on a FRIDAY!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-7786551291580339564?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/7786551291580339564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=7786551291580339564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/7786551291580339564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/7786551291580339564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/08/moodless-post.html' title='Moodless post.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OiOVROJQbiY/Tk6K1aJY2WI/AAAAAAAADg8/vXjq-wzS4To/s72-c/Untitled+-+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-3376971990631048512</id><published>2011-08-14T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T18:42:48.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DUBMcnL-3wU/TkekoI7nayI/AAAAAAAADg4/4_ZH7I85DbU/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DUBMcnL-3wU/TkekoI7nayI/AAAAAAAADg4/4_ZH7I85DbU/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GUESS WHO'S THIS HAPPY GIRL!?!?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH YES ITS ME.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CHRISTINE CHOO ding dong bell.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND I'VE COME TO TELL YOU THAT MY PHONE IS BACK! WOOHOO &lt;i&gt;*does the jiggy dance*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I MISS THIS &lt;strike&gt;DAMNED&lt;/strike&gt; PHONE SO &lt;strike&gt;BLOODY&lt;/strike&gt; MUCH.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOW FOR BETTER TEXTS :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JUST THAT ONE PROBLEM....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THIS &lt;strike&gt;FXCKING&lt;/strike&gt; PHONE CANNOT GO TO CAMERA MODE WHEN I SLIDE OPEN THE LENS.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;UGH YESUS KRISTUS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*@&amp;amp;!#^(!*@&amp;amp;^#!++&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;kthxbai!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-3376971990631048512?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/3376971990631048512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=3376971990631048512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/3376971990631048512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/3376971990631048512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/08/8d.html' title='8D'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DUBMcnL-3wU/TkekoI7nayI/AAAAAAAADg4/4_ZH7I85DbU/s72-c/%255BUNSET%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-2552084335618873656</id><published>2011-08-10T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T22:35:59.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a happy kid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zAbm2d1-qdw/TkKF3VAXWCI/AAAAAAAADg0/OW6aVU5Vm14/s1600/IMG_1207.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zAbm2d1-qdw/TkKF3VAXWCI/AAAAAAAADg0/OW6aVU5Vm14/s320/IMG_1207.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I'm a happy kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Actually, right now I'm supposed to do up my Oxford Brookes University degree draft so that I could show my mentor tomorrow, but heck it. I don't have the mood to study, so let me update my "&lt;i&gt;emotional"&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;blog before I move on with my stuffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I shall make this a quick update because I don't know what to talk about, like seriously. So I hope you guys could like tell me what I could post about. . . be it a picture post or just normal rants. Take note, I could just post a video and say nothing about it. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Happy stuff to note:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I cleared my cupboard&lt;/b&gt;. Yes I do have nonsense clothing in my cupboard which dates back to kindergarden days. I also have my Mum's younger days clothing in my cupboard. So, I daresay; my current clothes only consist of half my cupboard. Sad case, can anyone just bring me out for a shopping spree? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I washed my clothes with love and care.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yeah, and that weather played tricks on me. It was bright and sunny so I hang my clothes with the ladder outside. Suddenly it became gloomy and little droplets &lt;i&gt;*pik piak pik piak*&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;onto my rooftop. I dashed down, from my room and screamed while running like a wild woman. So after transferring everything under the shelter, the sun said hello to me. And I thought that I could dry off my clothes by tomorrow. &lt;i&gt;*smacks head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I drove in the jam.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;JB is famous for that. Haha, I drove from house to town to Century Garden and my aim was to go to KSL area. See what jam made me do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I sent my SE K770i for repair.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yes I sent in for repair. Hope everything will be okay... don't really want to waste RM55 for nothing. Haha, I miss that damned phone, like seriously. It was a chore for me to type a text. Hope that so called Stanley can repair my phone's board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I is AWESOME.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ok so that's about it. Hahahaha. Shit... I just texted my teacher and she didn't reply. Hope she fetches me tomorrow though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Got to go right now. I'm hungry... shall find something to munch now. Till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/suRsxpoAc5w" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"I got the moves like Jagger. &lt;br /&gt;I got the moves like Jagger. &lt;br /&gt;I got the moooooooooooooooves like Jagger"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;That's my current theme song! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-2552084335618873656?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/2552084335618873656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=2552084335618873656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/2552084335618873656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/2552084335618873656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-happy-kid.html' title='I&apos;m a happy kid.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zAbm2d1-qdw/TkKF3VAXWCI/AAAAAAAADg0/OW6aVU5Vm14/s72-c/IMG_1207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-7732775694441973046</id><published>2011-08-09T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T22:33:21.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In a heartbeat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VIgoiKKa9_E" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"In a heartbeat, I'll be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;In a heartbeat, no one else will do.&lt;br /&gt;In a heartbeat, we will always be..&lt;br /&gt;Together, united &lt;b&gt;YOU AND ME&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;♥"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;-Singapore National Day Parade 2011 Theme Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1495319435148997789-7732775694441973046?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/7732775694441973046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=7732775694441973046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/7732775694441973046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/7732775694441973046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/08/in-heartbeat.html' title='In a heartbeat'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/VIgoiKKa9_E/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-2905376799059985847</id><published>2011-08-05T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T22:43:53.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoutout</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So I have not been updating much recently due to homeworks, progress tests, assignments and typing works. I realised I have not much inspirations to blog any longer as whenever I type some words on Blogger, I tend to erase it all the next moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Everlyn Heng requested me to type a much more happier blog post as my previous ones were quite emotional. Haha, alright I promise you I'll update a more happier post the next time I post, alright? Not today, granddaughter. Not today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm coping fine recently. Although there were heartbreaks and frustrations, everything seems to be okay. The past seems to haunt me. The present seems to be stressing me. The future.... scary. But I thank God for having people around me. People who cares and love me they way I am.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Just a shoutout, although you're once my best friend, shit happens. Its not easy to gain my trust back after all that had happened. I know, it did not happen to me but to another close friend of mine instead. You may say I judge people alot, you may ask why I support the latter although you were my best friend last time; well here's it. I use my eyes to see for myself, my heart to make my decisions and not my brain which might believe you aimlessly. I did not answer your call its not because I feel guilty or what, its because I have nothing to say to you. I have my privacy, hope you can respect it. Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Shall update when i'm feeling better. Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Condolences to Yi Harn on the demise of her Mum. God bless her soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;HELLO LEONIE! I'M GLAD TO HEAR FROM YOU AWESOME (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I had the nicest moment with Boyfiee.. Like seriously. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/1495319435148997789-2905376799059985847?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/2905376799059985847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=2905376799059985847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/2905376799059985847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/2905376799059985847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/08/shoutout.html' title='Shoutout'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-5787565286935349775</id><published>2011-08-01T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T20:54:31.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/a2RA0vsZXf8" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Current song that I'm obsessed: &lt;b&gt;Just A Dream&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(cover of: Sam Tsui and Christina Grimmie)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Shall try to do a cover of this one day. Just a thought, super love this song. Everyone should enjoy this. Don't even know why there are 2000 over dislikes on that YouTube page. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Updates soon. Currently have alot in hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I was thinking about you, thinking about me, thinking about us,&amp;nbsp;what we're gonna be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Open my eyes, it was only just a dream.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Travel back, down that road, will you come back, no one knows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I realised it was only just a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello August, goodbye July.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-5787565286935349775?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/5787565286935349775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=5787565286935349775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/5787565286935349775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/5787565286935349775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/08/just-dream.html' title='Just A Dream'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/a2RA0vsZXf8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-6555861804405425801</id><published>2011-07-28T09:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T10:13:42.