<?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-5970504063456192693</id><updated>2012-01-21T23:43:23.706+08:00</updated><category term='just a thought.'/><category term='hidden emotions.'/><category term='because it&apos;s been almost 2 weeks now since my last update'/><category term='just a thought'/><category term='random-cum-thought'/><category term='thoughts of life'/><category term='feelings'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='Self-reflect.'/><category term='just for laughs'/><category term='mixed feelings'/><category term='self-examination'/><category term='out of boredom'/><category term='and these are the moments in my life'/><category term='self-reflection'/><category term='Inspiration'/><category term='Impromptu-ness'/><category term='Random-ness'/><category term='moments in life'/><title type='text'>Moments in Life</title><subtitle type='html'>"For yesterday is but a dream, and tomorrow only a vision; but today, well lived, makes every yesterday a dream of happiness, and every tomorrow a vision of hope."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>110</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-4979070442542771762</id><published>2012-01-21T00:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T00:57:38.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"There's one sad truth in life I've found while journeying east and west - The only folks we really wound are those we love the best. We flatter those we scarcely know, we please the fleeting guest, and deal full many a thoughtless blow to those who love us best."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Ella Wheeler Wilcox -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-4979070442542771762?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4979070442542771762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=4979070442542771762' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/4979070442542771762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/4979070442542771762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2012/01/theres-one-sad-truth-in-life-ive-found.html' title=''/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-4450983091339608316</id><published>2012-01-21T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T00:55:27.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suddenly, I'm not so sure anymore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm tired trying to resolve issues, even more so when i became the cause. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-4450983091339608316?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4450983091339608316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=4450983091339608316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/4450983091339608316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/4450983091339608316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2012/01/suddenly-im-not-so-sure-anymore.html' title='Suddenly, I&apos;m not so sure anymore.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-5940002070188274145</id><published>2012-01-07T11:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T11:32:13.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend or Foe?</title><content type='html'>I never cease to wonder how sometimes, a simple statement made by a friend could cause so much distress. And there I was, pondering upon the past, succumbing to the negative feelings that overwhelmed me. Maybe I thought, I was wrong, that I was just making my own assumptions. Maybe I thought this time it was different, that this was a chance to patch up a friendship that was long lost. But now, on second thought, maybe my gut feeling was not wrong after all. I mean apart from the fact that such a statement had triggered the openings of the negative memory windows of the past, you, whether with ill intentions or not, had absorbed a good part of energy that was left in me. I can't blame you for that though, because I was the one that chose to dwell on such things, that caused my own distress. But I guess, a friend that is worth keeping is not one who wishes to witness the downfall of his or her friend, but rather a true friend is one who would provide support and see to the success and happiness of his friend. Having said that, I do not have enough information to completely verify what I think I know is the case, but if it is, I could really do away with a friend like you - one who rips the energy of his friend. Still, I wish you the very best in all that you do; but to envision upon the hope of a good friendship, I won't bother trying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-5940002070188274145?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5940002070188274145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=5940002070188274145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/5940002070188274145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/5940002070188274145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2012/01/friend-or-foe.html' title='Friend or Foe?'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-5992496192491169735</id><published>2011-12-26T19:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T20:09:53.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now the all too common question asked in our existing human race:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"What is love?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Its hard to define what it really is, for from children to teenagers to adults to scholars, love is perceived from different angles, and as such defined differently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I guess love is really not just a feeling, but rather commitment combined with action. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I just found out that my dad was after my mum for a good seven years before they finally got together. What an interesting discovery, but it only verifies an extra fact,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that love is also patient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-5992496192491169735?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5992496192491169735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=5992496192491169735' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/5992496192491169735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/5992496192491169735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2011/12/now-all-too-common-question-in-our.html' title=''/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-4662185124532345096</id><published>2011-12-10T02:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T03:40:56.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the litte things I used to fret about...</title><content type='html'>As I grow older, I realize how some things in life matter less. Things that catches you by surprise when you were five no longer comes out as a surprise. Things that worried you so much you literally had sleepless nights when you were in primary no longer present themselves as threats. Events that seemingly represented the end of the world when you were Form 1 seem almost insignificant now. Exams that created so much stress your face popped its own pimples when you were Form 3 is now but bitter-sweet memories. The crushes you had and sometimes got emotional about all seem so silly now, oh hopeless romantic! The envious moments of your friends which often only led to more strife seem all but a waste of time and energy. The things that people say which bothered you so much back when you were young and seemingly helpless doesn't seem to matter now. The rumors that you hear about others which you more often than not were tempted to believe now leaves you wondering how true they were and if its even fair to cast any form of judgement. The major arguments and little fights with your siblings that made you feel like casting them out momentarily using your magic dust are now turning into meaningful and highly treasured conversations which only reminds you to appreciate them more. The promises that people made but break are all too common now, only reminding you to be wary and not follow in their footsteps. The constant nagging of your parents which only agitated you further seem to slowly make sense now. The little stuffs that you used to sweat about is probably not worth half a droplet of what is to be thought about now. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And it took me twenty-one good years to have less worries to go about,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh the little things I used to fret about...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-4662185124532345096?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4662185124532345096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=4662185124532345096' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/4662185124532345096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/4662185124532345096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-litte-things-i-used-to-fret-about.html' title='Oh the litte things I used to fret about...'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-812442987128851422</id><published>2011-08-31T17:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T17:50:21.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been thinking, that's all I can say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-812442987128851422?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/812442987128851422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=812442987128851422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/812442987128851422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/812442987128851422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2011/08/ive-been-thinking-thats-all-i-can-say.html' title=''/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-4384117536855778073</id><published>2011-08-18T18:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T20:14:58.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALAS, ITS OVER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;HOW TIME FLIES! I can't believe the last paper is over. :( I know I'm supposed to be jumping for joy, and I was when I stepped out of the exam hall earlier; however, looking back now and Lord willing that all goes well, I think I'm going to terribly miss college life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The friends that you've made throughout the course of your studies; the wonderful lecturers that has helped and guided you along the way; the lunch hours and chill-out sessions with your friends while waiting for classes to commence; the anxiety of awaiting for your results; the joy of knowing that you've done well as well as the disappointment of knowing you could have done a lil better; the random jokes that your friends make that never fail to crack you up; the funny and meaningful quotes of your lecturers that would make you remember for life; the nervousness of standing in front of the whole class to make your presentations; the words of encouragement that both your peers and lecturers offer you along the way; the craziest things you say in front of your goofy bunch of friends; the rides you share with your friends to and back from college; the frustrating moments of having to deal with un-obtained results and payment of fees; the simple compliment your peers render that lights up your day; the glorious and embarrassing moments of answering a question right, or wrong; the events that you organize with your college peers; the excitement and thrill of being a participant in college activities and events; the alarming moment of having your name called to provide answers and opinions in class; the nerve-racking but rewarding-at-times moments of having your friends sabotage you to answer a posted question by the lecturer; the laughter of the class when the lecturer unleashes his or her sense of humor; the joyful and frustrating moments of working with team members; the flexibility of going into class 10-30 minutes late sometimes (whoops *seals mouth*); the stares that you get when you walk into a classroom where everyone is well seated; the weekly renewing of your borrowed library books because you deem buying a new one a waste of money; the warm smiles that you receive in return from friends, lecturers and sometimes college staffs; the anticipation of going to class the next day especially when you love the subject and the lecturer; the thoughtful 'Hi' and 'Byes' you get from your friends who randomly pops up; the highly anxious, nervous and sometimes frightening moments of walking into the exam hall, just like today, and the list goes on, and on, and on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll not be able to list everything down as it would probably take forever; but one thing for sure is that I will most certainly miss this phase of my life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thereby it is with much gratitude and appreciation that I would want to express a big THANK YOU to those who have been with me and who was always there for me throughout my course of undergraduate studies the past 3-4 years, friends; lecturers; family and loved ones; you know who you are. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To my dear friends who are still undergoing your remaining studies, ALL THE BEST, BREAK A LEG! And to those of us who will be doing our internship this coming semester, ALL THE BEST, MAY WE BRING BACK SOMETHING FROM THIS VALUABLE EXPERIENCE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S: Now i've got to start worrying about buying my Office Wear =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday, here I come! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-4384117536855778073?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4384117536855778073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=4384117536855778073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/4384117536855778073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/4384117536855778073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2011/08/alas-its-over.html' title='ALAS, ITS OVER!'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-1354293815465652345</id><published>2011-08-15T15:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T17:06:52.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One down, another to go!</title><content type='html'>First paper's up. 2 hours and 40 minutes were filled with much writings and anxiety for the fear of the lack of time. Well, what can I say - I did what I can within the capacity of time. As one of my lecturers so rightly put forth, "do your best and God will take care of the rest." Couldn't agree more. We'll see how this turns out. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now is probably the time to start focusing on the next paper, after which much mental preparation is required for the upcoming adventure of internship which well, is WORK! Aiyaaaiii Captain :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, I'm thankful for those who've been around to offer me their support, directly or indirectly. Its through these support system that I gain strength to rise up when I hit rock bottom. On a personal note, Thank You for always being there to offer me your words of encouragement and drop a message every now and then out of concern; despite having to take care of your own set of challenges. I probably never told you how much it meant to me in the past; so I'm letting you know again, thank you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's funny sometimes, to think of how great "life" in itself actually is; with its strong, narcissistic love for itself, it instills in one a tremendous amount of will, vitality and zest to pursue and live it to its best; yet being imperfect, giving in to its mood swings, it never fails to confute you at times with the amount of lemons it tosses at you, expecting you to search for the "sweetness" within the prescribed sourness. Then there are times where it kindly shows you the road home, yet there are times where it ditches you at a crossroad, expecting you to find your own way home; whereas you know not where both of the roads may lead to. Unsure of which road you should take, you're left in a rut of uncertainties and emotions, all mixed up; and this is when you start to consult your gut feelings; and what if your gut feelings may turn out to be wrong? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is where the question of God comes in. There are many things concerning the future which perhaps, I may not be able to fully comprehend and obtain an answer as of now, but I trust that the Lord knows what is best for me and therefore I'll leave it to Him to take care of all things, in time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Many things about tomorrow, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't seem to understand,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But I know who holds tomorrow,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I know who holds my hand." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;~Words by Ira Stanphill, 1950~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-1354293815465652345?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1354293815465652345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=1354293815465652345' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/1354293815465652345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/1354293815465652345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2011/08/one-down-another-to-go.html' title='One down, another to go!'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-4533362172277881764</id><published>2011-08-13T18:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T18:15:47.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Buttons.</title><content type='html'>Hot buttons - We all have them. A comment from someone who reminds you of your sensitive past may more often than not, leave you feeling sucky the whole day. Its easy to say sometimes, to look at things from a brighter perspective; but more often than not, in your attempts, you only tend to dwell on it even more. Humans - appearing strong on the outlook, but vulnerable from within. Emotions, very often get the better of us, and this perhaps is what we would have to deal with from time to time. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday night, was the day where i had my hot buttons pushed. Thanks, Aunty, you may not have realized it, but perhaps you may want to think twice before making a remark next time. I read an article the other day about how nosy Asians actually are, I never really gave much thought to it, until now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, I should have my self-defense mechanism up and running, and stop being too nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just another Saturday evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-4533362172277881764?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4533362172277881764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=4533362172277881764' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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center;"&gt;They come by and go,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But this is not just like any other;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It pierces through like a sword, and leaves you grasping for air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-1654526822779465810?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1654526822779465810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=1654526822779465810' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/1654526822779465810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/1654526822779465810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2011/08/heartache.html' title='Heartache.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-4043497737054771604</id><published>2011-07-30T18:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T00:22:38.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good friends do not come by easily</title><content type='html'>When there are days you are feeling blue&lt;div&gt;And all you want is to just sit and coo;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thinking about the slightest hope that's left in you;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can't help to wonder if it seems what it is, just as true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your mind starts to wonder, and you start to ponder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About all the possible outcomes that may occur&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which often times leave you clueless, helpless, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and your spirit asunder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, as a knight in shining armor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your friends come by to deliver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With a warm chatter and smile on their faces &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things suddenly, just seem a little bit better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are not ordinary friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who just drops a "Hi" every now and then;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But rather friends, who you've known for over 10 years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That sticks around with you; through both laughter and sometimes, tears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then you start to realize how time has passed us by;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the reminiscence of both primary and high school years &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That consisted of nice and nasty teachers; schoolbags that were bigger in size than us; the popular girl at school and usually, guys we used to like.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny when you come to think about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of how we used to giggle at the slightest thing;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But those were the good days and wonderful memories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That i'll never want to wipe clean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite the different paths in life that we may undertake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The uncertainty of not knowing what future lies ahead;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing I do know is that good friends are hard to come by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore this friendship; is something that I would want to treasure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-4043497737054771604?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4043497737054771604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-699702557682047910</id><published>2011-07-28T21:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T22:46:34.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going all out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"To love is to risk not being loved in return; To hope is to risk pain; To try is to risk failure, but risk must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Life is too short for any regrets; if you love someone, at least have the courage to tell them; even if it means you might get hurt. If you want something really badly, go all out and give your best; even if it means you may fail. If you want to know what truly makes you happy, take time to explore and discover for yourself the world; even it means you will have to sacrifice certain things in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Life is all about taking risks; if you're too afraid of taking them, you'll probably never be able to look back and say: "hey, at least i've tried and gave my best."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's all about the choices we make in life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-699702557682047910?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/699702557682047910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=699702557682047910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/699702557682047910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/699702557682047910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2011/07/going-all-out.html' title='Going all out'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-8469087005657990801</id><published>2011-07-24T17:33:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T17:52:48.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Evening's lingering thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then again, will anything in life ever be certain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ourcoffeestops.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/crossroads.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At a crossroad - should decisions in life be made on objectivity or mere feelings?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-8469087005657990801?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8469087005657990801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=8469087005657990801' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/8469087005657990801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/8469087005657990801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2011/07/sunday-evenings-lingering-thought.html' title='Sunday Evening&apos;s lingering thought'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-2941828231769428973</id><published>2011-07-08T16:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T17:07:01.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To a place beyond this world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know there are times where you just feel like getting away to a faraway island, shutting yourself out from the hustles and bustles of the modern world; not having to worry too much about the troubles of life and the people around you; reading your favorite book and reflecting on your own life whilst enjoying the beauty of nature.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's how I feel  like right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Out-of-sight, out-of-mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-2941828231769428973?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2941828231769428973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=2941828231769428973' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/2941828231769428973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/2941828231769428973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2011/07/to-place-beyond-this-world.html' title='To a place beyond this world.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-103665609926446547</id><published>2011-01-19T23:55:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T00:45:36.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Napping equals lower productivity? Think Again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;DID YOU KNOW THAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bill Clinton napped while President &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;to help him cope with the pressure of office?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Brahms napped at the piano while he composed his favourite lullaby?&lt;br /&gt;- Napolean napped between battles while sitting on his horse?&lt;br /&gt;-Churchill maintained that he had to nap in order to cope with his wartime responsibility?&lt;br /&gt;-Geniuses such as Edison and da Vinci napped?&lt;br /&gt;-Margaret Thatcher napped in order to be at her best?&lt;br /&gt;-Einstein napped frequently during the day to help him think more clearly. He would sit in his favourite armchair with a pencil in his hand and purposefully doze off. He would wake when the pencil dropped, ensuring that he did not enter a deep sleep from which it would be difficult to wake up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=0 ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The Siesta is one of the most famous aspects of Spanish life - that dead period in late afternoons when everything shuts down in Spain, in theory so people can go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Siesta had existed for thousand of years and was previously regarded as a physical necessity rather than a luxury. While the traditional Spanish style siesta can last up to 2 hours to avoid the hottest part of the day, there is actually a biological need for people in all climates to have a short rest in the afternoon to revive energy levels. The form of rest recommended for health and productivity benefits is a short 10-20 minute nap, and not the 2 hour long siesta normally associated with Spain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Siesta Facts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-More energy&lt;br /&gt;-Improve productivity by over 30%&lt;br /&gt;-Improve alertness by up to 100%&lt;br /&gt;-Reduce stress and the risk of heart disease by 34%&lt;br /&gt;-Better negotiation and communication&lt;br /&gt;-Reduce risk of accidents at work and on the road&lt;br /&gt;-Happiness and wellbeing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning though: Possible slight risk of developing Type 2 diabetes. Several factors which may be behind the link included disrupted night-time sleep and an association between napping and reduced physical activity. However, in terms of being major risk factors for developing Type 2 diabetes, disturbed sleep or napping are likely to remain less significant than already established factors such as being overweight, being above the age of 40 or having a history of diabetes in family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the benefits outweigh the cost, workaholics (as prevalent in our Asian culture) should consider taking a nap or two during the day for better alertness, health and higher productivity! Shouldn't organizations consider this as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I vote for SIESTAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-103665609926446547?