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_q_VukngD_Y/TjCwRZnTLrI/AAAAAAAADgw/pqVSRiM-TBk/s1600/mistakes_by_lhadoo14-d37elw9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_q_VukngD_Y/TjCwRZnTLrI/AAAAAAAADgw/pqVSRiM-TBk/s320/mistakes_by_lhadoo14-d37elw9.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;We all make them. Sometimes, if we're lucky, an eraser will do the trick, and we can erase it across the page, wipe away the dust, and all that's left of our careless mess is hardly noticeable smudge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;But some mistakes can't be erased. No matter how old or young you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;- Betty Ann, Chicken Soup for the Teenage Soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;I'm love you, and I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;*Rants: I don't see the need of studying this course. All they do is cheat our money. What shit is this? We pay 69 pounds before September and 76 pounds on October? And that 69 is opened for online payment! What shit is this you tell me? I don't even have a &lt;strike&gt;fucking&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;credit card to pay. Why do you always suck our money like nobody's business. 76 pounds each fundamental paper, 89 pound for each professional paper. Just great. You add more burden to my finances. Seriously, kill me, please.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-6555861804405425801?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/6555861804405425801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=6555861804405425801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/6555861804405425801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/6555861804405425801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/07/mistakes.html' title=''/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_q_VukngD_Y/TjCwRZnTLrI/AAAAAAAADgw/pqVSRiM-TBk/s72-c/mistakes_by_lhadoo14-d37elw9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-4756110114970998193</id><published>2011-07-24T13:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T22:02:38.589+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><title type='text'>Devil's Food (choco cake)</title><content type='html'>Okay so let me post something which can hype up my blog a little bit. Like this, people wont say that my blog is uber dead. Dead or not your problem &lt;i&gt;lah&lt;/i&gt;. Lols. So, I woke up to a nice great morning where I was supposed to attend church but, Mum was officially sick and couldn't get up so church plan - scrapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;On the WiFi at home and hog onto Twitter. Realised that within the wee hours of morning, I have a huge thread of #ripamywinehouse tweets. Yes yes, Amy Winehouse died and well, I dont give a damn about it because I ain't a huge fan. Knew it that sooner or later she would because of all those drug things that she took. Sorry Amy but &lt;i&gt;Rehab&lt;/i&gt; couldn't save you. God bless your soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Since I was up so early in the morning, I manage to persuade Mum to let me bake. Yipeeeeeee! So me being me, had to Google how to bake Devil's Food. Mum nagged at me because instead of buying &lt;b&gt;Chocolate&lt;/b&gt; cake, I bought Devil's food. I thought chocolate is considered devil because its one of the temptations? Hahahaha. Oh whatever. Shall try to bake cookies next HEHEHEHEHEHEHE :D\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vgqNcozW_u4/TirR1vNIszI/AAAAAAAADfA/nJSm4pZDRZ4/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vgqNcozW_u4/TirR1vNIszI/AAAAAAAADfA/nJSm4pZDRZ4/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember this? :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OyME5qem4VA/TiufFYRlHaI/AAAAAAAADfE/W6s8hbPK2_E/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OyME5qem4VA/TiufFYRlHaI/AAAAAAAADfE/W6s8hbPK2_E/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My hairstyle for the day. HAHAHAHA I look seriously retarded.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QozWjc29Xrc/TiufJZllgqI/AAAAAAAADfI/jdoNzuXyfZk/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QozWjc29Xrc/TiufJZllgqI/AAAAAAAADfI/jdoNzuXyfZk/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I greased with&amp;nbsp;margarine. Heh, no butter. Sad.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CGu0sCPhpUs/TiufMNYsiDI/AAAAAAAADfM/tzoYfWFZNCg/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CGu0sCPhpUs/TiufMNYsiDI/AAAAAAAADfM/tzoYfWFZNCg/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My baking area. I know right, its so messy O____O&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UkTazMExo_c/TiufOvvivoI/AAAAAAAADfQ/_OndO92fwQY/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UkTazMExo_c/TiufOvvivoI/AAAAAAAADfQ/_OndO92fwQY/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pour 300ml of water.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yc68uz0pUD8/TiufQX0zmqI/AAAAAAAADfU/q_ACncZNTm4/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yc68uz0pUD8/TiufQX0zmqI/AAAAAAAADfU/q_ACncZNTm4/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;120ml of margarine.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fSwTGcttU4c/TiufSF_DenI/AAAAAAAADfY/9wXp2WNVF28/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fSwTGcttU4c/TiufSF_DenI/AAAAAAAADfY/9wXp2WNVF28/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 eggs.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-izcq-xzX2Ls/TiufTxZKVNI/AAAAAAAADfc/2bvXH7ml3MM/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-izcq-xzX2Ls/TiufTxZKVNI/AAAAAAAADfc/2bvXH7ml3MM/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mix well for 2 minutes at low speed, and 2 minutes at high speed.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OCzqI9LDVKY/TiufXVCvWjI/AAAAAAAADfk/iG3SdZpKEY4/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OCzqI9LDVKY/TiufXVCvWjI/AAAAAAAADfk/iG3SdZpKEY4/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pour the batter into pan. I poured one in 22" and 20" pan.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5N6560pL3n4/TiufV9k29tI/AAAAAAAADfg/dBJ4ThKoP-c/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5N6560pL3n4/TiufV9k29tI/AAAAAAAADfg/dBJ4ThKoP-c/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baking baking baking. 180 degrees for like 35 minutes?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_w50B_uR2Dk/TiufZGlLgCI/AAAAAAAADfo/L-n7XJdVkWU/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_w50B_uR2Dk/TiufZGlLgCI/AAAAAAAADfo/L-n7XJdVkWU/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Masterpiece. Look its smiling at you! :P&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AT6cDnhsiFA/TiufbdADiKI/AAAAAAAADfs/Bjta1miIBKA/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AT6cDnhsiFA/TiufbdADiKI/AAAAAAAADfs/Bjta1miIBKA/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yummy cake! :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3QOzy7LUBac/TiufjGgDB-I/AAAAAAAADfw/W0Prw6fYlt0/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3QOzy7LUBac/TiufjGgDB-I/AAAAAAAADfw/W0Prw6fYlt0/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is from the 20" pan and Mother ate half of it. Wow.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was a success, shall try something new soon. Hehehe, shall post more photos tomorrow when Anne and I bake Oreo Cheesecake. Using SCS cream cheese, not the usual&amp;nbsp;Philadelphia&amp;nbsp;one. Hope all is well. Bye! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-4756110114970998193?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/4756110114970998193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=4756110114970998193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/4756110114970998193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/4756110114970998193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/07/devils-food-choco-cake.html' title='Devil&apos;s Food (choco cake)'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vgqNcozW_u4/TirR1vNIszI/AAAAAAAADfA/nJSm4pZDRZ4/s72-c/%255BUNSET%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-8219061612568619741</id><published>2011-07-23T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T22:21:54.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo bomb time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Had so much things going on for the past two weeks, not a single day that I could really focus on my blog. I feel like I have disappointed this poor thing, but hey, I promise I'll update as soon as well, as soon as I got my mood. There's so much things to do now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;❒ Homework ❒ Degree ✔ &lt;i&gt;Slacking like a boss&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;So just some picture bombs and captions. Not going to update much, but I promise I will when I am free. *&lt;i&gt;hook pinkies*&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;or unless someone asks me to update. Hahahaha, till then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8KMISYla1tI/TirQsvGRA8I/AAAAAAAADds/rKFZswr7COg/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8KMISYla1tI/TirQsvGRA8I/AAAAAAAADds/rKFZswr7COg/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="171" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My new baby named Huggies. Haha.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yZ8s432E8gc/TirQwenA1tI/AAAAAAAADdw/F7LH8p6f5bc/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="172" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yZ8s432E8gc/TirQwenA1tI/AAAAAAAADdw/F7LH8p6f5bc/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anne's crocodile. The only animal which you knock and die. &lt;i&gt;Kok-kok-dai&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ItcEHuKbXAY/TirQ3RJD6wI/AAAAAAAADd4/9O4cPUAa_ZU/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ItcEHuKbXAY/TirQ3RJD6wI/AAAAAAAADd4/9O4cPUAa_ZU/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Baby cat posing for me. So cute &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CRmER660fNg/TirQ6HtisCI/AAAAAAAADd8/cK3TR0DFvcU/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CRmER660fNg/TirQ6HtisCI/AAAAAAAADd8/cK3TR0DFvcU/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;San San. The previous generation cat. Cute?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGY8QAAlD2g/TirQ0Y3TuKI/AAAAAAAADd0/7eKE4wjh8h8/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGY8QAAlD2g/TirQ0Y3TuKI/AAAAAAAADd0/7eKE4wjh8h8/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Camwhoring with cousin Gabriel. HAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;Yes that's the boy which everyone thinks he's my brother.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EGiekkcGwIs/TirQ8zhRWBI/AAAAAAAADeA/xfClm6X1LSs/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EGiekkcGwIs/TirQ8zhRWBI/AAAAAAAADeA/xfClm6X1LSs/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Camwhore HAHAHAHA. &lt;b&gt;I NEED A&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;BETTER CAMERA!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;*hints*&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WWPAuaZlArg/TirRAB6Qb4I/AAAAAAAADeE/jcGuvLA6OGU/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WWPAuaZlArg/TirRAB6Qb4I/AAAAAAAADeE/jcGuvLA6OGU/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finaly after two weeks, I met him. Hello baby! :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j3EmI6j5z5c/TirREtdYeZI/AAAAAAAADeI/wzSwd6ndpCY/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j3EmI6j5z5c/TirREtdYeZI/AAAAAAAADeI/wzSwd6ndpCY/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby cat sleeping like a human being.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZPbsuTPPXQ/TirRLpj76UI/AAAAAAAADeM/DMg7mUphkaI/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZPbsuTPPXQ/TirRLpj76UI/AAAAAAAADeM/DMg7mUphkaI/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back in Form 3. My birthday gift for Valery. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;My hair was &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; short. Yes.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPY26b2RocQ/TirRYEEF7uI/AAAAAAAADeQ/XUgwZ8X_5qM/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iPY26b2RocQ/TirRYEEF7uI/AAAAAAAADeQ/XUgwZ8X_5qM/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gabriel teaching my Dad his new "toy".&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g9POWQ9h4vc/TirRazVipUI/AAAAAAAADeU/k9w58yhRoTA/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g9POWQ9h4vc/TirRazVipUI/AAAAAAAADeU/k9w58yhRoTA/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Angry Bird Bomb. HAHAHA&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IuKg-PwLMsk/TirRd-pSr1I/AAAAAAAADeY/BvaEOkAO8do/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IuKg-PwLMsk/TirRd-pSr1I/AAAAAAAADeY/BvaEOkAO8do/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I is cool angry bird.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lSXorX9vD7Y/TirRhlsgMFI/AAAAAAAADec/tlLip-Myo5c/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lSXorX9vD7Y/TirRhlsgMFI/AAAAAAAADec/tlLip-Myo5c/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Angry Bird camwhore :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TGmN6gGcJGs/TirRmc64pmI/AAAAAAAADek/C40ZqY3h_8U/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TGmN6gGcJGs/TirRmc64pmI/AAAAAAAADek/C40ZqY3h_8U/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what happens when cat turns naughty.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mWoJz-sy8-s/TirRok5CWUI/AAAAAAAADeo/KUa7CM9WEkw/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mWoJz-sy8-s/TirRok5CWUI/AAAAAAAADeo/KUa7CM9WEkw/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The load that I wash on Wednesday. (Y)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iTvyjE2tg_s/TirRqoz9o_I/AAAAAAAADes/QbEBSkbI0U0/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iTvyjE2tg_s/TirRqoz9o_I/AAAAAAAADes/QbEBSkbI0U0/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boyfiee's heart shaped burger &amp;lt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-anGNYj-enSA/TirRuan0FII/AAAAAAAADew/3oWuekzblcU/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-anGNYj-enSA/TirRuan0FII/AAAAAAAADew/3oWuekzblcU/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ini boy &lt;i&gt;ya-ya&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;saje. Always take his toy to shoot me. :/&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8PngAoOJDVk/TirRvhoeBmI/AAAAAAAADe0/LDQLmoh7Omo/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8PngAoOJDVk/TirRvhoeBmI/AAAAAAAADe0/LDQLmoh7Omo/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heeeeee see his toy that he's holding? He's proud of it. Heh.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D9zY2t04yOU/TirRyBbOjeI/AAAAAAAADe4/SFvY3pIdnx0/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D9zY2t04yOU/TirRyBbOjeI/AAAAAAAADe4/SFvY3pIdnx0/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Boyfiee and me &amp;lt;3 He's proud of me :P&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i6_vlv0ffUk/TirRzikEo3I/AAAAAAAADe8/Atxiba9zMJY/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i6_vlv0ffUk/TirRzikEo3I/AAAAAAAADe8/Atxiba9zMJY/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;During P3 class. Teacher teaching what is stance, heh Panda Stance.?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vgqNcozW_u4/TirR1vNIszI/AAAAAAAADfA/nJSm4pZDRZ4/s1600/%255BUNSET%255D" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vgqNcozW_u4/TirR1vNIszI/AAAAAAAADfA/nJSm4pZDRZ4/s320/%255BUNSET%255D" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I SHALL BAKE THIS TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Lol, got to know loads of stories from Boyfiee today. Hahaha, shock, shocking, shocked. I mean, didn't know.. so shocked. HAHAH okay what the hell am I talking. Okay. Heh. See ya guys later! Byes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;By the way, if you guys want to know the football score, its 5-3. Yes Singapore beat Malaysia. No, I'm not proud of my country, I don't know why so please stop asking. And football ain't my thing. &lt;i&gt;"If give me and Jai to play, we sure win"- quote by Boyfiee.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Haha, yes if only Malaysia's team was 1Malaysia and not majority Malays, I would have supported them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&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/1495319435148997789-8219061612568619741?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/8219061612568619741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=8219061612568619741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/8219061612568619741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/8219061612568619741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/07/photo-bomb-time.html' title='Photo bomb time.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8KMISYla1tI/TirQsvGRA8I/AAAAAAAADds/rKFZswr7COg/s72-c/%255BUNSET%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-6523444238301728299</id><published>2011-07-22T23:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T23:16:18.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAxAtuWKnUg/TimKJ5E-6AI/AAAAAAAADdc/zTy7qq4q0Co/s1600/263208_10150267952683293_670208292_7696456_7256304_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAxAtuWKnUg/TimKJ5E-6AI/AAAAAAAADdc/zTy7qq4q0Co/s320/263208_10150267952683293_670208292_7696456_7256304_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY SEVEN MONTHS ANNIVERSARY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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: justify;"&gt;Time passes seriously fast and we reached our seventh month together. And also I'm glad we get to spend some time today... wait, this is like our first time &lt;i&gt;"celebrating"&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;our anniversary. Haha, my bad. I love you baby, and I really hope we'll last. Hope you're happy today. Hee. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Ugh... I want that Suzuki car you drove. Ish &amp;gt;:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&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/1495319435148997789-6523444238301728299?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/6523444238301728299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=6523444238301728299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/6523444238301728299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/6523444238301728299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/07/h-p-p-y-s-e-v-e-n-m-o-n-t-h-s-n-n-i-v-e.html' title=''/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAxAtuWKnUg/TimKJ5E-6AI/AAAAAAAADdc/zTy7qq4q0Co/s72-c/263208_10150267952683293_670208292_7696456_7256304_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-3818748850782418246</id><published>2011-07-19T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T22:50:07.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3KcSKGSqTEs/TiWWocNtrSI/AAAAAAAADdY/_h4vo9bCNlc/s1600/tumblr_lohty69mj91qczdlko1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3KcSKGSqTEs/TiWWocNtrSI/AAAAAAAADdY/_h4vo9bCNlc/s640/tumblr_lohty69mj91qczdlko1_500.jpg" width="227" /&gt;&lt;/a&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: justify;"&gt;There's just some times where I don't feel good and all I wish for is a silent company. Sometimes I get so agitated, people just don't understand why but deep down, I just wish they would understand my situation I'm in. I have alot of expectations to keep up, I have my goals to achieve. If I have disappointed you then I'm sorry. I've tried my best, yet I get nothing out of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Hate this emo shit days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&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/1495319435148997789-3818748850782418246?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/3818748850782418246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=3818748850782418246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/3818748850782418246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/3818748850782418246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/07/theres-just-some-times-where-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3KcSKGSqTEs/TiWWocNtrSI/AAAAAAAADdY/_h4vo9bCNlc/s72-c/tumblr_lohty69mj91qczdlko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-8278179828364602153</id><published>2011-07-15T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T23:14:23.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu4tnKW9-B4/TiBGI7LN77I/AAAAAAAADdU/J2_55tJejpM/s1600/282018_10150261433463293_670208292_7633722_7894664_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu4tnKW9-B4/TiBGI7LN77I/AAAAAAAADdU/J2_55tJejpM/s320/282018_10150261433463293_670208292_7633722_7894664_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Finally after two weeks being apart&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If you are wondering how come I have this black spot on my cheeks, your eyes are playing tricks on you. No, I do not have a pimple nor do I have a mole on my cheeks. I can't stand it if I have one like Phua Chu Kang cuz I don't go around saying "Haiyaaa dont p&lt;i&gt;rr&lt;/i&gt;ayy p&lt;i&gt;rrr&lt;/i&gt;ay ah" and do those ear diggings stuff. Nevertheless, thank you very much Leme Leme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So, push aside all the emo-momo moments I had for the past few days. Been drowning in dilemmas every single moment of the day. Yes! I have been crying for like past few days, stress &lt;i&gt;giler&lt;/i&gt;. I think for the next few days I shall lock myself in the room or go to college and sit in the library. Did I mention that library was a-w-e-some?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Today was a HAPPY HAPPY day because I get to spend time with my Boyfiee. I didn't see him for like...&lt;i&gt;what&lt;/i&gt;... 2 weeks? Damn sad can! 2 weeks and we have this I-so-emo-till-I-want-to-see-you moments together. Hee! Glad to see him today. Glad to spend time and relive the Vivo moments. He even said that we could go there everyday so that I could get the mayorship on Foursquare. Haha, silly baby! But I hope you enjoyed your day today before you go up and work. Dont forget to contact me every single day. Yay! Oh and not to forget; Sometimes you try your hardest but things don't work out the way you want them to. Overcome them, love. I know you can&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;♥ Promise me you'll take care of yourself when you work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;Congratulations to Convent Choir for being the champions in the competition. Those nostalgic moments of me hitting the high notes as a Soprano One member. Gawd... I can't believe I can reach that notes. Now? I still can hit the notes but I sound like a frog. Yeah, I'm a toad. Ribbit. Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;Credits to Carinn for the video she took. Heard from her that part of the winnings will be given to Leonie. Yay three cheers to &lt;i&gt;#fightingcancer&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;Hope you guys enjoy the video!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;P/s: Don't on the speakers loud. There will be screams of pride in the video. Heh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7380384d94fc5ed3" 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://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7380384d94fc5ed3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331403266%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5991AF3CD4768071220BF2CF35BC2330D78ABBCF.5A8FFFC54429BCC638E385E73578C04AF3EFBE8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7380384d94fc5ed3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGaYo9ncKXhYCJuUsveuySZheINk&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://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7380384d94fc5ed3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331403266%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5991AF3CD4768071220BF2CF35BC2330D78ABBCF.5A8FFFC54429BCC638E385E73578C04AF3EFBE8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7380384d94fc5ed3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DGaYo9ncKXhYCJuUsveuySZheINk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Durian was awesome! Thanks to Dad's friend. Hahahahahaha best ever durian! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-8278179828364602153?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/8278179828364602153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=8278179828364602153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/8278179828364602153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/8278179828364602153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/07/finally-d.html' title='FINALLY :D'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu4tnKW9-B4/TiBGI7LN77I/AAAAAAAADdU/J2_55tJejpM/s72-c/282018_10150261433463293_670208292_7633722_7894664_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-1069550789222781679</id><published>2011-07-13T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T20:15:51.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0OU0ESYaJPw/Th2D_btsJkI/AAAAAAAADdQ/C2bBD25fhNI/s1600/rainy_day_in_berlin_by_isacg-d3kkm0b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0OU0ESYaJPw/Th2D_btsJkI/AAAAAAAADdQ/C2bBD25fhNI/s320/rainy_day_in_berlin_by_isacg-d3kkm0b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="27" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/a2RA0vsZXf8" width="-3"&gt;&lt;/iframe&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Stopping at the path where I was once confident at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I realised, it was only just a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;对不起;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px;"&gt;爸,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px;"&gt;妈,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px;"&gt;宝贝&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;再次&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="" title="Click for alternate translations"&gt;让你失望&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px;"&gt;了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px;"&gt;。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;FML. I'M ACTUALLY CRYING WHILE READING MY EXAM ANSWERS. SIGHS.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-1069550789222781679?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/1069550789222781679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=1069550789222781679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/1069550789222781679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/1069550789222781679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/07/stopping-at-path-where-i-was-once.html' title=''/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0OU0ESYaJPw/Th2D_btsJkI/AAAAAAAADdQ/C2bBD25fhNI/s72-c/rainy_day_in_berlin_by_isacg-d3kkm0b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-8967296108068816595</id><published>2011-07-12T11:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T12:01:58.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EVgZSD0HbXs/Thu8Bag5hXI/AAAAAAAADdM/7mEybbeWPdk/s1600/63a16a0c84112b4839accff52e96ff31.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EVgZSD0HbXs/Thu8Bag5hXI/AAAAAAAADdM/7mEybbeWPdk/s320/63a16a0c84112b4839accff52e96ff31.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="27" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wPJ63FKpKDc" width="-3"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Can you hear it calling?&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel it in your soul?&lt;br /&gt;Can you trust this longing?&lt;br /&gt;And take control.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- Fly by Hilary Duff&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;At times, I feel that I'm not up to my parents' standards. I admit I'm not as good as my cousin in terms of accountancy but in other lines which relates to computer I'm like the child prodigy for it. I sometimes wonder why did I choose this line in this first place. Wait, its not practically my decision at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I seriously want to challenge myself in a way where I want to prove to my parents that I'm not what they think I am. &lt;b&gt;I'm more to that&lt;/b&gt;. I want to excel in everything I do and to make sure that I'm successful no matter what. I may be naive, I may be playful; but when its come to business I'm dead serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I have faith in myself and faith in my Boyfiee. I know somehow my Boyfiee will be successful and I believe in that. Its the same thing where I believe in myself that I would be successful in the near future to come. I may not earn big bucks for now like my cousin, but at least its still money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh well,&amp;nbsp;dilemmas&amp;nbsp;and whats not. I am in need of cash. Can't stand the fact I can't take my Mum's car for a ride to school, all thanks to my cousin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-8967296108068816595?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/8967296108068816595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=8967296108068816595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/8967296108068816595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/8967296108068816595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/07/fly.html' title='Fly.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EVgZSD0HbXs/Thu8Bag5hXI/AAAAAAAADdM/7mEybbeWPdk/s72-c/63a16a0c84112b4839accff52e96ff31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-7135329453478154973</id><published>2011-07-11T13:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T13:31:14.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in store for me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ez5agqzfVnQ/Thp3wrHkhfI/AAAAAAAADdI/4fD7lC_sAYA/s1600/three_by_o0o_ayame_o0o-d36c1n0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ez5agqzfVnQ/Thp3wrHkhfI/AAAAAAAADdI/4fD7lC_sAYA/s320/three_by_o0o_ayame_o0o-d36c1n0.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: large; line-height: 19px;"&gt;✔ Patch up the estrangement we had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size: large; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Pretty much a happy kid for this matter compared to months ago where there was this estrangement bond we had and &lt;i&gt;*poof*&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;it just disappeared out from my life for about nearly half a year. Somehow, it was a misunderstanding-&lt;i&gt;slash&lt;/i&gt;-misinterpretation-&lt;i&gt;slash&lt;/i&gt;-miscommunication we had. So, practically I want to thank those who were at my side during this bleak moment of mine; Boyfiee, Yolanda and the BFFs; thank you for having me bitch around and all the "&lt;i&gt;fishy-fied&lt;/i&gt;" words coming out from me. P/s: I'm always a happy kid ever since having Boyfiee in my life. HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;So whats in store for my life right now? I've started a new semester in college, I'm contemplating to do a degree, I'm praying every single day for Leonie/ my results/ my family/ my BF, I'm aiming to start work so that I have less naggings whenever I bug my parents for the car, I'm currently depending on my Mum's car for college since my class starts at 3.30pm and I ferry my cousins to tuition in my housing area and back home. I miss my Boyfiee. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;Being random or much, there's so much to achieve in life and I am slowly achieving each goals.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;✔ Having someone who love me for who I am &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;✔ Patch up the estrangement we had &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;✔ Help trend #fightingcancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;❒ Having a degree &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;❒ Pass all subjects &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;❒ Being active in SHC Youth &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;❒ Regular church attendee &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;❒ Polish up Photography skills &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;❒ Have a DSLR camera&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;✔ Do something for #fightingcancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;For now, my aim in Twitter, Tumblr and Facebook will be all about;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;❒ bersihstories ❒#whoeeverImarry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;✔#fightingcancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;For Leonie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1495319435148997789-7135329453478154973?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/7135329453478154973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=7135329453478154973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/7135329453478154973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/7135329453478154973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/07/whats-in-store-for-me.html' title='What&apos;s in store for me?'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ez5agqzfVnQ/Thp3wrHkhfI/AAAAAAAADdI/4fD7lC_sAYA/s72-c/three_by_o0o_ayame_o0o-d36c1n0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-7429874144274848615</id><published>2011-07-06T12:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T12:33:18.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#FIGHTINGCANCER LIKE A BOSS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-78dxdN5nP9I/ThPe8Rf7YMI/AAAAAAAADdE/E__HGg0Q2R8/s1600/Cancer+Blog+Template.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-78dxdN5nP9I/ThPe8Rf7YMI/AAAAAAAADdE/E__HGg0Q2R8/s320/Cancer+Blog+Template.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="27" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/g4EcSOygB90" width="-3"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;There can be miracles, when you believe.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;You may find the title abit amusing. Like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://ryn27.blogspot.com/"&gt;Natalie Chin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I decided to use this as my title for today's post. It's been a few days since I joined &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #38761d;"&gt;"The Committee"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and to me is an another eye-opener. Both ups and downs being felt there, but one thing is for sure, that group is seriously very close and supportive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Well its nice knowing that so many people are willing to help to aid and so many people are willing to help to share. So I would like to take the opportunity to thank all of you who spent your precious time to read and help all of us. The response for&lt;i&gt; &lt;b&gt;#fightingcancer&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;both in Twitter and in the Facebook page are both overwhelming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2iDH8HJ_Or4/ThPZ5fXEkZI/AAAAAAAADc4/dEBNxxMKUTQ/s1600/Untitled+-+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2iDH8HJ_Or4/ThPZ5fXEkZI/AAAAAAAADc4/dEBNxxMKUTQ/s1600/Untitled+-+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UPJmfjyC5UM/ThPZ214IkiI/AAAAAAAADcw/j6D_WJmWl-g/s1600/Untitled+-+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UPJmfjyC5UM/ThPZ214IkiI/AAAAAAAADcw/j6D_WJmWl-g/s1600/Untitled+-+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b8MT-imlm0/ThPdU3onywI/AAAAAAAADdA/Bq6R0yw4cxs/s1600/Untitled+-+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4b8MT-imlm0/ThPdU3onywI/AAAAAAAADdA/Bq6R0yw4cxs/s1600/Untitled+-+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Imagine there's so many good people out there who sincerely want to help Leonie, and indeed it touched me sooooooo much that I thank God that there are such good&amp;nbsp;Samaritans&amp;nbsp;out there. I mean, the numbers are like increasing every hour of the day - this is the only thing which makes me smile for &lt;i&gt;#fightingcancer&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;cause.