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/103665609926446547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=103665609926446547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/103665609926446547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/103665609926446547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2011/01/napping-equals-lower-productivity-think.html' title='Napping equals lower productivity? Think Again.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-8599850241089776269</id><published>2010-12-04T22:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T23:44:38.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to Blog About!</title><content type='html'>Just going through the ongoing updates of my peers on their blogs, i feel a sudden urge to blog. Also because there's something for me to blog about tonight - talk about inspiration, eh? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FACEBOOK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspiring enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm sure many of your faces would have light up upon hearing the word Facebook. I mean, who doesn't have a facebook account in today's modern world of technology, right? Afterall we use Facebook to communicate, poke and even smile at our peers. =o Yea, with all sorts of applications we can do all sorts of things to our friends, virtually. (May or may not be a good thing hm). Even mummy has a fb i found out! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway, putting all that aside. Ever wondered how Facebook came about?&lt;br /&gt;-It all started with the brilliant mind of an American entrepreneur, who was a College Student (and I believe he was 20 then) -Mark Zuckerberg along with his classmates Eduardo Saverin, Dustin Moskovitz and Chris Hughes who cofounded this ever famous social networking site called FACEBOOK (as we know it today).  As of July 2010 Facebook has reached the 500-million user mark. 500 million??! That's half a billion! Who would have imagined that a student directory called "The Photo Address Book", also known as "The Facebook" back then which was to cater to the needs of student's social experience of a private school called Philips Exeter Academy would have inspired this 2o year old (back in 2004) to have come up with such a brilliant idea of a social networking site??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it was called "The Facebook" back then, and i believe for convenience sake the name was changed to "Facebook" as it is today. It does sound better though! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So anyway, Why the Facebook Inspiration?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well because tonight I personally witnessed Mark Zuckerberg in his creative process. *jeng jeng jeng* ;) He's in the cinemas! hehe Ok not the real person of course - but someone that probably resembles him - Jesse Eisenberg who plays Zuckerberg stars in 'The Social Network' together with Andrew Garfield and Justin Timberlake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/TPpWx99ZdQI/AAAAAAAAAtI/YFPlWHZhQ3A/s1600/MV5BMTM2ODk0NDAwMF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNTM1MDc2Mw%2540%2540._V1._SX214_CR0%252C0%252C214%252C314_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 314px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/TPpWx99ZdQI/AAAAAAAAAtI/YFPlWHZhQ3A/s400/MV5BMTM2ODk0NDAwMF5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNTM1MDc2Mw%2540%2540._V1._SX214_CR0%252C0%252C214%252C314_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546841307505849602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Social Network&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So yes, for all you facebook users out there, or even those who don't have an account but has heard of it, you may want to catch 'The Social Network' - just to get a glimpse as to how the Facebook that you log on almost everyday actually came about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've watched the movie tonight and I'd say the show is basically about how Zuckerberg along with his classmate (well in the movie it was Eduardo Saverin mostly) went through the process of creating this famous social networking site. It's very much a 'process' of how fb came along, but I'd say the movie's pretty interesting! I actually enjoyed it! Perhaps because it's something that I can relate to, or rather we all can, afterall whose contributing towards the 500 million mark? ;) 500 million!! seriously? (sorry couldnt' help it) I mean, how ever more famous or successful can you get when you're only 20 or 21! (iam20:x) Btw Zuckerberg as of 2010 owns a 24% share of Facebook (wikipedia, n.d.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ironic as it may sound, real founder Mark Zuckerberg expressed his lack of interest in the film when it was released October this year. Apparently when he was told about the film, he responded by saying: "I just wished that nobody made a movie of me while I was still alive." Well it could be due to various reasons as the film was said to be not portraying the actual thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it''s not too far off either after reading the story of it. Afterall filmmakers have their ways of pumping things up, making it appear more interesting! Hm. Oh well, good movie that provides you an insight though! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So Facebook in the making, anyone? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;It's December?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-8599850241089776269?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8599850241089776269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=8599850241089776269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/8599850241089776269'/><link rel='self' 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comprehend.</title><content type='html'>Many times when I was feeling low, you were always there to uplift me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never failed to shower your words of encouragement whenever things were not going too well for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're going through this very difficult time, my heart goes out to you, and your family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's probably nothing much i could do to help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to only pray that He will see you through and to hope that things will get a little better with time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My deepest condolences,&lt;br /&gt;a dear friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-1484507627479462271?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1484507627479462271/comments/default' title='Post 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/&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, Lord, help me to accept myself the way I am, without judgement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Help me to accept my mind the way that it is, with all my emotions, my hopes and dreams, and my unique pesonality.&lt;br /&gt;Help me to accept my body the way that it is, with all it's beauty and perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, Lord, clean my mind of emotional poison and self-judgement, so that I can live in peace and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let the love for myself be so strong that I never reject myself or sabotage my happiness and personal freedom.&lt;br /&gt;Let me love and accept myself without judgement, because when I judge myself, I find myself guilty, and then need to punish myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the power of self-love, let all my relationships be based on love and respect.&lt;br /&gt;Help me to let go of the need to tell others how to think or how to be.&lt;br /&gt;Let me accept the people I love just the way they are, without judgement, because when I judge them and blame them, I find them guilty, and want to punish them.&lt;br /&gt;Help me Lord, to love everything you create with no conditions, because when I reject your creation, I reject you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Lord, help me to start my life over with the power of self-love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Help me to explore life, to take risks, and to love myself unconditionally.&lt;br /&gt;Let me open my heart to the love that is my birthright so that I can share my love wherever I go.&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~words by Don Miguel Ruiz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just thought these words were rather meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Let go off the past, get your life back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/5970504063456192693-1083118463487067820?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1083118463487067820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=1083118463487067820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/1083118463487067820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/1083118463487067820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2010/09/prayer-for-love.html' title='Prayer for Love.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/TJ34W1pX_mI/AAAAAAAAAtA/nMwRmrne0AE/s72-c/Prayer-For-Children.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-6692487061634348632</id><published>2010-08-01T18:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T22:05:00.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abide With Me.</title><content type='html'>Abide With Me; fast falls the eventide;&lt;br /&gt;The darkness deepens; Lord with me abide.&lt;br /&gt;When other helpers fail and comforts flee,&lt;br /&gt;Help of the helpless, O abide with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day;&lt;br /&gt;Earth's joys grow dim; its glories pass away;&lt;br /&gt;Change and decay in all around I see;&lt;br /&gt;O Thou who changest not, abide with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word;&lt;br /&gt;But as Thou dwell'st with Thy disciples, Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Familiar, condescending, patient, free.&lt;br /&gt;Come not to sojourn, but abide with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come not in terrors, as the King of kings,&lt;br /&gt;But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings,&lt;br /&gt;Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea-&lt;br /&gt;Come, Friend of sinners, and thus bide with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thou on my head in early youth didst smile;&lt;br /&gt;And, though rebellious and perverse meanwhile,&lt;br /&gt;Thou hast not left me, oft as I left Thee,&lt;br /&gt;On to the close, O Lord, abide with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need Thy presence every passing hour.&lt;br /&gt;What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power?&lt;br /&gt;Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be?&lt;br /&gt;Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless;&lt;br /&gt;Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness.&lt;br /&gt;Where is death's sting? Where, grave, thy victory?&lt;br /&gt;I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes;&lt;br /&gt;Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies.&lt;br /&gt;Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee;&lt;br /&gt;In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~written by Henry Francis Lyte~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-6692487061634348632?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6692487061634348632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=6692487061634348632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/6692487061634348632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/6692487061634348632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2010/08/abide-with-me.html' title='Abide With Me.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-3225271221244701814</id><published>2010-07-10T02:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T02:29:41.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Every life will have some trouble, when you worry you make it double.</title><content type='html'>For the past few days now, I've been sleeping at 1:30am. Now that it's past 1:30am, I'm starting to feel a lil sleepy. The wonders of biological clock, aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tonight I thought of posting this picture up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/TDdiFBSrlCI/AAAAAAAAAsw/QX2Zfv9-gwM/s1600/DSCN1325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/TDdiFBSrlCI/AAAAAAAAAsw/QX2Zfv9-gwM/s400/DSCN1325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491966108987266082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Sooo Cute!! Right? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;p.s: If you thought you saw it somewhere, you probably did. Just make your way down to the swiss market ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quote of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;A diplomat is a man who always remembers a woman's birthday but never remembers her age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Guess who said this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You're right, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robert Frost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;himself ! =o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(turns out my instinct of a woman quoting this was wrong) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Toodles! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-3225271221244701814?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3225271221244701814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=3225271221244701814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/3225271221244701814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/3225271221244701814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2010/07/every-life-will-have-some-trouble-when.html' title='Every life will have some trouble, when you worry you make it double.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/TDdiFBSrlCI/AAAAAAAAAsw/QX2Zfv9-gwM/s72-c/DSCN1325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-2540190518861258965</id><published>2010-04-20T01:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T03:52:17.558+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and these are the moments in my life'/><title type='text'>Thoughts at 3am in the morning.</title><content type='html'>There are times where you get so fed up with life that you just have to express your frustration, and that's exactly what i've done in my previous post. And i'd do it again if i have to in the future. Well, this is the imperfect side of me, I'm prone to emotions too, like you. You may judge me, directly or indirectly, but it's okay, because I do that sometimes too. You know, sometimes we get so concious about what others would have to say about us that we indirectly hide our feelings, we put on a mask so that others would only see the good side of us. I've come to a point where I do not wish to know too much about what others have to say about me. The thing is, as much postivity I can portray to you about the surroundings of my life, it would be a total lie if I said there is no negativity in my life. Life is not a bed of roses, it's time we learn to accept that. On a different note, it does not give us an excuse not to be optimistic about life. Verbal irony?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Well, many a times we have a choice in life. "To be or not to be", Shakespeare once said. What we would will ourselves to be or not to be is the question which underlies our attidude in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit I've not been really optimistic and positive about many things for the past few weeks now. Could be the stress, maybe. There are even times where i feel as though there is no real meaning to this life. Yes, I'm not afraid to admit that, now. What is the whole purpose of a blog when you're only allowed to talk about all the "good" thoughts and intentions in life? Doesn't matter what others may have to say, because whatever that is written down here is based on my personal thoughts, and I believe we're all entitled to our own, the only thing is I don't mind sharing them at this point. Coming back to the meaning of life, I believe that we all do have a purpose in this life, it's just that sometimes we're so bogged down with the cares of life that we feel as though life is meaningless. And that's how I feel sometimes, not just one time. However, it's through my family, loved ones, and friends that i gain strength from. And many times I have to remind myself to be thankful that God has given me these wonderful people to sustain and keep me sane throughout. Apart from that, it is written: "For He Himself has said, "I shall never leave you nor forsake you." and it is through Him that i find the strength to persevere and move on in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think how wonderful it'd be if there is no pain, no sorrow, no sufferings in this life. It'd be the ideal world to live in, but I guess it would be unrealistic then, for we would then not learn to appreciate the every breath we still breathe every second, the every joy and gratification we experience after putting in our hard work, the every moment we get to spend around our loved ones. I believe then, that God is intelligent enough to have created life this way, for it is through these circumstances that we learn to appreciate time here on earth, and it's what we do with it that enhances the meaning of our life.&lt;br /&gt;All said, I'm still thankful that I'm here today. And I think we all should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, many things have changed for the past 10 years or so, circumstances and friendship. I've had my fair share of mistakes, and that may have changed some things. (To a dear friend): I used to think it was you, but maybe it is me. I guess the world doesn't revolve around me after all. And I'm sorry if I may have caused you any hurt in between. All said, I really appreciate the bond and friendship that we had. And as much as I do not expect things to return to its "normal" circumstances, I do hope things will get better. Thanks for having been a great friend throughout, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I guess life moves on. It's time to look ahead.&lt;br /&gt;Have a good night all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-2540190518861258965?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2540190518861258965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=2540190518861258965' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/2540190518861258965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/2540190518861258965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/thoughts-at-3am-in-morning.html' title='Thoughts at 3am in the morning.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-2259261106652306281</id><published>2010-04-16T23:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T23:24:36.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you think I'm putting on a mask, Well, So are You.</title><content type='html'>Say, sometimes it's just amazing how people can be so pretentious at times. Talk about walking in a crowd and hoping to see friendly faces, pfftt! Even if you do, most of the time people are just putting on a mask. And then there are people who sees you face to face but just totally disregards you, and walk away. Talk about being a good example to others? Really? I wonder how they do that. I know i'm not perfect either, but at least I DO NOT talk to someone while moving backwards as though i'm catching a flight and can't spare a few minutes to see how things are going with that person. AND i do not LOOK at people from TOP to BOTTOM as though they're a freak or something, or if you really want to compare, go compare with the supermodels out there. Whatever. I'm done rambling. Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fyi,&lt;br /&gt;If you think i'm talking about you, good for you.&lt;br /&gt;p.s: Right, I sound really mean tonight, but I'm done pretending.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-2259261106652306281?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2259261106652306281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=2259261106652306281' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/2259261106652306281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/2259261106652306281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/if-you-think-im-putting-on-mask-well-so.html' title='If you think I&apos;m putting on a mask, Well, So are You.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-1264576628368237174</id><published>2010-04-05T09:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T09:13:03.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Phrase of the Day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Never underestimate what's inside you that makes you special.&lt;/span&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/5970504063456192693-1264576628368237174?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1264576628368237174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=1264576628368237174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/1264576628368237174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/1264576628368237174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/phrase-of-day-never-underestimate-whats.html' title=''/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-7868097858856807822</id><published>2010-04-01T01:46:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T01:59:44.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just when the world seems tumbling down on you, remember there are those who care.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes you have just got to find that inner strength in yourself to overcome whatever problems that come your way.&lt;br /&gt;It's not always easy, but it's worth a try.&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll realize it's all but a choice in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Thank your for blessing me with a wonderful family and loved ones of whom i can count on when i need a shoulder to cry on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-7868097858856807822?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7868097858856807822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=7868097858856807822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7868097858856807822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7868097858856807822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2010/04/just-when-world-seems-tumbling-down-on.html' title='Just when the world seems tumbling down on you, remember there are those who care.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-3166437323227835607</id><published>2010-01-15T10:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T12:53:22.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me again why i love chocolate milk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/S0_ODDvfEOI/AAAAAAAAAsg/BtW28Q4Z0Ro/s1600-h/chocolate-milk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/S0_ODDvfEOI/AAAAAAAAAsg/BtW28Q4Z0Ro/s400/chocolate-milk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426782627944141026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;CHOCOLATE MILK!&lt;br /&gt;Apart from being tasty and putting a smile on chocolate lovers face, studies has shown that chocolate milk is beneficial to health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chocolate milk is known to keep the blood pressure down.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aids in maintaining proper blood flow and function of the heart.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Helps body recover-athletes are advised to drink chocolate milk after intense workout.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chocolate contains flavanols-an antioxidant compound that prevents clotting of blood.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Serves as a stress reliever-contains stimulant known as theobromine which provides the brain a much needed lift from stress.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me again why i love chocolate milk so much? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ok, before i start sounding like a promoter for a chocolate milk company, please note that i'm not here to market the product. The reason why i'm posting this up is because i just had myself a cup of chocolate milk, which reminded me again why i adoree it so much, so for the sake of myself and my readers(those of you who actually still reads my blog, thank you :), i decided to do a lil research on it. So there, tadaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;just so you know my blog is not dead, yet :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/S0_icdh6ddI/AAAAAAAAAso/A2TjH2n-s8M/s1600-h/Chocolate_Milk_by_ync.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/S0_icdh6ddI/AAAAAAAAAso/A2TjH2n-s8M/s400/Chocolate_Milk_by_ync.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426805054595823058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-3166437323227835607?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3166437323227835607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=3166437323227835607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/3166437323227835607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/3166437323227835607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2010/01/tell-me-again-why-i-love-chocolate-milk.html' title='Tell me again why i love chocolate milk.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/S0_ODDvfEOI/AAAAAAAAAsg/BtW28Q4Z0Ro/s72-c/chocolate-milk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-4431449996958886793</id><published>2009-12-17T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T16:42:47.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Wonderland.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Have yourself a merry little christmas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;let your heart be light.&lt;br /&gt;Next year all our troubles will be out of sight.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love the feeling of christmas around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas songs playing and pretty decorations that captivates you as you walk around in malls,&lt;br /&gt;what more could be more pleasant to the eye than that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just by listening to this song by Frank Sinatra and Bing Crosby,&lt;br /&gt;it gets me sinking into the whole christmassy mood.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, i do not celebrate christmas as most people would perceive that i do.&lt;br /&gt;It's a simple theory really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, the whole atmosphere of christmas -pretty decos, cheery songs, and lovely gifts never fail to dazzle me each year.&lt;br /&gt;It kinda brings you back to your 5-year old days when you feel as though you're Alice in a  dazzling wonderland?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ok that came out of random :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Synucu6OG8I/AAAAAAAAAsM/gaZq9TrIj88/s1600-h/photo%2848%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Synucu6OG8I/AAAAAAAAAsM/gaZq9TrIj88/s400/photo%2848%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416122204285705154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Holidays! :D&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/5970504063456192693-4431449996958886793?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4431449996958886793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=4431449996958886793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/4431449996958886793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/4431449996958886793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/12/winter-wonderland.html' title='Winter Wonderland.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Synucu6OG8I/AAAAAAAAAsM/gaZq9TrIj88/s72-c/photo%2848%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-2913689978477534940</id><published>2009-11-30T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T13:14:04.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a break.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because we choose to complicate the matters in mind,&lt;br /&gt;that is when we start complicating the matters in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Signing off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;I love cheesecakes! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SxNT7QqNuGI/AAAAAAAAArw/5v5KaTAw0jE/s1600/DSC00230e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SxNT7QqNuGI/AAAAAAAAArw/5v5KaTAw0jE/s400/DSC00230e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409759854951512162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-2913689978477534940?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2913689978477534940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=2913689978477534940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/2913689978477534940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/2913689978477534940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-need-break.html' title='I need a break.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SxNT7QqNuGI/AAAAAAAAArw/5v5KaTAw0jE/s72-c/DSC00230e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-2093506291006860442</id><published>2009-11-16T23:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T01:27:20.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings from Singapore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a180edc8f639c5e2" 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.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da180edc8f639c5e2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330235763%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D693AA56FE219CB31B22E2F6CE28203A98032F69B.70845C30F8BDD2565C8E8BC80E4F0F768C60004A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da180edc8f639c5e2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DepTILI1m88oIJ3736YviiwAPKqE&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.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da180edc8f639c5e2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330235763%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D693AA56FE219CB31B22E2F6CE28203A98032F69B.70845C30F8BDD2565C8E8BC80E4F0F768C60004A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da180edc8f639c5e2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DepTILI1m88oIJ3736YviiwAPKqE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a quickie update-saw this on youtube the other day.&lt;br /&gt;Tis a movie which makes you think, and also i came to know that this song by Adam Lambert-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time for Miracles&lt;/span&gt; is the theme song for '2012'.&lt;br /&gt;I actually like it! so anyway, if not the clip, listen to the song :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"The truth is not always pleasant to the eye. Can you handle it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: i believe it is not for us to say when the time will come, but when it does, what can you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-2093506291006860442?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2093506291006860442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=2093506291006860442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/2093506291006860442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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font-family: lucida grande;font-family:verdana;" &gt;to be started fresh &amp;amp; anew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: lucida grande;font-family:verdana;" &gt;:)&lt;/span&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/5970504063456192693-827499233744175284?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/827499233744175284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=827499233744175284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/827499233744175284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~Ralph Waldo Emerson~&lt;/span&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/5970504063456192693-7043051210612145615?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7043051210612145615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=7043051210612145615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7043051210612145615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7043051210612145615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/09/people-seem-not-to-see-that-their.html' title=''/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-1187532397416255256</id><published>2009-09-04T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T00:14:05.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A journey of a thousand miles begin with a single step.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The best possible way is to have a balance of everything,&lt;br /&gt; but at the same time, to also be able&lt;br /&gt;to stay focus on one thing-your top priority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;it's never too late to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-1187532397416255256?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1187532397416255256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=1187532397416255256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/1187532397416255256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/1187532397416255256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/09/journey-of-thousand-miles-begin-with.html' title='A journey of a thousand miles begin with a single step.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-7011468423315518999</id><published>2009-09-03T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T10:41:07.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Conflict of Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know, many times people are constantly judging a person based on what others may have to say regarding him or her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, How well do you know that person for you to even judge or form an impression towards him or her just based on what others may tell you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to know something regarding the person, confront the person him or herself.&lt;br /&gt;Do not go behind his or her back and talk as if you know what's going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;we're all just human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-7011468423315518999?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7011468423315518999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=7011468423315518999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7011468423315518999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7011468423315518999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/09/conflict-of-life.html' title='The Conflict of Life.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-2010502386462122591</id><published>2009-08-31T02:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T02:16:14.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never put off tomorrow what you can do today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i sit here looking at the window panes,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, how it's like being in your shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's not simple as I used to think it could be.&lt;br /&gt;No, perhaps it's not as easy as it sometimes may seem to be.&lt;br /&gt;If i could,&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to be there to help,&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to be there to support,&lt;br /&gt;In good and bad times&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to see it through together with you.&lt;br /&gt;And If I knew it'd be my last today,&lt;br /&gt;I'd treasure my very last moments,&lt;br /&gt;and spend it with you.&lt;br /&gt;If I knew life was going to be that short,&lt;br /&gt;I'd tell you each and everyday how much you mean to me,&lt;br /&gt;and that I love you dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can tell the future but Him only.&lt;br /&gt;While this day on earth remains a gift,&lt;br /&gt;I'd try my very best,&lt;br /&gt;to make use of it.&lt;br /&gt;One day it will be all too late,&lt;br /&gt;to tell your loved ones how much you care,&lt;br /&gt;and how much they mean to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time is short, the music won't last&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Use it while you have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Regret for the things we did can be tempered by time;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It is regret for the things we did not do that is inconsolable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;~Sydney J.Harris~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-2010502386462122591?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-8395765257446660197</id><published>2009-08-18T02:15:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T02:25:48.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IF?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I do not wish to wake up one day knowing it'd be my last,&lt;br /&gt;when many things I could have done,&lt;br /&gt;and things I could have achieved,&lt;br /&gt;IF ONLY I cared to make the effort,&lt;br /&gt;would have already been achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then, nothing would be of importance anymore,&lt;br /&gt;not even the slightest treasure laid up upon this earth,&lt;br /&gt;but what remains are thoughts of how one has lived his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;There is no turning back in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF?&lt;br /&gt;Would it even be of any significance then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I cannot live to see such a day come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"and that would be one of my greatest fear in this life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="content"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="content"&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/5970504063456192693-8395765257446660197?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-7196384551139884066</id><published>2009-08-12T11:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T11:39:29.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Plea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Tis the morning has come,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and yet another day i'm blessed with.&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today, O Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Help me understand my own,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and give me the strength to overcome the unknown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today, O Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Help me understand the needs of others,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as i learn to put theirs above my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm but a pilgrim here on earth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;holding on to the hope that i have in Thee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guide me dear Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;as i travel on this journey here on earth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so that i may see and acknowledge,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the whole purpose in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;many times I falter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but I know Thou are with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Give me wisdom dear Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to discern the right from wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Help me dear Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to make the right decisions in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For Lord, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know what's best for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Many times the devil comes and say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Turn aside and go your way,'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But O Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thou art great and merciful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;give me the strength to overcome,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and deliver me from all harm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thoughts of all kinds surround me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but help me dear Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to put my faith and trust in Thee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For Lord you have said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'I will never leave thee nor forsake thee.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Help me see the light in myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and create in myself a clean heart and mind O Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so that others may see this light in me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the hope that I have in Thee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that shines eternally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A peace of mind I asketh dear Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and a peace of heart I seek,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For Lord I know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;life here on earth is only temporary,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;earthly pleasures but vanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As I continue my journey here O Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep me safe and deliver me from all harm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For Lord, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tis the faith I have in me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and the hope I have in Thee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;''If God is for me, who can be against me?''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-7196384551139884066?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7196384551139884066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=7196384551139884066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7196384551139884066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7196384551139884066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-plea.html' title='My Plea.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-7312443352746338698</id><published>2009-08-07T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T16:05:06.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imperfection.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As humans, we are constantly led by our emotions. There are times when we tell ourselves we ought not to do or react in a certain way, but very unconciously, being led by our own hearts, we do, even if it may not be the slightest intention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See then that it's our emotions getting in the way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;I'm only human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-7312443352746338698?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7312443352746338698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=7312443352746338698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7312443352746338698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7312443352746338698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/08/imperfection.html' title='Imperfection.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-3083533641732523135</id><published>2009-08-02T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:26:48.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Till the Storm passes by.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the dark of the midnight have I oft hid my face,&lt;br /&gt;While the storm howls above me, and there's no hiding place.&lt;br /&gt;"Mid the crash of the thunder, precious Lord, hear me cry;&lt;br /&gt;Keep me safe til the storm passes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times Satan whispered, "There is no need to try,&lt;br /&gt;For there's no end of sorrow, there's no hope by and by."&lt;br /&gt;But I know Thou art with me, and tomorrow I'll rise&lt;br /&gt;Where the storms never darken the skies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the long night has ended and the storm comes no more,&lt;br /&gt;Let me stand in Thy presence, on that bright, peaceful shore.&lt;br /&gt;In that land where the tempest never comes,&lt;br /&gt;Lord, may I Dwell with Thee when the storm passes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Til the storm passes over,&lt;br /&gt;'til the thunder sounds no more,&lt;br /&gt;'Til the clouds roll forever from the sky,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hold me fast, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;let me stand in the hollow of Thy hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep me safe 'til the storm passes by.&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/5970504063456192693-3083533641732523135?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3083533641732523135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=3083533641732523135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/3083533641732523135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/3083533641732523135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/08/till-storm-passes-by.html' title='Till the Storm passes by.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-3631817619064265791</id><published>2009-07-30T10:01:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:48:23.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Man is born to live, and not prepare to live."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SnWKoNu2_KI/AAAAAAAAAq4/pUUYyDz-Rq4/s1600-h/ST834944+e%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SnWKoNu2_KI/AAAAAAAAAq4/pUUYyDz-Rq4/s400/ST834944+e%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365346954567416994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SnD_eu1O0AI/AAAAAAAAAqg/eL6v51rvKLE/s1600-h/ST835274.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-3631817619064265791?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3631817619064265791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=3631817619064265791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/3631817619064265791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/3631817619064265791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='&quot;Man is born to live, and not prepare to live.&quot;'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SnWKoNu2_KI/AAAAAAAAAq4/pUUYyDz-Rq4/s72-c/ST834944+e%28Medium%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-1227900407829141998</id><published>2009-07-30T09:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T09:44:53.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30th July 2009.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Learn from the past,&lt;br /&gt;and the people in the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;"I'm starting with the man in the mirror,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm asking him to change his ways."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No message can be any clearer,&lt;br /&gt;Make it right while you still have that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/5970504063456192693-1227900407829141998?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1227900407829141998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=1227900407829141998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/1227900407829141998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/1227900407829141998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/30th-july-2009.html' title='30th July 2009.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-5748176154620017630</id><published>2009-07-29T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:27:07.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can't go on living your life like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Take a look in the mirror,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What do you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Where do you stand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-5748176154620017630?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5748176154620017630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=5748176154620017630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/5748176154620017630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/5748176154620017630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/cant-go-on-living-your-life-like-that.html' title=''/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-8583254143755473893</id><published>2009-07-11T13:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T13:39:48.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you just Smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;"Smile, though your heart is aching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Smile, even though it's breaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;When there are clouds in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;You'll get by...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;If you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;With your fear and sorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Smile and maybe tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;If you just...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Light up your face with gladness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hide every trace of sadness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Although a tear may be ever so near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;That's the time you must keep on trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Smile, what's the use of crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;If you just...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Smile, though your heart is aching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Smile, even though it's breaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;When there are clouds in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;You'll get by...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;If you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Through your fear and sorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Smile and maybe tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;If you just smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;That's the time you must keep on trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Smile, what's the use of crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;If you just smile."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SlglHug-4hI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/YClvBuOx0sE/s1600-h/Smile1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SlglHug-4hI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/YClvBuOx0sE/s400/Smile1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357072571432886802" border="0" /&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/5970504063456192693-8583254143755473893?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8583254143755473893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=8583254143755473893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/8583254143755473893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/8583254143755473893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-you-just-smile.html' title='If you just Smile.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SlglHug-4hI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/YClvBuOx0sE/s72-c/Smile1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-1204839663715348236</id><published>2009-07-07T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:03:00.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 23rd!</title><content type='html'>Dearest Cousin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SlNhx25GDWI/AAAAAAAAAqA/j2pXXOeD2cE/s1600-h/015ed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SlNhx25GDWI/AAAAAAAAAqA/j2pXXOeD2cE/s400/015ed.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355731891050122594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s: I found this picture in one of my folders, and thought it was nice, hence i decided to post it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&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/5970504063456192693-1204839663715348236?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1204839663715348236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=1204839663715348236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/1204839663715348236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/1204839663715348236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-23rd.html' title='Happy 23rd!'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SlNhx25GDWI/AAAAAAAAAqA/j2pXXOeD2cE/s72-c/015ed.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-1225178748371526536</id><published>2009-07-04T10:20:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T10:30:08.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hm..Saturday Morning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sometimes we're so afraid of what others may think of us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;that we eventually forget to be ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;1Timothy 3:12:&lt;br /&gt;"Let no one despise your youth,&lt;br /&gt;but be an example to the believers in word, in conduct,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;in love, in spirit, in faith, in purity."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-1225178748371526536?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1225178748371526536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=1225178748371526536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/1225178748371526536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/1225178748371526536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/07/hmsaturday-morning.html' title='Hm..Saturday Morning.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-5066840518973942500</id><published>2009-06-09T09:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T09:32:32.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Si21GIr4wJI/AAAAAAAAApw/BrlPUkJKLG0/s1600-h/ST835081e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Si21GIr4wJI/AAAAAAAAApw/BrlPUkJKLG0/s400/ST835081e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345127449774047378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;1 Thessalonians 5:16-18:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rejoice always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pray without ceasing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in everything give thanks; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-5066840518973942500?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5066840518973942500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=5066840518973942500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/5066840518973942500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/5066840518973942500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-day.html' title=''/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Si21GIr4wJI/AAAAAAAAApw/BrlPUkJKLG0/s72-c/ST835081e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-7028964924011790345</id><published>2009-06-08T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:06:38.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflecting Upon my Own.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Just when I thought I was close to being a wanderer,&lt;br /&gt;I got my facts right.&lt;br /&gt;And for that,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I stand strong and firm in what I believe in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Tis you can see that I'm not as strong as what I may seem to be,&lt;br /&gt;There are times when I do falter,&lt;br /&gt;But those are the times where I start to reflect upon this life,&lt;br /&gt;And discover for myself the true meaning to it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just one thing I can say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Truth or man-made,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It's not that hard to see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When you're able and willing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;To discover for yourself and see.&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/5970504063456192693-7028964924011790345?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7028964924011790345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=7028964924011790345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7028964924011790345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7028964924011790345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/reflecting-upon-my-own.html' title='Reflecting Upon my Own.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-100843546893438120</id><published>2009-06-07T20:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T20:20:32.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;"Often times when we're stuck with a problem, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;we look for reasons of all kind to blame on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;but little did we know that the problem lies in our own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/5970504063456192693-100843546893438120?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/100843546893438120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=100843546893438120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/100843546893438120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/100843546893438120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/06/often-times-when-were-stuck-with.html' title=''/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-7791299648327067995</id><published>2009-05-17T01:20:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T01:36:34.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers are like companions to Wedding Bells. ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Sg7x9VD4LgI/AAAAAAAAApY/nKxYT8SzmeM/s1600-h/DSC00265c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Sg7x9VD4LgI/AAAAAAAAApY/nKxYT8SzmeM/s400/DSC00265c.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336468644408339970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Sg7x1_qS5TI/AAAAAAAAApQ/SQlBXJitprA/s1600-h/DSC00261c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Sg7x1_qS5TI/AAAAAAAAApQ/SQlBXJitprA/s400/DSC00261c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336468518404810034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Sg7xuIUixbI/AAAAAAAAApI/pQgdxmJVxWg/s1600-h/DSC00260c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Sg7xuIUixbI/AAAAAAAAApI/pQgdxmJVxWg/s400/DSC00260c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336468383290541490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Sg7xdKqkV1I/AAAAAAAAAo4/iovg8xdLLr8/s1600-h/DSC00247c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Sg7xdKqkV1I/AAAAAAAAAo4/iovg8xdLLr8/s400/DSC00247c.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336468091862013778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Sg7xlFo5TGI/AAAAAAAAApA/1BTjUygkEZA/s1600-h/DSC00253c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Sg7xlFo5TGI/AAAAAAAAApA/1BTjUygkEZA/s400/DSC00253c.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336468227951774818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Sg7w5rR2WuI/AAAAAAAAAoo/KtTn9I_3d0E/s1600-h/DSC00240c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Sg7w5rR2WuI/AAAAAAAAAoo/KtTn9I_3d0E/s400/DSC00240c.