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;There's even helpful people who reblogged my friends posts and even mine over Tumblr. Seeing it being reblogged gives me another hopeful lift that this cause will be a sucess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wh3ZLYBHMUY/ThPZ5-J9OSI/AAAAAAAADc8/TGiTgSQC0pg/s1600/Untitled+-+5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wh3ZLYBHMUY/ThPZ5-J9OSI/AAAAAAAADc8/TGiTgSQC0pg/s1600/Untitled+-+5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PkcLoaNiga8/ThPZ2AVs-WI/AAAAAAAADcs/ZhmCRhWSryU/s1600/Untitled+-+6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PkcLoaNiga8/ThPZ2AVs-WI/AAAAAAAADcs/ZhmCRhWSryU/s1600/Untitled+-+6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Although it takes time to accumulate the amount needed, I really hope that all of us who are doing are part will not lose hope. I know there are obstacles for us, but let it be a lesson learnt for us and overcome it. I'm sure one day they will understand why we did this for our dear friend, Leonie.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;For the past week, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Natalie&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Carinn&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Sara&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Nicole&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: #38761d;"&gt;spamming&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;decorating people's Twitter reel with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #38761d;"&gt;#fightingcancer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;. This is for a good cause. If those people who unfollow you because of this; shame on them! If next time they have some diseases, dont even help them. Selfish minds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I want to thank some of my followers who helped us out to trend this cause, and for the rest o0o you. If you don't see why the need to help trend &lt;i&gt;#fightingcancer&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;this shows you're such a selfish person who never spare a thought for others but for yourself. When I read this tweet for the first time; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d; font-family: inherit;"&gt;I don't see the need of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a class="  twitter-hashtag" href="http://twitter.com/#!/search?q=%23fightingcancer" rel="nofollow" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; white-space: nowrap;" title="#fightingcancer"&gt;&lt;span class="hash" style="display: inline-block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; opacity: 0.7; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hash-text" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;fightingcancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;to be trending. Hee." I got super pissed off, super want to say "Hey look. &lt;strike&gt;Fuck&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;o0o you." I'm truly disappointed with all this. If you don't want to help, just shut up and pretend not to know. You don't have to say that o0o-ing sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;I sincerely hope that you guys would really help and not criticise others. To all readers out there; if you want to help donate in monetary terms or to know more about this cause; please contact me through my email address; &lt;b&gt;christine_choo@live.com&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I will give you more information about it. Or you can contact the admin people on the&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/fightingcancer"&gt; #fightingcancer page&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;on Facebook. We will be glad to assist you. If you can't help on monetary terms, do not fret! You can help us share by word to your friends. Oh and don't forget, &lt;b&gt;say a prayer&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;Hope. Believe. Cure. &lt;/b&gt;That's what we need now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;Who knows what miracles you can achieve. When you believe, somehow you will."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-7429874144274848615?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/7429874144274848615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=7429874144274848615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/7429874144274848615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/7429874144274848615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/07/fightingcancer-like-boss.html' title='#FIGHTINGCANCER LIKE A BOSS'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-78dxdN5nP9I/ThPe8Rf7YMI/AAAAAAAADdE/E__HGg0Q2R8/s72-c/Cancer+Blog+Template.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-1670511644105783341</id><published>2011-07-04T11:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T11:53:10.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#fightingcancer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Hello all! I apologise for not being a frequent blogger recently. I had my share of posts to do. But for now with the help of others, I am currently helping to raise funds for the above said title.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I have a friend named Kong Leonie who is diagnosed with Non-Hodgkin's Mediastinal Large B-cell Lymphoma. It is cancer and its very rare to hear this term around us.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Based on our knowledge, cancer treatments are way expensive than an average family could handle. (&lt;i&gt;I know some rich &lt;strike&gt;bastards&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;think that all these can make her come into limelight and some even will wish they have cancer even though they have the money to cure just because they want that limelight.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;SHAME ON YOU!&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Her cost for treatments is huge and the amount of zeros you see can make your eyes go round. &lt;b&gt;I urge you dear readers to lend a helping hand.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's for a good cause and some awareness for this Lymphoma cancer. I daresay that I learnt so much about this cancer just to help this friend of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Although personally compared to her other close friends, I am not familiar with her background and all, but that doesn't stop me from knowing her and to help her. I know her brother, Xavier Kong; and those fellow SSUJB people who was there since primary days should know him. I like Leonie's positiveness and courage that she has. She persevere all the way to get cured by this cancer and she doesn't even want to burden her family. Look how brave this 18 year old girl can be? Mind you she was diagnosed at the age of 17! Be sure to read her blog and follow her journey into recovering from cancer! &lt;a href="http://dancingpapercranes.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://dancingpapercranes.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;So at this point of time, we have a group called "&lt;b&gt;The Committee"&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;on Facebook whom members are going around, writing, spreading and sharing this word to help Leonie. There will be mini slash major events coming up in conjunction to raise funds for her and I hope you guys will support us too!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If you guys have &lt;b&gt;Twitter&lt;/b&gt;, do help us to trend &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#fightingcancer&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;by typing the said hash word on every tweet you send. This shows that we have your support and that you are willing to help us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If there are some of you who like to donate some finances; you can contact me as stated on my left sidebar. You'll be replied as soon as possible. Again, &lt;b&gt;I assure you that this is not a scam!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Be it a prayer or a dime, your little thoughts mean her world and it is much appreciated.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;For a better tomorrow; &lt;i&gt;#fightingcancer&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dancingpapercranes.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZRI-GW52OUQ/ThE2w39TZ2I/AAAAAAAADco/JSqdyjbvltA/s400/Leonie+Final.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&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: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;P/s: I put this post in Lime Green for a reason. &lt;i&gt;First, &lt;/i&gt;it's Leonie's favourite colour. &lt;i&gt;Second,&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;coincidence or what; Lymphoma Cancer is lime green. AWESOME!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;More information; do email us at: newlifecommittee@groups.facebook.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Charity begins from home" - &lt;/i&gt;1 Timothy 5:8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/1495319435148997789-1670511644105783341?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/1670511644105783341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=1670511644105783341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/1670511644105783341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/1670511644105783341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/07/fightingcancer.html' title='#fightingcancer'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZRI-GW52OUQ/ThE2w39TZ2I/AAAAAAAADco/JSqdyjbvltA/s72-c/Leonie+Final.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-7014454503710799832</id><published>2011-07-01T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T18:04:57.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions and more.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GdoMWJf-JXQ/Tg1V7xc1TjI/AAAAAAAADck/Htw4i5vsTmM/s1600/decisions_by_cut_and_paste.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GdoMWJf-JXQ/Tg1V7xc1TjI/AAAAAAAADck/Htw4i5vsTmM/s320/decisions_by_cut_and_paste.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Often we get so fickle-minded and couldn't make a firm decision.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;As a matter of fact, I'm not as fickle-minded compared to Mum, and sometimes Dad. It does not run through my blood and I'm proud of that. To me, I'm easy-going. Decisions made are like &lt;i&gt;*snaps fingers*&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;and nothing more. I'm fine with anything as long as it doesn't bring me harm or lead me astray.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;But it depends on what type of situation I'm in. Well there's this situation now that I'm currently in a dilemma, maybe put it as two situations. &lt;i&gt;One&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;is letting my Mum know that I've been together with someone who loves me (and I love him of course! &lt;i&gt;DUH!&lt;/i&gt;) for six months and counting. Lets just say Mum is that type of woman who basically cares for every single thing. She's just &lt;strike&gt;paranoid&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;not comfortable with the modern life we're living in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I talked to her about &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;before and I even hinted&amp;nbsp;about &lt;i&gt;him.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hope she realised it though because I remembered once, she asked me &lt;b&gt;"Why do you keep talking about him? He's interested in you is it?"