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336467482141416162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Sg7xH8v3V5I/AAAAAAAAAow/FYpLnt10CrI/s1600-h/DSC00246c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Sg7xH8v3V5I/AAAAAAAAAow/FYpLnt10CrI/s400/DSC00246c.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336467727348881298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;A 2.0 Megapixel is not too bad afterall ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Sg72A1ZgMHI/AAAAAAAAApo/WO1i9GGExak/s1600-h/n737843468_1749742_3231478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Sg72A1ZgMHI/AAAAAAAAApo/WO1i9GGExak/s400/n737843468_1749742_3231478.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336473102675095666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;The Wedding Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;~Tuck &amp;amp; Ann~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-7791299648327067995?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7791299648327067995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=7791299648327067995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7791299648327067995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7791299648327067995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/flowers-are-like-companions-to-wedding.html' title='Flowers are like companions to Wedding Bells. ;)'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Sg7x9VD4LgI/AAAAAAAAApY/nKxYT8SzmeM/s72-c/DSC00265c.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-5628380137175752202</id><published>2009-05-11T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T22:34:54.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mother's Prayer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;I pray you'll be my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And watch her where she goes&lt;br /&gt;And help her to be wise&lt;br /&gt;Help me to let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every mother's prayer&lt;br /&gt;Every child knows&lt;br /&gt;Lead her to a place&lt;br /&gt;Guide her with your grace&lt;br /&gt;To a place where she'll be safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray she finds your light&lt;br /&gt;And holds it in her heart&lt;br /&gt;As darkness falls each night&lt;br /&gt;Remind her where you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every mother's prayer&lt;br /&gt;Every child knows&lt;br /&gt;Need to find a place&lt;br /&gt;Guide her with your grace&lt;br /&gt;Give her faith so she'll be safe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lead her to a place&lt;br /&gt;Guide her with your grace&lt;br /&gt;To a place where she'll be safe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Sggybh_QMlI/AAAAAAAAAog/1PAVHkHci9A/s1600-h/ST833528e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Sggybh_QMlI/AAAAAAAAAog/1PAVHkHci9A/s400/ST833528e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334569207181881938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;"every mother's prayer, every child knows..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thank you for thy grace, a guide that leads the way ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;till the end where we'll be safe.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/5970504063456192693-5628380137175752202?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5628380137175752202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=5628380137175752202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/5628380137175752202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/5628380137175752202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-prayer.html' title='A Mother&apos;s Prayer.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Sggybh_QMlI/AAAAAAAAAog/1PAVHkHci9A/s72-c/ST833528e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-7347224540614368698</id><published>2009-04-29T01:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T01:16:56.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Consider the Lilies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Sfc4taciIrI/AAAAAAAAAoY/BToxyhmpWSY/s1600-h/calla-lily-bw-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Sfc4taciIrI/AAAAAAAAAoY/BToxyhmpWSY/s400/calla-lily-bw-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329791036860539570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When times are bad and days seem blue,&lt;br /&gt;Pause a moment! Consider your ways,&lt;br /&gt;But don't, don't stop believing in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When friends forsake you, and no one seem to care,&lt;br /&gt;Just a moment! Think again, what about your family?&lt;br /&gt;But never, ever doubt your self-worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everyone seems to be abiding with the worldly pleasures,&lt;br /&gt;But you're here stuck in between two choices,&lt;br /&gt;Pause again! You are what you respect yourself to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're faced with anxiety,&lt;br /&gt;often bombarded with the worries of life,&lt;br /&gt;Consider-Would it make much difference to worry of what would be of tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you know you can't change the world,&lt;br /&gt;And knowing that things would not always go as you'd like,&lt;br /&gt;Do consider, however-that CHANGE can first begin with your OWN.&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/5970504063456192693-7347224540614368698?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7347224540614368698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=7347224540614368698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7347224540614368698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7347224540614368698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/consider-lilies.html' title='Consider the Lilies.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/Sfc4taciIrI/AAAAAAAAAoY/BToxyhmpWSY/s72-c/calla-lily-bw-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-7323621173245451300</id><published>2009-04-27T01:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T01:31:50.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are you heading?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is an appropriate day, date or time to do something for yourself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;~Time is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;short, the music won't last~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SfSZaOwWmUI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/vlrmNVpHfRE/s1600-h/compasse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SfSZaOwWmUI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/vlrmNVpHfRE/s400/compasse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329052935002691906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5970504063456192693-7323621173245451300?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7323621173245451300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=7323621173245451300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7323621173245451300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7323621173245451300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/where-are-you-heading.html' title='Where are you heading?'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SfSZaOwWmUI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/vlrmNVpHfRE/s72-c/compasse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-3222572115007059041</id><published>2009-04-18T09:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T09:35:19.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Difference.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SektVReniLI/AAAAAAAAAoI/7caJ4_8OdEI/s1600-h/Prayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SektVReniLI/AAAAAAAAAoI/7caJ4_8OdEI/s400/Prayer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325837877834647730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up early one morning&lt;br /&gt;and rushed right into the day;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much to accomplish&lt;br /&gt;that I didn't have time to pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problems just tumbled about me,&lt;br /&gt;and heavier came each task.&lt;br /&gt;"Why doesn't God help me?" I wondered.&lt;br /&gt;He answered "You didn't ask"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to see joy and beauty,&lt;br /&gt;but the day toiled on, gray and bleak;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered why God didn't show me.&lt;br /&gt;He said, "But you didn't seek."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to come into God's presence;&lt;br /&gt;I used all my keys at the lock.&lt;br /&gt;God gently and lovingly chided,&lt;br /&gt;"My child, you didn't knock."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early this morning,&lt;br /&gt;and paused before entering the day;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much to accomplish&lt;br /&gt;that I had to take time to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~author unknown~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-3222572115007059041?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3222572115007059041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=3222572115007059041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/3222572115007059041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/3222572115007059041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/difference_18.html' title='The Difference.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SektVReniLI/AAAAAAAAAoI/7caJ4_8OdEI/s72-c/Prayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-7473558838926949480</id><published>2009-04-08T13:05:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T13:10:11.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Persistence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Patience,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perseverance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                        &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;           &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;8/4/09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-7473558838926949480?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7473558838926949480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=7473558838926949480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7473558838926949480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7473558838926949480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/persistence-patience-perseverance.html' title=''/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-8460430467683095342</id><published>2009-04-07T16:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:58:53.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Self-reflect.'/><title type='text'>Are you there, yet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sign of relief knowing that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SdsRNQ9po6I/AAAAAAAAAn4/zl1i-f6obs8/s1600-h/ST834508e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SdsRNQ9po6I/AAAAAAAAAn4/zl1i-f6obs8/s400/ST834508e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321866304257893282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"You're Almost There!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, just when you think you're done,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;a new journey has just begun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5970504063456192693-8460430467683095342?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8460430467683095342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=8460430467683095342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/8460430467683095342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/8460430467683095342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/04/are-you-there-yet.html' title='Are you there, yet?'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SdsRNQ9po6I/AAAAAAAAAn4/zl1i-f6obs8/s72-c/ST834508e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-6672010185989355581</id><published>2009-03-25T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:23:57.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You can't truly appreciate yourself until you learn to appreciate your inner self."&lt;/span&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/5970504063456192693-6672010185989355581?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6672010185989355581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=6672010185989355581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/6672010185989355581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/6672010185989355581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-cant-truly-appreciate-yourself.html' title=''/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-8740465465397904620</id><published>2009-03-18T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:59:00.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"As a man thinketh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;so is he.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/ScEZJ0Sy1kI/AAAAAAAAAng/oJ12dpZp7UU/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081221_57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/ScEZJ0Sy1kI/AAAAAAAAAng/oJ12dpZp7UU/s400/Snapshot_20081221_57.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314556691720885826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5970504063456192693-8740465465397904620?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8740465465397904620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=8740465465397904620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/8740465465397904620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/8740465465397904620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/03/as-man-thinketh-so-is-he.html' title=''/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/ScEZJ0Sy1kI/AAAAAAAAAng/oJ12dpZp7UU/s72-c/Snapshot_20081221_57.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-5128252410919605111</id><published>2009-03-13T01:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T01:14:00.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHAIN.</title><content type='html'>It's been quite some time since i actually check my forwarded mails. Nonetheless, today, being less occupied, I decided to do some filtering and pretty much browsed through my received mails. Both forwarded and the normal ones. There's one thing i still don't get about CHAIN MAILS. What's with all the bad luck charm if you don't send this or that to a certain amount of people? Personally I do not see a point of those threats? And the 'oh so superstitious beliefs.' It's just rather shallow come to think of it, so you intend to carry forward a positive message to someone, and at the end you're threatened to forward the message, otherwise something bad will happen to you??! By then, the message with the so called "good intentions" has more so become meaningless, as the receiver feels obliged to forward them, just so the "bad luck" doesn't come in. =S Well, that was one of the reasons why i stopped checking forwarded mails, previously. Honestly, I felt as though it was a waste of time. Though generally the chain does not carry forth any bad intentions/meaning, nonetheless it may well be seen by some receivers as a threat, especially to the younger ones. Well, if you have a message you would like to share, or simply just a forwarded message to make someone's day, that's great! But would it not be so much better if it sounded more like a message well intended rather than a threat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;It's all about playing mind games, no?&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/5970504063456192693-5128252410919605111?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5128252410919605111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=5128252410919605111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/5128252410919605111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/5128252410919605111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/03/chain.html' title='CHAIN.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-537894939317913499</id><published>2009-03-11T12:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T12:52:24.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep Smiling, Keep Shining.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SbdC3LqlDAI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/RF1RNYz0yxY/s1600-h/Untitled111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 248px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SbdC3LqlDAI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/RF1RNYz0yxY/s400/Untitled111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311787801298406402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-537894939317913499?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/537894939317913499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=537894939317913499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/537894939317913499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/537894939317913499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/03/keep-smiling-keep-shining.html' title='Keep Smiling, Keep Shining.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SbdC3LqlDAI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/RF1RNYz0yxY/s72-c/Untitled111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-4798089674948482540</id><published>2009-03-10T00:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T00:08:25.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Greatness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;A man is as great as the dream he dreams,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;as great as the love he bears;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;As great as the value he redeems,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;and the happiness he shares. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;A man is as great as the thought he thinks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;as the worth he has attained;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;As the fountains of which his spirit drinks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;and the insight he has gained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;A man is as great as the truth he speaks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;as great as the help he gives,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;As great as the destiny he seeks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;as great as the life he lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~by C.E Flynn~&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/5970504063456192693-4798089674948482540?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4798089674948482540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=4798089674948482540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/4798089674948482540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/4798089674948482540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/03/true-greatness_09.html' title='True Greatness.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-3249559441234462639</id><published>2009-02-25T16:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T16:55:02.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best of Me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am not perfect,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and never will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These are not words of the pessimist,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but rather words of life's reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One can strive to be perfect,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flawless and free,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Free from what you may ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Free from all of life's vanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Though things on earth are only temporary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it doesn't mean we're free from all of life's worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vanity, indeed, at the end of the day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nonetheless, we've all still got a role to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How you'd answer at the judgement,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is how you live your life today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I fear the worst, I can't deny,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i find comfort in knowing I have a guide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He's always watching from up above,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;taking care of my every need here on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So here i stand, to share what i can,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tis this statement i find so dear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For now everything just seems a little clearer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Do your best and God will do the rest."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/5970504063456192693-3249559441234462639?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3249559441234462639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=3249559441234462639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/3249559441234462639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/3249559441234462639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-of-me.html' title='The Best of Me.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-3338037025964104130</id><published>2009-02-14T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T09:48:00.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankfulness.</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning today,&lt;br /&gt;One look outside the window,&lt;br /&gt;I see trees dancing, flowers blooming,&lt;br /&gt;Birds chirping, and sun brightly shining,&lt;br /&gt;"Oh Lord, what a beautiful day!", i thought to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i brushed my teeth,&lt;br /&gt;A song came across my mind,&lt;br /&gt;"Everything is beautiful in their own ways.."&lt;br /&gt;I pondered a moment and thought to myself,&lt;br /&gt;"How true." What more have i to ask from you, dear Lord?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I was done washing up,&lt;br /&gt;I then glance through my lil calendar on the dressing table,&lt;br /&gt;Realizing how time has passed me by,&lt;br /&gt;Reminiscence of all the treasured moments, family, friends, and loved ones,&lt;br /&gt;I thought to myself, "Dear Lord, I thank thee for yet another day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked down the stairs,&lt;br /&gt;Anticipating this beautiful day,&lt;br /&gt;I then start to wonder: "How is it that i'm here today?"&lt;br /&gt;In a moment of thought, I then came to my senses,&lt;br /&gt;"Oh dear Lord, thank you for blessing me such wonderful parents."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, sitting here, with my lap top,&lt;br /&gt;Blogging out my thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;I start to wonder and think,&lt;br /&gt;God must have been really creative,&lt;br /&gt;to have created this mind and these hands of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh i've so much more things to be thankful for,&lt;br /&gt;One post isn't enough to say it all,&lt;br /&gt;For the list goes on and on,&lt;br /&gt;Never ending till I'm gone.&lt;br /&gt;So I'll just count my blessings every day,&lt;br /&gt;For I know, life is but a vapour,&lt;br /&gt;this world just a temporary place to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SZYiVAyJewI/AAAAAAAAAmo/vpdcM1xCBmA/s1600-h/DSC00173e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SZYiVAyJewI/AAAAAAAAAmo/vpdcM1xCBmA/s400/DSC00173e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302463355658271490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-3338037025964104130?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3338037025964104130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=3338037025964104130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/3338037025964104130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/3338037025964104130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/02/thankfulness.html' title='Thankfulness.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SZYiVAyJewI/AAAAAAAAAmo/vpdcM1xCBmA/s72-c/DSC00173e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-1667046822139890666</id><published>2009-01-20T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:08:08.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change Your Impression.</title><content type='html'>A Never Changing impression?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well think again. Sometimes being mere humans, we tend be a little too judgemental at times.&lt;br /&gt;So little Sally was always shy..and thus we'd assume she'd still be the same old little girl we always knew.&lt;br /&gt;Bob was always fooling around and never did his homework, so we'd assume he'd grow up being irresponsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, isn't it all but a mere pre-concept of our own? Impressions we form towards people based on what they may or may not have done in the past and character wise. But on second thoughts, do you not think that people can change? or rather do you not know that people do change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Sally who was always shy is now pursuing a Masters in Mass Communication. On the other hand, Little Bob who was always fooling around and never did his homework, is a well-known doctor today. Can't believe it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well BELIEVE IT. PEOPLE CAN CHANGE. Sometimes we ought to give a little room to others into believing that they can change, just like we'd like for them to give us a chance into believing in our own potential to change, for the better. This practically applies to things and situations in life as well. How would you like it if people constantly judge you merely based on an impression they had formed towards you in the past?&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't you like to shout out to them one day saying : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;''I'm a Ch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anged Person!"&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence personally, I do believe in the statement, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never judge a book by it's cover&lt;/span&gt;. Even if what you see in a person today, may not be the same in the future. As time goes by, people and things change. It's just only the matter of changing for the better or worse. Of course, as humans, we strive to become a better person each day. After all, life is a learning process. You don't change just in an hour or a day, for some, maybe even a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, at the end of the day, it's the question of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Do you count yourself&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to have lived a worthy life?'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"This world is like a stage, we've all got a part to play."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As i took a deeper insight into these words, I find it very true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think that at times we're but little actor and actresses on stage. Given our own role/task, we are to perform accordingly. At the event if we fail to do so, we will then be judged eventually and accordingly. This is where impressions start to form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In relevance to life, we as humans constantly have our own responsibilities to fulfill. We are also constantly under the eyes of others, thus there is no running away from being judged, just like how we place judgement on others too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nevertheless, how you live your life in the present, greatly determines the outcome of the future or rather your own future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't we all have a part to play? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where we could say: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I've lived my life worthy"&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;at the end of the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SXXVKZR_O4I/AAAAAAAAAmY/XQtxoGd9Sc4/s1600-h/DSC00071e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SXXVKZR_O4I/AAAAAAAAAmY/XQtxoGd9Sc4/s400/DSC00071e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293371311605627778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;first look into the mirror of your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-1667046822139890666?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1667046822139890666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=1667046822139890666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/1667046822139890666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/1667046822139890666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/01/change-your-impression.html' title='Change Your Impression.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SXXVKZR_O4I/AAAAAAAAAmY/XQtxoGd9Sc4/s72-c/DSC00071e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-4894617359871724902</id><published>2009-01-18T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T00:16:14.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflecting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace of mind I seek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A goal in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An intention to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health is Wealth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do Whatever it Takes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tis stepping down,&lt;br /&gt;my current thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-4894617359871724902?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4894617359871724902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=4894617359871724902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/4894617359871724902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/4894617359871724902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/01/reflecting.html' title='Reflecting.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-650651764193801423</id><published>2009-01-14T10:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T10:29:17.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a task is once begun,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never leave it till it's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be the labor great or small,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do it well or not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~author unknown~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SW1MpAcIHgI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/0BxYCRxY0L8/s1600-h/DSC00116e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SW1MpAcIHgI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/0BxYCRxY0L8/s400/DSC00116e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290969404606520834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wheeeeeeee...Finally!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i know..=S) teehee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;lesson learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-650651764193801423?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/650651764193801423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=650651764193801423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/650651764193801423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/650651764193801423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-task-is-once-begun-never-leave-it.html' title=''/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SW1MpAcIHgI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/0BxYCRxY0L8/s72-c/DSC00116e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-8009796015397341178</id><published>2009-01-05T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T23:23:00.836+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just a thought.'/><title type='text'>Embracing 2009.</title><content type='html'>A new year, a new start, a new semester,&lt;br /&gt;As i look back at the years i've encountered,&lt;br /&gt;i realized how at times i do not see and treasure,&lt;br /&gt;Life's great, don't you think, at times beyond measure,&lt;br /&gt;so great that we don't think it'll ever be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken for granted, at times we choose not to see,&lt;br /&gt;on how great our blessings are, count them one to three.&lt;br /&gt;But it's funny how when challenges strike,&lt;br /&gt;often it seems too obvious,&lt;br /&gt;that one may sit down, whine and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironic don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's just part of human nature,&lt;br /&gt;To see the latter rather than the better,&lt;br /&gt;Oh what can I say?&lt;br /&gt;Most of the times, I'm just like any other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless life is a learning process,&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes, who never makes them?&lt;br /&gt;But at the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;it's how you'd choose to change them,&lt;br /&gt;learn and you'll be in good hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God never forsakes us,&lt;br /&gt;In times of good and bad,&lt;br /&gt;But why at times we question,&lt;br /&gt;If He was always present?&lt;br /&gt;Leaning on our own understanding,&lt;br /&gt;We then assume and go on doubting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will never leave you nor forsake you..",&lt;br /&gt;These are the words of the Bible, don't you remember?&lt;br /&gt;Clear your doubts, do stop and ponder,&lt;br /&gt;How'd you expect to receive?&lt;br /&gt;When you're always in doubt and often waver?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even so, faith without works is dead,&lt;br /&gt;See how great the sacrifice Abraham had made?&lt;br /&gt;So are we what we claim ourselves to be?&lt;br /&gt;Or just merely hanging on the thread?&lt;br /&gt;All in all, life is not just a game,&lt;br /&gt;Think again, is it not time to make a change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SWIk9Oo4K9I/AAAAAAAAAmI/RPcQ-UyG5mo/s1600-h/DSC00074e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SWIk9Oo4K9I/AAAAAAAAAmI/RPcQ-UyG5mo/s400/DSC00074e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287829546806553554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-8009796015397341178?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8009796015397341178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=8009796015397341178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/8009796015397341178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/8009796015397341178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/01/embracing-2009.html' title='Embracing 2009.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SWIk9Oo4K9I/AAAAAAAAAmI/RPcQ-UyG5mo/s72-c/DSC00074e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-4489574590745847580</id><published>2009-01-01T12:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T12:33:08.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dengue? or not?</title><content type='html'>Okay..i know I haven't been updating my blog for the past few days now. Truth be told, I was sick throughout the whole week. And okay..behind all this, lies a fairly complicated story. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started having fever last Wednesday, and a continuation of high fever the following days, and along with it were the usual body aches and all that. So it was just that until Friday night, lil red spots started to show on my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SVw6x-RdOmI/AAAAAAAAAkw/8r4d6d2PiWs/s1600-h/DSC00055e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SVw6x-RdOmI/AAAAAAAAAkw/8r4d6d2PiWs/s400/DSC00055e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286164692830337634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..so the next morning I went to see a doctor and yeah..he said it might well be measles. Gave me the fever medicine and so in the next 2 days, the fever subsided. Thank God! (because it was the cause of this serious migraineeee I had)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SVw7GzoE3TI/AAAAAAAAAk4/9mkQxMM6sZY/s1600-h/DSC00058e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SVw7GzoE3TI/AAAAAAAAAk4/9mkQxMM6sZY/s400/DSC00058e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286165050749672754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok moving on, somehow rather, I was suspected to have dengue or Chikungunya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SVw060Wy1yI/AAAAAAAAAkg/_gV5lSyseKo/s1600-h/chikungunya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 199px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SVw060Wy1yI/AAAAAAAAAkg/_gV5lSyseKo/s400/chikungunya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286158247717426978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(it's a new virus going round coming from the same dengue family). But ohh well..the spots on my hand didn't look like that of dengue. So okay..measles it was.&lt;br /&gt;Not until last 2 days, my hands and legs swelled up, and the spots on my legs looked like that of dengue. Wokiee..had a blood test done twice previously, and my platelets were rather low the 2nd time. Hence my mum sought a 2nd advice from a doctor she knows via sms, and he says if the platelets did not go up, I will have to be admitted to hospital. So i had a blood test done again yesterday, and lo, it went up! Thank God! Nevertheless, here's the irony of the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SVw7kVpYKsI/AAAAAAAAAlI/VrZYfrfDGSo/s1600-h/DSC00060e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SVw7kVpYKsI/AAAAAAAAAlI/VrZYfrfDGSo/s400/DSC00060e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286165558098143938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Dengue all along and we only found out when I might h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ave well passed the dangerous stage and was already on the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; edge of recovering!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i mean cos the doctor also thought it was measles at first, so yea..what doctors say are always right, no?) LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SVw7Sx_pMfI/AAAAAAAAAlA/hiGrbE1EOic/s1600-h/DSC00056e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SVw7Sx_pMfI/AAAAAAAAAlA/hiGrbE1EOic/s400/DSC00056e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286165256470082034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But one thing I gota say, I WAS NOT HOSPITALIZED! teehee. (cos if you get dengue, it is a must to be admitted) Well actually, truth be told, there is no specific medication for dengue so even if you were to stay in hospital, all they can do is to give you the drip and you're required to rest and drink up a lot. It's more of a self-recovery process. But yea..they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; will have to monitor your condition, and there is a certain "dangerous stage" they call it if you get dengue. So once you've passed that, you'll be fine. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SVxFQ6abyoI/AAAAAAAAAlY/zSfxlCE1PUI/s1600-h/ST833776e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SVxFQ6abyoI/AAAAAAAAAlY/zSfxlCE1PUI/s400/ST833776e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286176219486472834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cupcakes? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Here's a thing or two I learnt throughout this whole dengue thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1) You can't run away from 100 plus. (you're asked to take lots and lots of it, cos it replenishes your body fluid and keeps the heat down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2) of PAPAYA LEAVES and Rock Sugar. (yes it has to be boiled wit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;h &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;rock sugar otherwise it would be soooooooo bitter. cos I drank that =/ ohh well if u wana get well, you've gota drink up)&lt;br /&gt;3) You tend to sleep like nobody's business. (It's just that your body is weak and tired, and because you're required to rest up, you tend to snooze more than usual)&lt;br /&gt;4) WATER WATER and WATER.&lt;br /&gt;5)Early to bed, early to rise, makes a dengue patient, healthy and wis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e (ok only when he or she recovers that is :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SVw6ibjXdaI/AAAAAAAAAko/-3NCAbqm9KI/s1600-h/DSC00061e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SVw6ibjXdaI/AAAAAAAAAko/-3NCAbqm9KI/s400/DSC00061e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286164425812178338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-4489574590745847580?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4489574590745847580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=4489574590745847580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/4489574590745847580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/4489574590745847580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2009/01/dengue-or-not.html' title='Dengue? or not?'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SVw6x-RdOmI/AAAAAAAAAkw/8r4d6d2PiWs/s72-c/DSC00055e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-1736527406940916008</id><published>2008-12-25T10:01:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T11:47:17.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seasons Greetings.</title><content type='html'>Okay..I decided that falling sick on a Christmas is not nice at all =/ &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(because you're missing out on the whole christmas atmosphere)&lt;/span&gt; Okay.. although I don't celebrate Christmas..still still..somehow I just like the whole Christmas atmosphere. You know..pretty decos at the mall, exchanging gifts just for the thought and fun of it, being able to go out rather than to stay home and rest.. :S Ok i got to stop whining..=S well to look on the bright side, at least there are still Christmas shows to watch at home :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SVL5ESfTxnI/AAAAAAAAAkY/i81pCW3YvsQ/s1600-h/storytime-bear-88754L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SVL5ESfTxnI/AAAAAAAAAkY/i81pCW3YvsQ/s400/storytime-bear-88754L.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283559164936963698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's wishing all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(even if you might not celebrate xmas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;A&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS &amp;amp; HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dear fever, please go away a.s.a.p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh just one more thing before I step down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Thank You All for the Christmas &amp;amp; New Year wishes, appreciate it lots :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-1736527406940916008?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1736527406940916008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=1736527406940916008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/1736527406940916008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/1736527406940916008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/12/seasons-greetings.html' title='Seasons Greetings.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SVL5ESfTxnI/AAAAAAAAAkY/i81pCW3YvsQ/s72-c/storytime-bear-88754L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-8830065584580997823</id><published>2008-12-19T09:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T13:14:19.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Moment of Silence.</title><content type='html'>I'm back from camp! Sadly, my camera couldn't tag along with me, hence i do not have any pictures of camp with me at the moment. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just to sum things up, camp this year was good overall. Younger ones are starting to take over, taking on various roles, which is a good thing. We, or rather I am considered one of the old ones already..(young at heart always though :D). Well, after what has happened last year, I guess it is a wake up call for us all, on how short life can be. (I agree with the statement made my stephen).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young boy named Benjamin, at a mere age of 15, was drowned in a pool. No one knew exactly why and how it happened but when they found him, he was all purple and pale. Quickly he was rushed to the nearest hospital thereafter, but it was a little too late. He passed on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I believe this particular incident would come back to haunt us every now and then, with it being the first tragic incident which ever happened throughout so many years of camp now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it is a constant reminder to us all on how brief life can be, irregardless of how young or old you may be. So who are we to decide how much time we have left? For what is life? Is it not only a vapour which appears for a little while and then vanishes away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not boast about tomorrow, for you do not know what a day may bring forth. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Prov 27:1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true. But when &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that day&lt;/span&gt; comes..can we say: "I've lived my life with no regrets.." or will we say: "I wished i had a little more time..", leaving this world full of regrets, thinking that we should have done this or that. But just when you start to realize, would it not be a little too late?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone once said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It's not the years in your life that counts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but the life in your years."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/5970504063456192693-8830065584580997823?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8830065584580997823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=8830065584580997823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/8830065584580997823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/8830065584580997823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-moment-of-silence.html' title='Just a Moment of Silence.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-7975553665952786995</id><published>2008-12-15T13:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T13:28:12.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartfelt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The most beautiful things in the world are not seen nor touched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SUXntMvhCiI/AAAAAAAAAkI/jvEga2kQp6o/s1600-h/Love__Beach__Sunset__by_danicafaye-721652e1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SUXntMvhCiI/AAAAAAAAAkI/jvEga2kQp6o/s400/Love__Beach__Sunset__by_danicafaye-721652e1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279880901862427170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They are felt with the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~helen keller~&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/5970504063456192693-7975553665952786995?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7975553665952786995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=7975553665952786995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7975553665952786995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7975553665952786995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/12/heartfelt.html' title='Heartfelt.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SUXntMvhCiI/AAAAAAAAAkI/jvEga2kQp6o/s72-c/Love__Beach__Sunset__by_danicafaye-721652e1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-5707296751941046259</id><published>2008-12-11T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:35:50.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is said that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;"What doesn't kill you only&lt;br /&gt;makes you stronger."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-5707296751941046259?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5707296751941046259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=5707296751941046259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/5707296751941046259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/5707296751941046259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-its-said-that-what-doesnt-kill-you.html' title=''/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-8987301471123520784</id><published>2008-12-06T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T11:18:00.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loser vs Victor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He was beaten from the start,&lt;br /&gt;Beaten by his doubting heart,&lt;br /&gt;And he had a ready ear&lt;br /&gt;For the busy tongue of fear,&lt;br /&gt;And he had a timid mind&lt;br /&gt;Unto fretfulness inclined,&lt;br /&gt;Filled with many reasons why&lt;br /&gt;It was vain for him to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given a task he'd shake his head,&lt;br /&gt;"Can't do that!" he often said,&lt;br /&gt;"Times are hard and none will stay,&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the words I say.&lt;br /&gt;It is futile now to try,&lt;br /&gt;People simply will not buy!"&lt;br /&gt;Thus he walked the streets of trade,&lt;br /&gt;Both discouraged and afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But another kind of man&lt;br /&gt;Thought this way: "Perhaps I can!"&lt;br /&gt;If i will supply the pluck,&lt;br /&gt;Fortune may provide the luck.&lt;br /&gt;If i have the grit to try,&lt;br /&gt;There are people who may buy;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I'll not submit&lt;br /&gt;To defeat before I'm hit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One was beaten from the start,&lt;br /&gt;Beaten by his doubting heart,&lt;br /&gt;Beaten when he gave his ear&lt;br /&gt;To the busy tongue of fear.&lt;br /&gt;But another with his chance&lt;br /&gt;Seized the moment to advance,&lt;br /&gt;And came home happy at night&lt;br /&gt;Just because he dared to fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~Edgar A.Guest~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you'll never know until you try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-8987301471123520784?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8987301471123520784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=8987301471123520784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/8987301471123520784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/8987301471123520784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/12/loser-vs-victor.html' title='Loser vs Victor'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-6987371780066366414</id><published>2008-12-04T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:46:16.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Dazzling Christmas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STfdG03y2tI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Jf_5Qgi5Kms/s1600-h/ST833624e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STfdG03y2tI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Jf_5Qgi5Kms/s400/ST833624e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275928597829442258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STfcj3yzBCI/AAAAAAAAAi4/2OdPZfF1z_s/s1600-h/ST833593e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STfcj3yzBCI/AAAAAAAAAi4/2OdPZfF1z_s/s400/ST833593e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275927997318366242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Red Christmas @ Sunway Pyramid :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So it was a beautiful Monday where our family went to The Sun &amp;amp; Surf for a buffet dinner. We got to walk around in Sunway Pyramid for a while before the clock struck 6 evening. Yin was back from Singapore And in conjunction with Daddy's belated birthday, we once again had the opportunity to enjoy the 50% discount of some credit card bonus at the Sun &amp;amp; Surf cafe, located at Sunway Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Not many pictures were taken though..but here goes! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STfe1ccXVqI/AAAAAAAAAjI/cqnMSBYBRnA/s1600-h/ST833601e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STfe1ccXVqI/AAAAAAAAAjI/cqnMSBYBRnA/s400/ST833601e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275930498237421218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dinner for two?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(nah..just the setting of the table xD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STffsmaoDxI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/C1TSgaHv7us/s1600-h/ST833613e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STffsmaoDxI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/C1TSgaHv7us/s400/ST833613e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275931445807288082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;oops, candid shot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(and they had quite a variety there actually..=&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STfhYXPsU7I/AAAAAAAAAjY/L56bc9B-ADw/s1600-h/ST833604e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STfhYXPsU7I/AAAAAAAAAjY/L56bc9B-ADw/s400/ST833604e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275933297160770482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yup, we manage to shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and not window shop xD)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;at Padini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STfiiheXKZI/AAAAAAAAAjg/62_Ft9aEdrY/s1600-h/ST833610e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STfiiheXKZI/AAAAAAAAAjg/62_Ft9aEdrY/s400/ST833610e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275934571216972178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mummy camera, mummy camera! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STfjMt8XK7I/AAAAAAAAAjo/Ltk0xW-S-AM/s1600-h/ST833611e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STfjMt8XK7I/AAAAAAAAAjo/Ltk0xW-S-AM/s400/ST833611e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275935296118533042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thank You Daddy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(a great dinner it was :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STfj7XGvpoI/AAAAAAAAAjw/5d977XrtLok/s1600-h/ST833621e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STfj7XGvpoI/AAAAAAAAAjw/5d977XrtLok/s400/ST833621e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275936097441916546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Taken at Sunway Lobby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(right before we left)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So i guess that's all for today folks! :D&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STflTjG9QjI/AAAAAAAAAj4/IsLUPOTRLGI/s1600-h/ST833668e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STflTjG9QjI/AAAAAAAAAj4/IsLUPOTRLGI/s400/ST833668e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275937612492522034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;more sisterly love?LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(picture taken in 1utama, neway)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway take care in Singapore jie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*che..(however you spell it =/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;teehee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-6987371780066366414?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6987371780066366414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=6987371780066366414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/6987371780066366414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/6987371780066366414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/12/dazzling-christmas.html' title='A Dazzling Christmas?'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STfdG03y2tI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Jf_5Qgi5Kms/s72-c/ST833624e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-2494423106887515351</id><published>2008-12-02T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:31:38.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29th November 08 - Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One Wedding, A Choir, 3 Flower Girls,&lt;br /&gt;and a Ringbearer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ohh..and a few extras)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again,&lt;br /&gt;Pictures, and more Pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STSsV3z9osI/AAAAAAAAAgY/HcsuUgz-2Ts/s1600-h/ST833536e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STSsV3z9osI/AAAAAAAAAgY/HcsuUgz-2Ts/s400/ST833536e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275030555316822722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Simon &amp;amp; Jacqueline's Wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STStBGBaK0I/AAAAAAAAAgg/dXQcAGCHhh4/s1600-h/ST833526e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STStBGBaK0I/AAAAAAAAAgg/dXQcAGCHhh4/s400/ST833526e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275031297865689922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Choir Girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STStjy5-E5I/AAAAAAAAAgo/nHDr3iKKsiY/s1600-h/ST833527e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STStjy5-E5I/AAAAAAAAAgo/nHDr3iKKsiY/s400/ST833527e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275031894029636498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STUhLJ25mTI/AAAAAAAAAg4/RSDcx5rd_0I/s1600-h/ST833528e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STUhLJ25mTI/AAAAAAAAAg4/RSDcx5rd_0I/s400/ST833528e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275159014042868018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The singer and her two daughters teehee :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STUl39goYCI/AAAAAAAAAhI/qi4p4a49idE/s1600-h/ST833529e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STUl39goYCI/AAAAAAAAAhI/qi4p4a49idE/s400/ST833529e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275164181868863522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STUlOFBVccI/AAAAAAAAAhA/nZufScymqWY/s1600-h/ST833542e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STUlOFBVccI/AAAAAAAAAhA/nZufScymqWY/s400/ST833542e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275163462330577346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 sweet little flower girls :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STUoj0LAE9I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/_v_igKm9B1M/s1600-h/ST833544e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STUoj0LAE9I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/_v_igKm9B1M/s400/ST833544e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275167134299722706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and a little ring bearer at the side xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STVAjRqEjSI/AAAAAAAAAio/EEMFLTCEdxI/s1600-h/ST833524e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STVAjRqEjSI/AAAAAAAAAio/EEMFLTCEdxI/s400/ST833524e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275193513313864994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he's only five but he poses ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STUqd6aAQeI/AAAAAAAAAhg/vm1SjXPrWVk/s1600-h/ST833548e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STUqd6aAQeI/AAAAAAAAAhg/vm1SjXPrWVk/s400/ST833548e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275169231917302242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;see what i'm talking about..