&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Laughters to that question. Yes Mum, in fact &lt;i&gt;he&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;does! Yesterday when we talked about love and marraige she told me about those olden days where the Chinese believed this saying about &lt;i&gt;wooden doors are not compatible for metal doors&lt;/i&gt;. Some dialects and I seriously laughed my freaking &lt;strike&gt;ass&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;out on that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Two&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;is my financial crisis for degree. God knows what will come. I pray that I strike a jackpot or something. A thousand ringgit is hard to come by. Well I should count my blessings, because at least I'm able to continue my studies coming to my sixth semester (I'm stuck like &lt;b&gt;FOREVER&lt;/b&gt;). I should count my blessings because God gave me this life of mine, and I should cherish it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;HELP NEEDED!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I've read Leonie's blog and it just saddens me that her financial means are running dry thanks to her cancer treatments. And practically, that sum is a huge one (&lt;i&gt;your eyes make go round round with the amount of zeros you see)&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;which I myself find it hard to help. But I salute her for putting thoughts of her brother, not wanting him to drop out on his current course... and thoughts about her parents who painstakingly earn money to pay off her treatments. I do urge my dear readers to help in one way or another. I might plan something to raise funds for Leonie, but it will take time. However, if you guys are able to help out; please do with a big heart. Your help will be much appreciated. For more information; do check out her blog at &lt;a href="http://dancingpapercranes.blogspot.com/"&gt;dancingpapercranes&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;or you can even contact me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm dead serious and I'm not a con-girl which you may read on the day-to-day newspapers&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;I'm not those syndicate which goes round begging for money on the streets or the ones asking for donations which you will not know where the funds even go to (*hints to their pockets DUH!)&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Guys I'm only nineteen going twenty, would I do that? &lt;i&gt;*roll eyes* &lt;/i&gt;NO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Good day to you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-7014454503710799832?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/7014454503710799832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=7014454503710799832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/7014454503710799832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/7014454503710799832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/07/decisions-and-more.html' title='Decisions and more.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GdoMWJf-JXQ/Tg1V7xc1TjI/AAAAAAAADck/Htw4i5vsTmM/s72-c/decisions_by_cut_and_paste.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-4306206712122972627</id><published>2011-06-30T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T13:46:11.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road Not Taken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xlyC4VmUz3I/Tgv-UVpTncI/AAAAAAAADcg/aAVK3tSebbA/s1600/Two_roads___by_sunshine28.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xlyC4VmUz3I/Tgv-UVpTncI/AAAAAAAADcg/aAVK3tSebbA/s400/Two_roads___by_sunshine28.jpg" width="400px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;I took the one less traveled by,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;And that has made all the difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised today marks the end of the sixth month of the year 2011. After reading my friend's status over Facebook and after last night's texts with another friend talking about the new semester, it made me realised what I have done for the past six months. Come to think of it; I practically wasted my whole entire six months well, studying my ass out, which in the end the exam sucked way bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past six months, I'm blessed to have &lt;strong&gt;someone special&lt;/strong&gt; who loved me whole-heartedly and was there for me like 24/7 although sometimes there were ups and downs. For the past six months, I'm blessed with friends who never took for-granted of me and helped me when I needed help on classes which I never attend. For the past six months, I made new friends and got close to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past six months however, due to some reasons, I lacked behind in church and for me attending it on a Saturday evening is like once every month. For the past six months; I got pissed at people, shooting them real bad and well made it up with them. All is well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thought of having six months just flown past is somewhat like Harry Potter using the floo powder to travel to Diagon Alley. I come to the point where I have two roads in front of me and I don't know which to even step on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in this Accountancy course was not my first choice, and no it was not even a choice in my own list. What I wanted after my SPM was to be a doctor. I want to major in that line so that I could help people and satisfy my passion for it. Unfortunately, parents as being what normal parents are; had a change of thoughts and well, I ended up being in this Accountancy course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my whole entire year of 2008 doing my foundation. I spent extra 2.5 years and counting to do this course. I mean, hell yeah I'm not really a fan into this line of work, that's why it takes me so long to finish this course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by, my passion for medicine slowly disintegrated and I find myself more interested in Forensic Science. Okay crap. My mind goes wandering about when I am discouraged by my exam marks. The only thoughts will be &lt;em&gt;I should quit this course. I shall be good in another course like....Forensic science? Imagine all the dead bodies and whats not. Hey Hey! That Forensic Heroes II show is damn nice. Wished I could be like them. Do they even have scholarships for this course?&lt;/em&gt; Hmmm this goes through in my head over and over again every February and August, when the results are out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I still am stuck in this Accountancy program. I don't know which paper to take or even to start with my degree. I'm contemplating so much till I feel so emotional over it. There are pros and cons about it (thanks to boyfiee who talked me into this). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Pros&lt;/strong&gt;: Imagine me having a degree, I could possibly &lt;em&gt;One&lt;/em&gt; HAVE A DEGREE AT THE AGE OF TWENTY! GOD KNOWS WHAT COMES INTO MY MIND. I mean, Raechel has her degree at the age of 19. Righttt.... &lt;em&gt;Two&lt;/em&gt; I can have high pay in firms that I work in. &lt;em&gt;Three&lt;/em&gt; I can get a job easily. I mean, these days first thing that comes into the firms' mouth is that six-lettered word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Cons&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;One&lt;/em&gt; the financial means. I have to pay a range from RM1800 to RM2000 for that. Where else can I find money when currently my tuition fee is like RM1450? &lt;em&gt;Two&lt;/em&gt; if lets say I fail one of my fundamental papers *choy choy touch wood touch metal touch plastic* I can't hand up my degree until the next semester. &lt;em&gt;Three&lt;/em&gt; I don't even know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess having my own dreams of studying what I wanted is a big no-no to me. In my life, I once had an opportunity to dream to study medicine and an opportunity to embrace accountancy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I choose the latter, that makes me where I am today, right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-4306206712122972627?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/4306206712122972627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=4306206712122972627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/4306206712122972627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/4306206712122972627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/06/road-not-taken.html' title='The Road Not Taken'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xlyC4VmUz3I/Tgv-UVpTncI/AAAAAAAADcg/aAVK3tSebbA/s72-c/Two_roads___by_sunshine28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-6485157421067201574</id><published>2011-06-27T12:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T12:12:35.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So practically, I managed to get hold of &lt;b&gt;Sarah Wong&lt;/b&gt;'s Oreo Cheesecake recipe. Decided to do it over the weekends, since I have a new electric oven &lt;i&gt;*claps hands with glee*&lt;/i&gt;. Bought the stuffs on &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Friday Friday gonna get down on a&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Friday&amp;nbsp;with Mum and the kids. Actually thought I had RM20 in hand so I can grab all sorts of baking stuff, but to my horror there's only one RM10 and five RM1 notes. But thanks to Mum for "sponsoring" me this baking stuff. Without you, I still can make it! Hahaha I kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was officially going to bake on Saturday, but it turns out that Mum couldn't remember where she placed all the baking accessories. &lt;i&gt;*crap crap crap yada yada yada*&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;But after bugging her to find, she finally found it and I was quite hesistant to use it since it was kind of out of shape. Heh. So off we go, baking on a Saturday afternoon. Actually promised my cousins to let them see how baking looks like, but the thought of me not finding the accessories; I had to tell them "No". Besides, its my first time trying it and what if it was a huge huge failure, &lt;i&gt;*dig hole and put head into the ground*&lt;/i&gt;. Miraculously it was a success. Got so excited for it and yelp CHEESECAKE CHEESECAKE 8D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I already planned my steps properly. I've decided to let my Godma taste my cheesecake since her birthday was on the next day. Couldn't find her. Couldn't reach her. Pretty much disappointed. *&lt;i&gt;sighs*&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;So in the end, I let my parents taste the first taste of that cheesecake. Dad was like "Taste like cheese only". Yes Dad, its CHEESEcake. What did you expect? Silly you. All in all the cheesecake was pretty much &lt;b&gt;AWESOME&lt;/b&gt;, not that sweet not that cheesy. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VEw17uq3g28/Tgf9MrK25tI/AAAAAAAADcM/4U0huRPpAwY/s1600/IMG_0980.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VEw17uq3g28/Tgf9MrK25tI/AAAAAAAADcM/4U0huRPpAwY/s320/IMG_0980.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0eqVB87y4xY/Tgf9QOlY76I/AAAAAAAADcQ/5Iww44wdwL8/s1600/IMG_0982.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0eqVB87y4xY/Tgf9QOlY76I/AAAAAAAADcQ/5Iww44wdwL8/s320/IMG_0982.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The next day I woke up damn early. Gave some teeny-weeny slices to my aunts and cousins. Cousins went &lt;i&gt;gaga&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;over it. Went for Corpus Christi mass in Majodi celebrated by that &lt;i&gt;ang moh nang&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;which I forgot his name but I know something about Nuncio. Hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/-PXv3EV34JCU/TggAYmrfOrI/AAAAAAAADcY/lG6yVmCF8hI/s1600/IMG_1001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PXv3EV34JCU/TggAYmrfOrI/AAAAAAAADcY/lG6yVmCF8hI/s320/IMG_1001.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Video of SHC Youth singing "&lt;b&gt;Seasons of Love&lt;/b&gt;" is with me. Private message me over Facebook or Twitter if you want to watch it. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Got to know that my Godma got bitten by ants and was home-bound due to the big big sore on her feet. But celebrated with her yesterday and she said my cheesecake was &lt;b&gt;AWESOME!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;hahaha ok I'm so damn happy. &lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GODMA!&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hope you liked it (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's about my weekend, what about yours?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;One, I hate people who just thinks I'm "THAT" stupid. Think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Two, Went to bed with a heavy broken heart because of a misunderstanding pinpointing incident. Wished to talk to you so badly last night but you're out. Its okay. I'm fine. :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Three, Saw &lt;i&gt;him&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;yesterday. Didn't even dare to look up. Pondered why he ignored me. Why must I suffer this&lt;strike&gt; shit &lt;/strike&gt;from you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Four, &lt;strike&gt;unable to go for Confirmation Camp this year. Thank you people for not allowing me to.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Five, I seriously need a break from life. :/&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/1495319435148997789-6485157421067201574?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/6485157421067201574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=6485157421067201574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/6485157421067201574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/6485157421067201574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-weekend.html' title='My Weekend'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VEw17uq3g28/Tgf9MrK25tI/AAAAAAAADcM/4U0huRPpAwY/s72-c/IMG_0980.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-2139198338196342844</id><published>2011-06-26T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T22:06:43.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate it when...</title><content type='html'>...people never spare a thought for others. I don't really get it. Why does people think I'm that stupid? Come on! I know what's right and what's wrong. You can't judge me for who I am. I'm not that stupid to post my own personal life slash family videos online. Who on earth can be that stupid to do that? I only upload videos which the public can watch i.e. Videos from SHC Youth or friend's birthday outing or my cats. Other than that nothing. Nada. Zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe that all of you think I'm "THAT" stupid. Fml for being helpful to others. In the end I get misunderstood, pin-pointed at and criticized. Thank you so mug for your "lovely thoughts" but kindly save it for yourself and rub it on your faces. Back at ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Shall update tomorrow about my weekends. &lt;br /&gt;Pss: HAPPY BIRTHDAY GODMA! Hope you enjoyed that slice of cheesecake I baked for you. Love you so much and take care ya! God bless you (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-2139198338196342844?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/2139198338196342844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=2139198338196342844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/2139198338196342844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/2139198338196342844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-hate-it-when.html' title='I hate it when...'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-3101467929596179031</id><published>2011-06-23T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T11:36:16.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY KITTY CAT MISSING D:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lH7Dxtfy88g/TaJgLgYwsDI/AAAAAAAADLI/pM2w1tHif4A/s1600/216423_10150160686098293_670208292_6790919_2514379_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lH7Dxtfy88g/TaJgLgYwsDI/AAAAAAAADLI/pM2w1tHif4A/s320/216423_10150160686098293_670208292_6790919_2514379_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As I was preparing myself to type this out, this little cat came out of nowhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fur ruffled up, all so dirty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hungry, thirsty and what's not. Kthxbai.&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/1495319435148997789-3101467929596179031?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/3101467929596179031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=3101467929596179031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/3101467929596179031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/3101467929596179031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-kitty-cat-missing-d.html' title='MY KITTY CAT MISSING D:'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lH7Dxtfy88g/TaJgLgYwsDI/AAAAAAAADLI/pM2w1tHif4A/s72-c/216423_10150160686098293_670208292_6790919_2514379_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-6636017645429948151</id><published>2011-06-22T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T12:43:49.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 6 MONTHS ANNIVERSARY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X0KVZSPSTWo/TgFuKOa15WI/AAAAAAAADZ4/R5l0s_yRano/s1600/IMG_0041.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X0KVZSPSTWo/TgFuKOa15WI/AAAAAAAADZ4/R5l0s_yRano/s320/IMG_0041.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="27" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mVJ7UN5P3cg" width="-3"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You give me strength,&amp;nbsp;You give me hope&lt;br /&gt;You give me someone to&amp;nbsp;love someone to hold&lt;br /&gt;When I'm in your arms&amp;nbsp;I need you to know&lt;br /&gt;I've never been,&amp;nbsp;I've never been this close&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Close- Westlife&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been six months and going through this relationship with you is an eye-opener to what love is all about. I used to have no faith in relationships because my prevous' ones ended within three months. I always used to think what will it be like if I was showered with tender love and care. Until I met you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You gave me everything I needed, I couldn't ask for more. Love, care, security. You name it, you'll have it. Journeying with you for these six months, both up and down, was a brand new thing that I never went through before. I'm glad you didn't give up hope on me, and persevered on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the bottom of my heart, I thank you baby. I'm sorry for all those paranoia and jealousy (p/s: I'm human!!! So its normal for me.), I'm sorry for all the pain I've caused you. But all in all, I love you so much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY SIX MONTHS ANNIVERSARY BABY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I pray for more months and years to come. :3&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OWLjVMSICWs/TgFxrR50EmI/AAAAAAAADZ8/WyDEXfTze8I/s1600/IMG_8340.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OWLjVMSICWs/TgFxrR50EmI/AAAAAAAADZ8/WyDEXfTze8I/s400/IMG_8340.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Istana Gardens (18.06.2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/1495319435148997789-6636017645429948151?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/6636017645429948151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=6636017645429948151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/6636017645429948151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/6636017645429948151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-6-months-anniversary.html' title='HAPPY 6 MONTHS ANNIVERSARY!'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X0KVZSPSTWo/TgFuKOa15WI/AAAAAAAADZ4/R5l0s_yRano/s72-c/IMG_0041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-1668925491718926000</id><published>2011-06-21T12:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T12:58:31.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-joBa214sXig/TgAZT38tKcI/AAAAAAAADYc/MWCIqSh5iDc/s1600/Promise_by_ibjennyjenny.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-joBa214sXig/TgAZT38tKcI/AAAAAAAADYc/MWCIqSh5iDc/s320/Promise_by_ibjennyjenny.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="27" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KOLDiXnQC7Q" width="-3"&gt;&lt;/iframe&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: justify;"&gt;It had taken me awhile to type this post out. I've written half a blog long for this post, but I chose to erase it again. I don't know how to start or even where to start.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I may be starting to feel paranoid or maybe insecure but I'm just a mere human being who yearns to be loved, to be cared of and to be noticed. Sitting down, thinking what had been going on this year was pretty much not admirable to me. Although there are times when I'm proud of being me, I'm still not satisfied for what I am today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I seriously don't know what to say. Words can't really describe what I'm feeling right now seriously.&amp;nbsp;I need a chance to prove that I'm still that plain old Christine. But it seems that everything moves forward and not back, thus being the plain old me is just a wishful thought and nothing more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, don't ask me why am I writing this pointless post, because I myself don't even know why I wrote this. Just a mere thought, a feeling; nothing more. Just needed to get it off my chest which probably I won't in like gazillion years.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545454; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545454; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;帶我走　到遙遠的以後&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545454; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;帶走我　一個人自轉的寂寞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545454; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;帶我走　就算我的愛　你的自由　都將成為泡沫&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #545454; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;我不怕　帶我走&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/1495319435148997789-1668925491718926000?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/1668925491718926000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=1668925491718926000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/1668925491718926000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/1668925491718926000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/06/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-joBa214sXig/TgAZT38tKcI/AAAAAAAADYc/MWCIqSh5iDc/s72-c/Promise_by_ibjennyjenny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-5388255128619215057</id><published>2011-06-19T21:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T21:32:21.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YOLANDA WONG DING DONG BELL'S 19TH BIRTHDAY!</title><content type='html'>As promised, I will rant a super di duper long blog post ever since &lt;i&gt;I-don't-know-when&lt;/i&gt;'s long post. So yesterday was my &lt;i&gt;mei mei&lt;/i&gt;'s birthday. She's none other than the name stated on my post title. Uhm, minus the ding dong bell okay? I don't know why I love putting ding dong bell behind her name. Don't ask. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So apparently I wanted to plan a surprise birthday thing for her. Unfortunately, based on my past experiences, I suck in planning it. In the end the surprise is not entirely a surprise because I had to call the rest and ask where were they.