=/ LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STUrDcPjdwI/AAAAAAAAAho/RQhMY2K-odk/s1600-h/ST833547e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STUrDcPjdwI/AAAAAAAAAho/RQhMY2K-odk/s400/ST833547e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275169876655437570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and little David here happens to be my Godbrother :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just little bit of here and there..&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STUyqeN9L3I/AAAAAAAAAhw/4s6u5VrGdAY/s1600-h/ST833554e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STUyqeN9L3I/AAAAAAAAAhw/4s6u5VrGdAY/s400/ST833554e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275178243781898098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STUzWNGOA2I/AAAAAAAAAh4/YkDmNRl6cW0/s1600-h/ST833552e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STUzWNGOA2I/AAAAAAAAAh4/YkDmNRl6cW0/s400/ST833552e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275178995100287842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Pretty little wedding decos at the back :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STU170wMT9I/AAAAAAAAAiA/xOL7KF3in84/s1600-h/ST833561e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STU170wMT9I/AAAAAAAAAiA/xOL7KF3in84/s400/ST833561e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275181840423735250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STU4ZVxBSeI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/DdWCgjxXRMk/s1600-h/ST833570e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STU4ZVxBSeI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/DdWCgjxXRMk/s400/ST833570e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275184546525039074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;while we ate, we had to pose as well ^^''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STU6_KJm5eI/AAAAAAAAAiY/x--FRVsjyoU/s1600-h/ST833585e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STU6_KJm5eI/AAAAAAAAAiY/x--FRVsjyoU/s400/ST833585e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275187395265226210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i wonder who took this candid shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(it was in the kitchen can =/ LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STU_WoSEwmI/AAAAAAAAAig/Jp-5J6V9be8/s1600-h/ST833538e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STU_WoSEwmI/AAAAAAAAAig/Jp-5J6V9be8/s400/ST833538e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275192196537303650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Presenting to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr &amp;amp; Mrs Simon Yee,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;together with the whole choir :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STVFwP2WL6I/AAAAAAAAAiw/lfJaK6ch_zE/s1600-h/ST833579e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STVFwP2WL6I/AAAAAAAAAiw/lfJaK6ch_zE/s400/ST833579e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275199233724919714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and jon! you're not supposed to be peeking =S)&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-2494423106887515351?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2494423106887515351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=2494423106887515351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/2494423106887515351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/2494423106887515351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/12/29th-november-08.html' title='29th November 08 - Saturday'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STSsV3z9osI/AAAAAAAAAgY/HcsuUgz-2Ts/s72-c/ST833536e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-5410853291346844571</id><published>2008-11-30T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T21:17:07.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28/11/08 - Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day not to be forgotten. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was the last day of the week before Blackout Bistro goes on a 1 month break xD&lt;br /&gt;For the past few days now, the college has been pretty much quiet because most courses are having their holidays now =/ Therefore sales this week were not as good. Nevertheless, we all had a great time working together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally I would like to thank each one of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Friday team members&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, for being so helpful and cooperative throughout and yes, indeed it is my honour to be given the opportunity to work with such a wonderful team! ;D In no particular order, i shall list down all of their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Chee Hong, Joo Li, Ivan, Chern Yang, Jue Lyn, Ming Chang, Soon Ming, Isaac, Annabel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; and also not forgetting people who've helped out here and there previously, like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Chee Khong, Jacklyn, Wai How and Ruby.&lt;/span&gt; THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH! Words alone are not enough to express my gratitude towards all of you, but well, I do really appreciate what you've all done. I guess we make a pretty good team afterall :) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(well hopefully the shift next semester remains the same xD, LOL ok well i guess it depends on our various schedules and all that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had some kind of a farewell dinner on this day &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(because there was so mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ch leftovers xD)&lt;/span&gt;, well because who knows if we'd be in the same team again next sem, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to say, in the beginning, i did not know some or rather most of them that well, but for the past 1 month of working together, it has given me the opportunity to know each one on a more personal level, I mean at least we talk more now! xD So that's one thing i'm grateful for, and I do enjoy working with all of the Friday team members, or rather all of you &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(if any one of you happened to be reading this teehee)&lt;/span&gt;, really! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So anyway, here I would like to express my biggest gratitude to all of you once again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;THANK YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and I shall put a stop here, before i go on and on and on..well they say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'short and sweet'&lt;/span&gt; is always the best, isn't it? ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STKGyBisB-I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/rHbdEkbJFok/s1600-h/ST833520e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STKGyBisB-I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/rHbdEkbJFok/s400/ST833520e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274426307569780706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Friday! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*hearts* &lt;/span&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/5970504063456192693-5410853291346844571?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5410853291346844571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=5410853291346844571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/5410853291346844571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/5410853291346844571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/11/friday.html' title='FRIDAY'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STKGyBisB-I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/rHbdEkbJFok/s72-c/ST833520e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-8820607720833176318</id><published>2008-11-30T03:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T03:26:38.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Blogging?</title><content type='html'>Because it all started on Wednesday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26/11/08 -Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to college in the morning for a student photo shoot thingy. Got a lift from Wee Wee as I was out of transport. Later in the afternoon, there was a discussion at Bukit Tinggi Mcds for our Friday's Special. and After 3 or more times of planning followed by cancellation (^^''), the three of us, Caleb, Wee Han and myself, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; managed to meet up with Ms.Subha once again, in her shop. By the way, Ms.Subha, whose a very kind and friendly lady, agreed to help us out in our business plan presentation by giving a brief talk relating to our business plan. As a simple token of appreciation, we got her a cheesecake with a 'Thank you' on top and a card as well.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFSK1QBcVI/AAAAAAAAAa4/TDt757sQ-WE/s1600-h/261120084276e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFSK1QBcVI/AAAAAAAAAa4/TDt757sQ-WE/s400/261120084276e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274086984674013522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The one in blue is Ms.Subha.&lt;br /&gt;(taken right before we left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;photo credits: &lt;a href="http://www.weehan1102.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gui Wee Han&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Ms.Subha owns a flower shop, a very pretty one :D It's located at Bayu Perdana, called &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Say it with Flowers.'&lt;/span&gt; Do check it out if you can :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next stop...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jeth Cafe!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;because there was a belated birthday celebration for both my cousins/relative, Iona &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(who says i'm a horrible liar =/)&lt;/span&gt; LOL, and also a small farewell for Caleb who left for Aussie on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We'll let the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFT-OTI7xI/AAAAAAAAAbA/YdJSfTx8Y44/s1600-h/261120084292e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFT-OTI7xI/AAAAAAAAAbA/YdJSfTx8Y44/s400/261120084292e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274088967082929938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our 2 honoured guest of the evening =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFUucpREOI/AAAAAAAAAbI/7LQQAg84Jv0/s1600-h/261120084293e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFUucpREOI/AAAAAAAAAbI/7LQQAg84Jv0/s400/261120084293e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274089795567554786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take Two!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFV0mrNDLI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Xz17abuCTrY/s1600-h/P1012424e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFV0mrNDLI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/Xz17abuCTrY/s400/P1012424e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274091000850877618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Caleb, Wee Han, Daryl(supposingly a surprise guest), and Aisha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFW7BljKMI/AAAAAAAAAbY/AatdhjNGA0k/s1600-h/P1012426e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFW7BljKMI/AAAAAAAAAbY/AatdhjNGA0k/s400/P1012426e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274092210665760962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and that's Sarah (the one behind Aisha and beside me), also another surprise guest :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFZHxjFI3I/AAAAAAAAAbg/GY7KSxvw22g/s1600-h/P1012432e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFZHxjFI3I/AAAAAAAAAbg/GY7KSxvw22g/s400/P1012432e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274094628721992562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFZrPZMyeI/AAAAAAAAAbo/qKjweTYaF_I/s1600-h/P1012442e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFZrPZMyeI/AAAAAAAAAbo/qKjweTYaF_I/s400/P1012442e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274095238029036002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFar5xA4EI/AAAAAAAAAbw/B_hhQehk7ag/s1600-h/P1012418e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFar5xA4EI/AAAAAAAAAbw/B_hhQehk7ag/s400/P1012418e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274096348914835522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oo..Aisha! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFbmjmBR9I/AAAAAAAAAb4/ZUihN2QgYj4/s1600-h/P1012435e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFbmjmBR9I/AAAAAAAAAb4/ZUihN2QgYj4/s400/P1012435e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274097356575426514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFcThZk35I/AAAAAAAAAcA/U_3dwKeV4OA/s1600-h/P1012425e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFcThZk35I/AAAAAAAAAcA/U_3dwKeV4OA/s400/P1012425e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274098129080475538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFdUpVLFzI/AAAAAAAAAcI/tKul4WOgFSM/s1600-h/P1012431e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFdUpVLFzI/AAAAAAAAAcI/tKul4WOgFSM/s400/P1012431e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274099247900989234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Iona getting ready for Tango! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFeVN_I_tI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/05N8e14Bvl8/s1600-h/P1012429e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFeVN_I_tI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/05N8e14Bvl8/s400/P1012429e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274100357252316882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFezXNn4nI/AAAAAAAAAcY/AJX1K-u3NN4/s1600-h/P1012430e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFezXNn4nI/AAAAAAAAAcY/AJX1K-u3NN4/s400/P1012430e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274100875125056114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFgNn64vpI/AAAAAAAAAcg/bnMBdqk3PY4/s1600-h/P1012440e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFgNn64vpI/AAAAAAAAAcg/bnMBdqk3PY4/s400/P1012440e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274102425798098578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFhXQU80DI/AAAAAAAAAco/yiTAgZ1-DC8/s1600-h/P1012437e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFhXQU80DI/AAAAAAAAAco/yiTAgZ1-DC8/s400/P1012437e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274103690775285810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFidTCIk0I/AAAAAAAAAc4/Adh-A9b9qko/s1600-h/P1012428e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFidTCIk0I/AAAAAAAAAc4/Adh-A9b9qko/s400/P1012428e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274104894092514114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFjsQ7JhJI/AAAAAAAAAdI/A7Pa10yCro0/s1600-h/261120084289e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFjsQ7JhJI/AAAAAAAAAdI/A7Pa10yCro0/s400/261120084289e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274106250736010386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;photo credits: &lt;a href="http://www.weehan1102.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gui Wee Han&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the following day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27/11/08 -Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFlyRcxeRI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/2QdNIqrKBTg/s1600-h/ST833451e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFlyRcxeRI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/2QdNIqrKBTg/s400/ST833451e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274108552979511570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFmbN1CdvI/AAAAAAAAAdY/6mRgU59uIjI/s1600-h/ST833457e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFmbN1CdvI/AAAAAAAAAdY/6mRgU59uIjI/s400/ST833457e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274109256382183154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFoFUAZ9HI/AAAAAAAAAdo/al6fUnKOr3A/s1600-h/ST833460e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFoFUAZ9HI/AAAAAAAAAdo/al6fUnKOr3A/s400/ST833460e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274111079106606194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 lost souls wondering around in AEON.&lt;br /&gt;(lol just joking :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFpDc7ccWI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dOn_kd8sX8I/s1600-h/ST833461e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFpDc7ccWI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dOn_kd8sX8I/s400/ST833461e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274112146653606242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kimora Lee Brandon&lt;/span&gt; about to make an entrance xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFrca6KoDI/AAAAAAAAAd4/rE4EQB6gZb0/s1600-h/ST833465e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFrca6KoDI/AAAAAAAAAd4/rE4EQB6gZb0/s400/ST833465e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274114774631358514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's never too early for Christmas xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFsdWvdXdI/AAAAAAAAAeA/Pgp16UlVtqE/s1600-h/ST833467e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFsdWvdXdI/AAAAAAAAAeA/Pgp16UlVtqE/s400/ST833467e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274115890204204498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between there was this candid session, and also, we met a friend, Wey Chin who happens to be Brandon's former school mate as well.&lt;br /&gt;So this is what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFuLgxx2YI/AAAAAAAAAeI/3O4qSUumM4Y/s1600-h/ST833468e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFuLgxx2YI/AAAAAAAAAeI/3O4qSUumM4Y/s400/ST833468e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274117782683900290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFvIC7gTrI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/F3kKVBk_5os/s1600-h/ST833472e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFvIC7gTrI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/F3kKVBk_5os/s400/ST833472e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274118822643650226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFwHUFyxyI/AAAAAAAAAeY/e3CcrGqY3CU/s1600-h/ST833474e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFwHUFyxyI/AAAAAAAAAeY/e3CcrGqY3CU/s400/ST833474e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274119909581965090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFw_9bm81I/AAAAAAAAAeg/9EcjjpilCEw/s1600-h/ST833480e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFw_9bm81I/AAAAAAAAAeg/9EcjjpilCEw/s400/ST833480e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274120882751992658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another shot with the Xmas Tree before we proceeded..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFygIi4n3I/AAAAAAAAAeo/o5IXzRg9T5Q/s1600-h/ST833482e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFygIi4n3I/AAAAAAAAAeo/o5IXzRg9T5Q/s400/ST833482e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274122535002742642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which Iona and myself were left wandering around in AEON..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFzj-LTtKI/AAAAAAAAAew/bFa_3HUMdVs/s1600-h/ST833483e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFzj-LTtKI/AAAAAAAAAew/bFa_3HUMdVs/s400/ST833483e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274123700450604194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with more Christmas Trees! (^^'')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STF0-mz9oHI/AAAAAAAAAe4/KsfIwc9Y4vM/s1600-h/ST833490e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STF0-mz9oHI/AAAAAAAAAe4/KsfIwc9Y4vM/s400/ST833490e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274125257546768498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we met up with Ivan and Chern Yang and somehow ended up playing with the fishes in fish spa, the place where they both work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STF2pKOj2sI/AAAAAAAAAfA/RQyJeBKH9gA/s1600-h/ST833511e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STF2pKOj2sI/AAAAAAAAAfA/RQyJeBKH9gA/s400/ST833511e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274127088119700162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STF3loBJBJI/AAAAAAAAAfI/p5_6EJOT2so/s1600-h/ST833504e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STF3loBJBJI/AAAAAAAAAfI/p5_6EJOT2so/s400/ST833504e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274128126908630162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STF4jVmuhrI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/XFXkL5Xr2Ac/s1600-h/ST833509e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STF4jVmuhrI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/XFXkL5Xr2Ac/s400/ST833509e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274129187117893298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so both Iona and myself found a comfy room with comfy chairs! :D &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(oops, not sure if we're allowed to take pictures teehee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STF585j3xXI/AAAAAAAAAfY/fEdmUKJqeVc/s1600-h/ST833495e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STF585j3xXI/AAAAAAAAAfY/fEdmUKJqeVc/s400/ST833495e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274130725777950066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STF6-04UvhI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Gcw9SwTlQB4/s1600-h/ST833499e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STF6-04UvhI/AAAAAAAAAfg/Gcw9SwTlQB4/s400/ST833499e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274131858392923666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The return of Wee Han and Janelle..&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*happenings happenings happenings..*&lt;/span&gt; in between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(just trying to keep things short :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the night came.. and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;We were told there was a flood! What else could we do but to wait indoors and..&lt;br /&gt;Camwhore?! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STF_fx0GVhI/AAAAAAAAAfo/c3dAw_l4HIM/s1600-h/ST833512e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STF_fx0GVhI/AAAAAAAAAfo/c3dAw_l4HIM/s400/ST833512e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274136822552090130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STGBnh_hMII/AAAAAAAAAfw/3tBtb_Z2ezo/s1600-h/ST833513e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STGBnh_hMII/AAAAAAAAAfw/3tBtb_Z2ezo/s400/ST833513e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274139154767229058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STGDOynNusI/AAAAAAAAAf4/g5XGZJCrV-w/s1600-h/ST833514e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STGDOynNusI/AAAAAAAAAf4/g5XGZJCrV-w/s400/ST833514e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274140928755219138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STGFNSqkL7I/AAAAAAAAAgA/B7JQuuAPcIQ/s1600-h/ST833515e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STGFNSqkL7I/AAAAAAAAAgA/B7JQuuAPcIQ/s400/ST833515e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274143102022725554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok it is getting verrryy late now&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(it's no wonder the panda eyes =/)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hours of uploading,&lt;br /&gt;I still think there's a lot to blog about..uhh?&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, i shall stop here. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(just for now xD) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There'll be more to come!! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So uhh..&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Stay Tuned&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ^^''&lt;br /&gt;Anyway time to sleep, good nite!&lt;br /&gt;*good morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: talk about camwhoring..which reminds me of Camera..I am So Sorry Joy Ling for not being able to pass to you my camera on Friday! =/ (actually thought you'd come to college and collect) very sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-8820607720833176318?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8820607720833176318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=8820607720833176318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/8820607720833176318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/8820607720833176318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/11/picture-blogging.html' title='Picture Blogging?'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/STFSK1QBcVI/AAAAAAAAAa4/TDt757sQ-WE/s72-c/261120084276e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-7975130962646233245</id><published>2008-11-26T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T00:47:25.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i am getting a little cranky at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(and i'm sorry if i happened to have offended anyone in words or whatsoever :/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's all part of my messed up biological clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess it's time for me to say good night,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sleep tight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't let the bed bugs bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSwpRRaQKUI/AAAAAAAAAaw/2GQkFy0COD0/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081126_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSwpRRaQKUI/AAAAAAAAAaw/2GQkFy0COD0/s400/Snapshot_20081126_12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272634640452036930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dreamm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;dream dream dream....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;       dreaaammm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s: now i wonder how i took that shot, seriously&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nitey nites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-7975130962646233245?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7975130962646233245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=7975130962646233245' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7975130962646233245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7975130962646233245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/11/yes-i-am-getting-little-cranky-at.html' title=''/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSwpRRaQKUI/AAAAAAAAAaw/2GQkFy0COD0/s72-c/Snapshot_20081126_12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-7673781221668251109</id><published>2008-11-25T01:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T01:56:04.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wake Up Call.</title><content type='html'>After what happened today, i learn how fragile life is. One minute you can still be happily enjoying time with your family and friends, and the next life for you may just come to an end. Scary as it seems, but it is the reality of life, things you least expect to happen may just come like that. 101 questions of 'WHAT IFs' are popping in my mind at the moment, because of what i just experienced today, it's just a little too shocking for me at the moment that i can't seem to properly gather my thoughts. Also, thinking back on a few other (almost similar)  incidents i know of that just took another's life away just like that, i can't, really can't believe i was close, so close to..(i don't want to say it) 'What happened?' you may ask, but i'd rather not go into that. All I can say is, I thank God for being there all the while, looking after me. If there's one thing i ought to be grateful for right now, it would be the life that i still have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly everything seems so clear to me. Life is not a game, do not take it for granted, because you're only given once to live it. Secondly, don't, don't ever risk yourself into doing things you know you shouldn't be doing. Think twice before you act. For for every little action, there bound to be consequences. Lastly and also most importantly, think of your loved ones, even if you don't care as much for yourself, think about the people around you, your family especially, will they be able to bear the consequences because of the little deed you've done? Talk about losing your loved ones..how would you feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was i thinking??! I have no idea what got into me, seriously. But I've learnt one of life's most important lesson today, even how courageous you might be, do not take the risk when it comes to life. For what is life? It is only a vapour which appears for a little while and then vanishes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Treasure it.&lt;/span&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/5970504063456192693-7673781221668251109?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7673781221668251109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=7673781221668251109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7673781221668251109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7673781221668251109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/11/wake-up-call.html' title='A Wake Up Call.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-1709728662179538772</id><published>2008-11-24T13:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T13:08:10.