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practically, our plan was everyone meet at the entrance at 9am while Yolanda makes her way to that place. In the end, well, everyone came later than us as we changed plans halfway. Like I said; it was a surprise with an epic fail. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for a picnic in &lt;b&gt;Istana Gardens&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;which was actually suggested by Melissa. Sadly, she wasn't able to join us due to well some reasons. So we searched for the place up on a hill. Thought the gazebo was open so that we could sit there while playing Frisbee on the lawn. But it wasn't so we placed the mat on the lawn, in which we didn't notice there was an ant hill nearby. So the only Frisbee maniac was Boyfiee. I mean, he loves frisbee. So he taught Yolanda, Sarah and Izz. Oh I had a bad experience on it last year in Singapore. So scrap that thought of learning how to play. 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He just love cheesecake that's why. We watched this show called Super 8 &lt;u&gt;PRODUCED BY&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;Steven Spielberg. He's good in all those alien alien kind of show. Remember E.T? &lt;i&gt;*roll eyes*&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;I was scared to even watch that last time, but now I find it cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--ivRfVRImLE/Tf30NiVD0GI/AAAAAAAADX0/mOhIplnib-U/s1600/super_8_poster4a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--ivRfVRImLE/Tf30NiVD0GI/AAAAAAAADX0/mOhIplnib-U/s320/super_8_poster4a.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&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: left;"&gt;Again, this movie was about alien. The way the story goes is really really an eye-catcher. Makes you wish to know more, and that suspense of knowing what alien was that. All I know I was grabbing and squeezing Boyfiee's hands real hard when those "suspense" just pop out of nowhere. Haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So as we were watching halfway, Daniel told us that he arrived in CS like an hour before the estimated time he would reach. Malaysian time indeed! He waited for us and finally when the show ended we went to Nandos and had a good time eating and having Si Hao staring at the cheesecake. Oh and Meli joined us too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/-IH45SykK68U/Tf32cCuxEZI/AAAAAAAADX4/Ld10qCJqOo4/s1600/IMG_8410.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IH45SykK68U/Tf32cCuxEZI/AAAAAAAADX4/Ld10qCJqOo4/s320/IMG_8410.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Law and Order. Inside joke. 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Thanks to Boyfiee for his camera, Sarah for the lovely awesome Oreo Cheesecake and to Izzat, Meli, Si Hao and Daniel for your presence. &lt;b&gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY TO YOU YOLANDA MEI MEI! &lt;/b&gt;With love from all of us;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WSAjX75_kTM" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;YES IT'S ON YOUTUBE BECAUSE MY IPOD LINKS UP TO YOUTUBE. HAHAHA.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;More photos up on Facebook! Kthxbai.&amp;nbsp;&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/1495319435148997789-5388255128619215057?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/5388255128619215057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=5388255128619215057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/5388255128619215057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/5388255128619215057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/06/yolanda-wong-ding-dong-bells-19th.html' title='YOLANDA WONG DING DONG BELL&apos;S 19TH BIRTHDAY!'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wUADVtsGJtk/Tf3zIRD0hOI/AAAAAAAADXA/INE1GEyeRYY/s72-c/IMG_8396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-7716497678914936921</id><published>2011-06-17T20:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T20:04:17.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Are Words</title><content type='html'>This song had been in my head ever since yesterday. I'm actually am touched by this song, so now I'm going to share it with you guys out there. This is &lt;b&gt;What Are Words&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;by &lt;i&gt;Chris Medina&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="286" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nQY4dIxY1H4" width="450"&gt;&lt;/iframe&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Anywhere you are, I am near&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you go, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;Anytime you whisper my name, you'll see&lt;br /&gt;How every single promise I keep&lt;br /&gt;Cuz what kind of guy would I be&lt;br /&gt;If I was to leave when you need me most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are words&lt;br /&gt;If you really don't mean them&lt;br /&gt;When you say them&lt;br /&gt;What are words&lt;br /&gt;If they're only for good times&lt;br /&gt;Then they don't&lt;br /&gt;When it's love&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you say them out loud&lt;br /&gt;Those words, They never go away&lt;br /&gt;They live on, even when we're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know an angel was sent just for me&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'm meant to be where I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; And I'm gonna be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 27px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Standing right beside her tonight&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna be by your side&lt;br /&gt;I would never leave when she needs me most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are words&lt;br /&gt;If you really don't mean them&lt;br /&gt;When you say them&lt;br /&gt;What are words&lt;br /&gt;If they're only for good times&lt;br /&gt;Then they don't&lt;br /&gt;When it's love&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you say them out loud&lt;br /&gt;Those words, They never go away&lt;br /&gt;They live on, even when we're gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you are, I am near&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you go, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna be here forever more&lt;br /&gt;Every single promise I keep&lt;br /&gt;Cuz what kind of guy would I be&lt;br /&gt;If I was to leave when you need me most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm forever keeping my angel close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-7716497678914936921?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/7716497678914936921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=7716497678914936921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/7716497678914936921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/7716497678914936921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-are-words.html' title='What Are Words'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/nQY4dIxY1H4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-6260560924311791456</id><published>2011-06-16T11:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T12:02:55.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-16CkCBP9JI4/Tfl5UkxORrI/AAAAAAAADVk/pe-FMdnCHjA/s1600/249859_10150224944153293_670208292_7381777_1785334_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-16CkCBP9JI4/Tfl5UkxORrI/AAAAAAAADVk/pe-FMdnCHjA/s320/249859_10150224944153293_670208292_7381777_1785334_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&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: justify;"&gt;Hello everyone. Thanks for asking me how's my exams and wishing me good luck. Exams are pretty much okay, just that there's some disappointments along the way. Happy school holidays to my coursemates and welcome back to school to the rest. Now its time for me and my friends to sit back, relax, party everyday and plan for the coming semester.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Just got my timetable today and well, I pretty much feel blur about it. For now, I have classes on Thursdays and Fridays at 3.30pm, ending at 6.30pm. Yeah, you guys must be thinking who on earth is that stupid to go for classes till late evenings. I'm contemplating to take up Finance and Audit at the Professional level. The hours are long and its killing, so scrap that fact. I may think twice and put my investment somewhere more fruitful i.e. Singapore? That's just a thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;So what did I do for the past few days? &lt;i&gt;*thinks*&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nothing much actually. I don't know why but I keep waking up early in the morning i.e. 7.30am and am fully awake. That's just nonsense, seriously. I'll be wide awake until like 12am and dead sleep till the next morning. I think my body clock is abit haywired thanks to the exams. Crappy crap crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know what to rant about now. I may have stuffs to rant after Saturday since I'm going out on a date with Yolanda Wong Ding Dong Bell. At the moment, I'm just rotting myself at home, onlining like three-quarters of the day, being a &lt;strike&gt;babysitter&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;sister for my cats (&lt;i&gt;the little baby cat love to follow me everywhere I go. Its annoying at times&lt;/i&gt;), cooking myself instant noodles for lunch, having a hooolaahhh time with my cousins in their house, updating blog background and nothing else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Right, if you guys noticed, two days before I had a very nice airplane theme for my blog. But I kinda got pissed as I cant find my history. So yeah, screwed the whole thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay I don't know what to rant, but see you guys soon. I promise I'll update a more fruitful one soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Currently, I'm contemplating and finding for a part-time/internship or whatsoever nonsense which can give me a side income. On the plus side, I'm going to help my lecturer to type notes. Okay, I got to go. My cat is destroying my recycling bag. Kthxbai!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;P/s: I cant simply come out of the house because I still need permission from my parents and I don't have a car. Period.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;P/ss: I can't go on holidays because money is not on my side now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;P/sss: I really want to help out in the Confirmation Camp this year, can I, Steve?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1495319435148997789-6260560924311791456?l=cc-writes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/feeds/6260560924311791456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1495319435148997789&amp;postID=6260560924311791456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/6260560924311791456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1495319435148997789/posts/default/6260560924311791456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cc-writes.blogspot.com/2011/06/hello.html' title='Hello.'/><author><name>christinechoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06672755430617241788</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_anHRlV-3pnE/TKSextKRUZI/AAAAAAAAClg/YUfEViZfBG0/S220/DSC03032A.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-16CkCBP9JI4/Tfl5UkxORrI/AAAAAAAADVk/pe-FMdnCHjA/s72-c/249859_10150224944153293_670208292_7381777_1785334_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1495319435148997789.post-4201853704749680971</id><published>2011-06-14T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T17:43:55.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREEDOM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A9SwgbPuRiw/Tfcs_aFAv_I/AAAAAAAADVI/OiMrckqTreQ/s1600/Disco_by_valyeszter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A9SwgbPuRiw/Tfcs_aFAv_I/AAAAAAAADVI/OiMrckqTreQ/s320/Disco_by_valyeszter.jpg" wid