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IoNaaa..</title><content type='html'>I was browsing through the pictures in my camera and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSov8teFWyI/AAAAAAAAAao/lhUfSLaZrgc/s1600-h/ST832114e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSov8teFWyI/AAAAAAAAAao/lhUfSLaZrgc/s400/ST832114e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272079033835019042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;...I FOUND THIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;PURRFECTT TIMING!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY SEXAY 18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;th IONA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*sings*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Birthday to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Birthday to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Birthday to Iona,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Birthday to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*burrps..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(music stops suddenly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oops, he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ok that was lame xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt; once again!&lt;br /&gt;Have a &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wonderful 18th gurl! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-1709728662179538772?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1709728662179538772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=1709728662179538772' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/1709728662179538772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/1709728662179538772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/11/ionaaa.html' title='IoNaaa..'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSov8teFWyI/AAAAAAAAAao/lhUfSLaZrgc/s72-c/ST832114e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-5283101461195372552</id><published>2008-11-24T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T01:28:03.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Dinner =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So Uncle Richard and wife wanted to give Daddy a birthday treat...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSmJvLsMq-I/AAAAAAAAAaI/dogqPVvcTOs/s1600-h/Untitled11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSmJvLsMq-I/AAAAAAAAAaI/dogqPVvcTOs/s400/Untitled11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271896282498903010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;somehow we all ended up having Japanese food instead.. :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(seafood being the other choice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Family Portrait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSmPFU474VI/AAAAAAAAAag/7sFgm6b37Yw/s1600-h/ST833405e1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSmPFU474VI/AAAAAAAAAag/7sFgm6b37Yw/s400/ST833405e1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271902160483508562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hello papa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*oops, the camera is here :P*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSmOK4fdthI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Z6DCWQsdH9M/s1600-h/ST833385e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSmOK4fdthI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Z6DCWQsdH9M/s400/ST833385e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271901156428068370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Happy Birthday Daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: Thank You again for the wonderful dinner Uncle Richard &amp;amp; Aunty Poh Sim! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSmOK4fdthI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Z6DCWQsdH9M/s1600-h/ST833385e.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/5970504063456192693-5283101461195372552?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5283101461195372552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=5283101461195372552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/5283101461195372552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/5283101461195372552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/11/birthday-dinner.html' title='Birthday Dinner =)'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSmJvLsMq-I/AAAAAAAAAaI/dogqPVvcTOs/s72-c/Untitled11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-735738796192583277</id><published>2008-11-23T19:10:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T19:24:23.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;(Ecc 3:1-8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;To everything there is a season,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;A time for every purpose under heaven:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A time to be born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And a time to die;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A time to plant,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And a time to pluck what is planted;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A time to kill,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And a time to heal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A time to break down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And a time to build up;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A time to weep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And a time to laugh;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A time to mourn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And a time to dance;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A time to cast away stones,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And a time to gather stones;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A time to embrace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And a time to refrain from embracing;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A time to gain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And a time to lose;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A time to keep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And a time to throw away;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A time to tear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And a time to sew;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A time to keep silence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And a time to speak;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A time to love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And a time to hate;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A time of war,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;And a time of peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSk4JbS1HBI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/izk8mHP6TcU/s1600-h/1463574952_dd400430e5e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSk4JbS1HBI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/izk8mHP6TcU/s400/1463574952_dd400430e5e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271806573410589714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Tick Tock Tick Tock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-735738796192583277?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/735738796192583277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=735738796192583277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/735738796192583277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/735738796192583277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/11/time.html' title='Time.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSk4JbS1HBI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/izk8mHP6TcU/s72-c/1463574952_dd400430e5e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-7994457377915475184</id><published>2008-11-22T11:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T11:19:52.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still recall our last s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;ummer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSd0YpiPi0I/AAAAAAAAAZw/INlRbrzqaX4/s1600-h/06240102e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSd0YpiPi0I/AAAAAAAAAZw/INlRbrzqaX4/s400/06240102e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271309855675616066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;r Last Summer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Memories that remain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;Far Away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-7994457377915475184?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7994457377915475184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=7994457377915475184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7994457377915475184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7994457377915475184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-can-still-recall-our-last-s-ummer.html' title=''/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSd0YpiPi0I/AAAAAAAAAZw/INlRbrzqaX4/s72-c/06240102e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-6251750925627502181</id><published>2008-11-19T01:00:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T01:28:45.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st ever done: Tagged by Wee Han</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Bold the statements that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;are true to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Italise the statements you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;wish it'd were true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Leave the fibs alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Then, stab-tag 5 people to do the same test. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I am 170cm tall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I don't know what i want at the moment.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;(career wise, still in the process of discovery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm not happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I hate my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I hate my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I hate my grades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;He drives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm bored of driving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I have a white handbag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I love dancing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(in my time alone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I go clubbing every week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I have a tattoo of a star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I got my navel pierced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I have friends that take drugs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;90% of my friends smoke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm studying fashion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I have a business running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I hate cartoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have 10 Guess handbags.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I buy CLEO every month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;My parents don't know about my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I have an iPod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I don't have faith in the "current one".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;My school mates know about my blog.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(*college mates)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I wanted to be a fashion designer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I love rock emo bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when people cancel last minute meet ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm a rebel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm starting to like wearing dresses.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(have always been wearing them every sunday :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I don't believe in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;High school's filled with drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;My parents have faith in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I have bought shoes this month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;A blogger b****ed about me before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I hate sports&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I heart Italian food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I hate meeting new people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I hate nail polish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The mother bear gives me hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People should start appreciating me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High school was the worst time of my life.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I have red hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;One Utama is my second home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared of my Biology exam.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I hate vacations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We'll last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I believe in long distance relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'm going to get high and smoke weeds one day soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I've robbed an old lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I am starting to like applying make-up.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(although i don't really know how to)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I was a tomboy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;At times I still I'm a tomboy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I still have a best friend.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(changes, i guess they're just all part of life)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I have a cat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I hate surprise parties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I hate planning parties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm a sinner&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(Rom 3:23: for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I've got a DS/DS light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I have a W-ii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I can live without music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video games are a waste of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I miss the father bear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I love being in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I know how to cook.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(just a lil bit here and there)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I have 100% freedom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Boys are ********. (Leave it to your intepretation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I hate math.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I love horror films.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm happy with what I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I slept in my parents' room for 3 days after watching Scream when I was a kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;My old friends keep in touch with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(some, every now and then)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I don't read newspapers.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(oops! working on it though :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The news is such a waste of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Blogging is a waste of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I hate animals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I can't live without make-up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I curse like a pirate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'm happy with my 11-year old car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I hate people that are smart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I love Apple Juice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I can't drink for nuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I've got a new phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm going to get a new pair of shoes by the end of this month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I love swimming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I haven't work out since March.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I think I'm fat.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(sometimes, i will have to admit that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I love my friends and family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I tag: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;any 5 people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(who are currently filled with boredom hence willing to do this)&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: which is one reason why i did this,&lt;br /&gt;and this being my first tag done :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&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/5970504063456192693-6251750925627502181?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6251750925627502181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=6251750925627502181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/6251750925627502181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/6251750925627502181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/11/1st-ever-done-tagged-by-wee-han.html' title='1st ever done: Tagged by Wee Han'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-7208206475686608955</id><published>2008-11-18T16:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T16:11:04.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the Ordinary.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Presenting to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSJnVpYigDI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/-1KMghPw_QA/s1600-h/103ed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSJnVpYigDI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/-1KMghPw_QA/s400/103ed.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269888135560593458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;7 normal beings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;What happens when they're on the road to discovery?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: normal;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHAT WILL THEY FIND OUT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Young &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;adventurous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; as they can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;curiosity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; changed these 7 lives...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSJmGsrnAkI/AAAAAAAAAZI/DZIep8Dic80/s1600-h/103evolveee1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSJmGsrnAkI/AAAAAAAAAZI/DZIep8Dic80/s400/103evolveee1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269886779236221506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and in the middle of nowhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;When the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ordinary..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;...turns into something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;extraordinary...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSJpulGXZMI/AAAAAAAAAZY/OLzbDg4Bsz4/s1600-h/103HEROESn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSJpulGXZMI/AAAAAAAAAZY/OLzbDg4Bsz4/s400/103HEROESn.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269890762930611394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Do not forget to catch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;the new season of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;HEROES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo credits: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);" href="http://qwertilicious.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tan Aisha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;LOL sorry i was bored :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-7208206475686608955?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7208206475686608955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=7208206475686608955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7208206475686608955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7208206475686608955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/11/out-of-ordinary.html' title='Out of the Ordinary.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SSJnVpYigDI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/-1KMghPw_QA/s72-c/103ed.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-5100444352169131166</id><published>2008-11-17T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:44:37.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Count your blessings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Sometimes I wonder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Have i not been blessed enough to have a family?&lt;br /&gt;Have i not been blessed enough to have friends?&lt;br /&gt;Have i not been blessed enough to have food?&lt;br /&gt;Have i not been blessed enough to have shelter?&lt;br /&gt;Have i not been blessed enough to have clothing?&lt;br /&gt;Have i not been blessed enough to have the chance of education?&lt;br /&gt;Have i not been blessed enough to live in this beautiful country?&lt;br /&gt;Have i not been blessed enough that i still have my health?&lt;br /&gt;and of all things, Have i not been blessed enough that I have a life?&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, Have i not been blessed enough that i have God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Many a times, we have a tendency to take things for granted, that we do not realize how blessed we are as compared to many others out there. Perhaps in this 21st century, things have always been ready and prepared for us, that it has become a "norm" that it should be that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Nevertheless, what we do not realize or rather see is all the effort and hard work behind these things. Take for example, where do you think you get your food? Why of course one would say, "food? you can get it anywhere.." Right, now the question is How? Another would then say "you pay for it." Yes, and where exactly does the money come from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Speaking from a teenager's perspective, is it not from our parents who have worked hard all day to keep us supported, ensuring that we do not hunger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Education, without the moral and financial support of our parents, where would we get the opportunity to be educated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Truth is, many things seemed to have already been prepared for us because of the hard work someone else has put in. I'm not trying to say that we have not put in any effort, why of course if you want certain things to be done, you have to make the effort yourself. But basically what i'm saying is, we ought to be thankful for the little things in life, because it's these little things that add up to the lives that we currently live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Is it that hard to say a word of&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Thank You&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;to those who've done something for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Is it that hard to say&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;You've done a good job&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;to those who fulfilled even the slightest responsibility?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Is it really that hard to say&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;to our mum and dad who have raised us till this day, who've never failed to be there for us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Perhaps many a times we are just too occupied with other things in life, that we do not realize or rather see how a slightest word of gratitude can make a difference. Truth is, you'll never know how simple things like this can turn one's world around, how it can make a person's day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Of course, it shouldn't be just mere words, but rather heartfelt, because if you don't mean what you say, then what is the point of saying it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Action is just as important, in fact it plays an even more important role than words. As the saying goes, "Action speaks louder than words." Wouldn't a pat on a shoulder help comfort your friend who just suffered the loss of his or her pet? How about bringing a cup of tea to Daddy who just came back after a long day from work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Because little gestures like these conveys a certain message that you actually care, or appreciate the person concerned, what he or she has done. Try not to wait for the "right time" to express how you feel, because you'll never know when it's too late. Afterall, life is but a vapour, never certain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Being mere humans, there bound to be times that we feel certain things are lacking in our lives, but instead of looking at things we don't already have, how about realizing how fortunate we are to have the basic needs of life and having blessed with things others don't already have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Count your blessings name them one by one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Count your blessings see what God has done,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Count your blessings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Name them one by one,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Count your many blessings, see what God has done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;How about counting your blessings today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-5100444352169131166?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5100444352169131166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=5100444352169131166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/5100444352169131166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/5100444352169131166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/11/count-your-blessings.html' title='Count your blessings.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-5355118290088891627</id><published>2008-11-16T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T01:18:31.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Trouble.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SR76MkdLxjI/AAAAAAAAAYA/xC7GEI8k4_U/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081101_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SR76MkdLxjI/AAAAAAAAAYA/xC7GEI8k4_U/s400/Snapshot_20081101_8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268923707921516082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a girl is quiet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a thousand thoughts are running through her mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(it is rather true)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;If only you knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh By The Way..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SR8CoBbP9PI/AAAAAAAAAYg/H85HaiCp0Ls/s1600-h/draft_lens2030017module9986835photo_1213411655panda0106-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SR8CoBbP9PI/AAAAAAAAAYg/H85HaiCp0Ls/s400/draft_lens2030017module9986835photo_1213411655panda0106-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268932975647519986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SR8C_98DOuI/AAAAAAAAAYo/bQY91stCpUo/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081113_56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SR8C_98DOuI/AAAAAAAAAYo/bQY91stCpUo/s400/Snapshot_20081113_56.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268933387028216546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: I just found out i have a new twin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you spot our similarities?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hint: It's all about the eyes, all about the eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off again,&lt;br /&gt;I'm panda-fied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-5355118290088891627?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5355118290088891627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=5355118290088891627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/5355118290088891627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/5355118290088891627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/11/double-trouble.html' title='Double Trouble.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SR76MkdLxjI/AAAAAAAAAYA/xC7GEI8k4_U/s72-c/Snapshot_20081101_8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-3561354025078670437</id><published>2008-11-12T05:00:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T05:34:45.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and when the Odd Hour strikes..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's 4:47am now, yes early in the morning, and i haven't any idea what am i doing in front of my lap top screen. You see i fell asleep at about 11pm something, and now i'm wide awake. Call me crazy or not, I have to say my sleep cycle has been pretty much disrupted lately. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*sighs* &lt;/span&gt;Sleeping and waking up at odd hours..=/ Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get ready for something more interesting... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*drrrumrolls!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Tadaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRnwjhzfZaI/AAAAAAAAAXY/kDzvAfUocBE/s1600-h/intl-main-1sht-gs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRnwjhzfZaI/AAAAAAAAAXY/kDzvAfUocBE/s400/intl-main-1sht-gs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267505732346930594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Get Smart!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you're thinking..&lt;br /&gt;"but..but that was like so long ago?"&lt;br /&gt;^^''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you're right, but well,&lt;br /&gt;being the &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not-so-frequent-movie-goer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(yea rite..lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've yet to watch it..&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and i've been wanting to watch this movie for quite some time now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i GOT THE DVD! :D &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(ohh thank you caleb for bringing me to the shop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and finally&lt;/span&gt;..*music plays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Get Smart here I come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(seriously think i'm gona watch it now :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-3561354025078670437?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3561354025078670437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=3561354025078670437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/3561354025078670437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/3561354025078670437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-when-odd-hour-strikes.html' title='and when the Odd Hour strikes..'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRnwjhzfZaI/AAAAAAAAAXY/kDzvAfUocBE/s72-c/intl-main-1sht-gs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-714541611005418143</id><published>2008-11-11T14:00:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T14:11:56.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Message in a Bottle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1:22pm&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and i think right now i would still be in Port Dickson.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*would have been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well anyway, some things came up, so only mummy and daddy went while me and lil erny stayed home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (ok my  bro is not that lil anymore)&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway talk about&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;trials and tribulation&lt;/span&gt;, we all go through that.&lt;br /&gt;Being mere humans, we tend to give up, sometimes so easily.&lt;br /&gt;So here's a short little poem i would like to share.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*it's also one of my all-time favourite, encourages me wheneve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;r i feel low :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Don't Quit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRkc42jNVqI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/TiF5ePwrMSc/s1600-h/bottle1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRkc42jNVqI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/TiF5ePwrMSc/s400/bottle1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267273002227947170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When things go wrong as they sometimes will,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When the r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;oad you're trudging seems all uphill,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When the funds are low and the debts are high,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and you want to smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;, but you have to sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;When care is pressing you down a bit,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Rest! if you must, but never quit.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Life is queer, with its twists and turns,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;as many of us sometimes learn,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;And many a failure turns about,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;when he might have won if he'd stuck it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Stick to the task the the pace seems slow,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may succeed with one more blow.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Success is failure turned inside out, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;the silver tint of the clouds of doubt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;and you never can tell how close you are,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may be near when it seems afar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stick to the fight when you're hardest hit,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's when things seem worst that you mustn't quit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/5970504063456192693-714541611005418143?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/714541611005418143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=714541611005418143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/714541611005418143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/714541611005418143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/11/message-in-bottle.html' title='Message in a Bottle'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRkc42jNVqI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/TiF5ePwrMSc/s72-c/bottle1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-9066465103235361091</id><published>2008-11-09T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:47:39.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscence &amp; a Best Wish.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look back today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I recall the days,&lt;br /&gt;where my friends so dear,&lt;br /&gt;were oh so near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would forget the smiles and tears?&lt;br /&gt;Memories, they still remain clear.&lt;br /&gt;Having gone through both good and bad,&lt;br /&gt;those were the times, i'll never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Separate ways we've all gone,&lt;br /&gt;But I believe,&lt;br /&gt;the bond we share&lt;br /&gt;Would stay for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRbCqQHZAGI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MBAef5BSRCY/s1600-h/ST833147e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRbCqQHZAGI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MBAef5BSRCY/s400/ST833147e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266610845392633954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;(19/10/08)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So as we go on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we remember,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all the times we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;had together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and as our lives change,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;come whatever,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we will still be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friends forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRbFBzNLZ3I/AAAAAAAAAWo/8eO1ZmULx8I/s1600-h/ST833193e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRbFBzNLZ3I/AAAAAAAAAWo/8eO1ZmULx8I/s400/ST833193e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266613448972396402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;IVY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! :&lt;br /&gt;Here's wishing you &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All The Best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;as you leave for Pulau Pangkor&lt;br /&gt;this coming week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRbH8ZsgNmI/AAAAAAAAAWw/vSIyr8CHgoc/s1600-h/ST833189e21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRbH8ZsgNmI/AAAAAAAAAWw/vSIyr8CHgoc/s400/ST833189e21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266616654759999074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have a safe trip,&lt;br /&gt;and see you back in&lt;br /&gt;4 months time?&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRbKrQCYJ8I/AAAAAAAAAW4/hN8fprcD4lw/s1600-h/ST833171e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRbKrQCYJ8I/AAAAAAAAAW4/hN8fprcD4lw/s400/ST833171e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266619658644498370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cake! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(fr.Baskin Robbins!!)&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh and..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRbL7OV4wRI/AAAAAAAAAXA/MxBLQNEEJBQ/s1600-h/ST833174e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRbL7OV4wRI/AAAAAAAAAXA/MxBLQNEEJBQ/s400/ST833174e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266621032578990354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Belated &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cinderellas&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;(I mean &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Alex &amp;amp; Wey Kiat&lt;/span&gt;):P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRbMzzp-wTI/AAAAAAAAAXI/F7fOQoJsHPY/s1600-h/ST833179e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRbMzzp-wTI/AAAAAAAAAXI/F7fOQoJsHPY/s400/ST833179e.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266622004668055858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[hey i thought we all agreed on posing piglet?-_-'']&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ok i look piggi-fied :/ haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: so sorry i couldn't make it for the last gathering on the 7th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-9066465103235361091?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/9066465103235361091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=9066465103235361091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/9066465103235361091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/9066465103235361091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/11/reminiscence-best-wishes.html' title='Reminiscence &amp; a Best Wish.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRbCqQHZAGI/AAAAAAAAAWg/MBAef5BSRCY/s72-c/ST833147e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-2420215860917097136</id><published>2008-11-08T20:55:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:43:07.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Saturday</title><content type='html'>There are days when you just feel like staying home, relax and release your mind off certain things, have a cup of&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;hot chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, with some &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;marshmallows&lt;/span&gt;, savor every bite of that plate of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;apple crumble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..*drools* OK, why am i tempting myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just as I was thinking of blogging down the happenings this week, I figured : "Nah..I shan't go too deep into that, so as to not complicate my blog post." =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm glad things worked out pretty well yesterday :) A very very big &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Thank You&lt;/span&gt; to all the other Friday team members&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; [I believe you know who you are :) We d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;id it, yay!!]&lt;/span&gt; and all those who contributed their help as well, not forgetting our very supportive customers. =&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Blackout Bistro&lt;/span&gt;, you go! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Blackout Bistro&lt;/span&gt; is a newly set up cafe in our college, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Help International College of Technology&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Open on Monday to Fridays, from 7am-7pm. Do come and join us for food! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*and just 5 minutes before the 20th hour come to an end..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRWMgPshC5I/AAAAAAAAAWY/-mAABzLifew/s1600-h/Trust.1_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRWMgPshC5I/AAAAAAAAAWY/-mAABzLifew/s400/Trust.1_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266269824876612498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    it clicked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (image was googled)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                                                                                            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;tell me about it.&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/5970504063456192693-2420215860917097136?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2420215860917097136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=2420215860917097136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/2420215860917097136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/2420215860917097136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/11/lazy-saturday.html' title='Lazy Saturday'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRWMgPshC5I/AAAAAAAAAWY/-mAABzLifew/s72-c/Trust.1_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-3164625990276564490</id><published>2008-11-06T11:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T12:01:06.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A small thing which makes a Big difference.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s: For some reasons, i ran out of words last night.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say some things unexpectedly, has been bothering me for the past few days now. Anyway, moving on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Let's talk about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Attitude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"I woke up early today, excited over all I get to do before the clock strikes midnight. I have responsibilities to fulfill today. I am important. My job is to choose what kind of day I am going to have."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Today I can complain because the weather is rainy or I can be thankful that the grass is getting watered for free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Today I can feel sad that I don't have more money or I can be glad that my finances encourage me to plan my purchases wisely and guide me away from waste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Today I can grumble about my health or I can rejoice that I am alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Today I can lament over all that my parents didn't give me when I was growing up or I can feel grateful that they allowed me to be born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Today I can cry because roses have thorns or I can celebrate that thorns have roses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Today I can mourn my lack of friend or I can excitedly embark upon a quest to discover new relationships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Today I can whine because I have to go to work or I can shout for joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; because I have a job to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Today I can complain because I have to go to school or eagerly open my mind and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;fill it wit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;h rich  new tidbits of knowledge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Today I can murmur dejectedly because I have to do housework or I can feel honored because the Lord has provide shelter for my mind, body and soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Today stretches ahead of me, waiting to be shaped. And here I am, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;sculptor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;, who gets to do the shaping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRJeV16iLrI/AAAAAAAAAVw/PEDrJ-zCl5Y/s1600-h/attitude-is-a-decision.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 395px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRJeV16iLrI/AAAAAAAAAVw/PEDrJ-zCl5Y/s400/attitude-is-a-decision.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265374643692383922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(image googled)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Author unknown~&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ I thought this to be rather inspiring, hence decided to post it up :) ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;I.&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/5970504063456192693-3164625990276564490?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3164625990276564490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=3164625990276564490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/3164625990276564490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/3164625990276564490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/11/small-thing-which-makes-big-difference.html' title='A small thing which makes a Big difference.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRJeV16iLrI/AAAAAAAAAVw/PEDrJ-zCl5Y/s72-c/attitude-is-a-decision.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-5869042279922235315</id><published>2008-11-05T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:46:09.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once and for all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I am Speechless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;nothing left to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-5869042279922235315?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/5869042279922235315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=5869042279922235315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/5869042279922235315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/5869042279922235315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/11/once-and-for-all.html' title=''/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-3312171403780506098</id><published>2008-11-04T21:24:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T22:23:51.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reorganization.</title><content type='html'>There comes a time when lowness overtakes one. And that pretty much describes how I feel right now, at this moment. Why you ask?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps some things are just unexplainable. Words just don't seem to fit in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRBBCZ8UzeI/AAAAAAAAAVI/lBfKJpQ0ysU/s1600-h/324199938_9ecebe820f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRBBCZ8UzeI/AAAAAAAAAVI/lBfKJpQ0ysU/s400/324199938_9ecebe820f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264779473975561698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(googled image)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, talking about life in college, i've completed two semesters now, and am currently on a two-month break. Woohoo! ??&lt;br /&gt;Why the question mark you think, well i don't know if this is just all part of change, but i have to admit that i do not look forward to holidays as much as i do last time, back in primary and secondary. Perhaps college life, i feel, isn't as "hectic" as it used to be in school, as of now i guess. Timing's pretty much flexible, just that i'm awaiting the day when i can drive independently to college. If there's one thing i should be grateful for, it would be having a cousin whose ever so helpful to drive me to college to and fro. Just few days before my first semester started, I came to know that this cousin of mine would be doing the exact same programme as me. So happened he lives nearby, so somehow a carpool was arranged, and there you go! Thank you Caleb Tan Chin Khuan! The day when i drive to college on my own, would be the day I'll repay you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRBDr1NNuMI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/MQgB9P5gL-M/s1600-h/n783925522_3626379_5860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRBDr1NNuMI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/MQgB9P5gL-M/s400/n783925522_3626379_5860.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264782384692050114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once again, I have to say, I am thankfully glad that I started my semester in April, also known to be the largest intake so far both among the ADP programme as well as the other courses in the former SIT/current HICT. This is where i came to know of the existence of my other two relatives, cousins rather, Aisha and Iona. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(p.s: I've heard of you before Iona, just that I never knew you, if u know what i mean XD).&lt;/span&gt; Also, people, friends, lecturers, and lecturers who are like friends, ever young at heart &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(hint hint: "Rachel Chocolate!" -_-'')&lt;/span&gt;, Anyway, these are the people which added an extra ray to my visual rainbow, coloured of course.&lt;br /&gt;Wonderful talent, great people! Although Life's not that all meaningless, these are the ones which just made life a little easier and meaningful, my life in this case. Names are not specified in here, but I guess you all know who you are. and here's a big THANK YOU! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRBMUsS2XgI/AAAAAAAAAVo/zxL6t0iXJDI/s1600-h/thank_you-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRBMUsS2XgI/AAAAAAAAAVo/zxL6t0iXJDI/s400/thank_you-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264791882767425026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(googled image as well)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I feel as though I've made the right choice in coming to this college, having no second thoughts at the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and I've learnt a thing or two the last 6 months: &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When the camera is near, po&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;se and put on your best smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal life here I come. I feel as though I need a change, a Major one in this case. I need to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;re-prioritize, re-organize, re-focus&lt;/span&gt;. Idle thoughts, do give me a break once in a while. And i think I've this urge to re-do my whole room, just yesterday i was shifting my study table, my bed, my drawer, you name it, all over my room. Trying to give it a fresh new look, I ended up placing the furnitures back to where it belonged -_-''. Something was just lacking and it didn't look right, so yeah..and no i am not into feng shui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess all i'm trying to say is:&lt;br /&gt;O -Optimism&lt;br /&gt;                                                    R -Reality Check&lt;br /&gt;                                                    G -Gratitude&lt;br /&gt;                                                    A -Attitude&lt;br /&gt;                                                    N -Need&lt;br /&gt;                                                     I -Inspiration&lt;br /&gt;                                                    Z -Zealousness&lt;br /&gt;                                                    E -Empowerment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps these are some of the things which are lacking in my life as of now, and the few aspects I need to really look into for now =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRBLmuPQR-I/AAAAAAAAAVg/QmJIEFGevCM/s1600-h/Snapshot_20081103_36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRBLmuPQR-I/AAAAAAAAAVg/QmJIEFGevCM/s400/Snapshot_20081103_36.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264791093015234530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(yes.. i got my webcam fixed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The mind is its own place, and in itself, can make Heaven of hell, and a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hell of Heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So the power of the mind speaks. Reorganization of thoughts, perhaps that's what I need.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;I'm only human.&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/5970504063456192693-3312171403780506098?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3312171403780506098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=3312171403780506098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/3312171403780506098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/3312171403780506098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/11/reorganization.html' title='Reorganization.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SRBBCZ8UzeI/AAAAAAAAAVI/lBfKJpQ0ysU/s72-c/324199938_9ecebe820f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-2110960938038822311</id><published>2008-11-03T11:41:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T11:58:26.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Most of the times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;people do not care how much you know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;until they know how much you care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                                                                                                                  &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                      you decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                                                        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-2110960938038822311?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/2110960938038822311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=2110960938038822311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/2110960938038822311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/2110960938038822311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/11/untitled.html' title='Untitled.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-7421396084254324137</id><published>2008-11-01T21:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T22:30:12.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another Ordinary Miracle Today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It’s not that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;unusual &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It’s just another &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ordinary miracle&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky knows when its time to snow,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t need to&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;teach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a seed to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;grow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It’s just another&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ordinary miracle&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;they say&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped up for you everyday;&lt;br /&gt;Open up and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;find a way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To give some of your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;remarkable&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Like every time a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;rain drop falls&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;It’s just another ordinary miracle today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birds in winter have their fling&lt;br /&gt;But always make it&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;home&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;spring&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It’s just another ordinary miracle today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wake up&lt;/span&gt; everyday&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t throw your &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;away;&lt;br /&gt;Hold them &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;close&lt;/span&gt; to your &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause we’re all a part&lt;br /&gt;Of the ordinary miracle.&lt;br /&gt;Ordinary miracle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to see a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;miracle&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;ohh ohh ohh, ohhh ohh ohh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;exceptional &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That things just work out after all.&lt;br /&gt;It’s just another&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;ordinary miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun comes up and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;shines&lt;/span&gt; so bright&lt;br /&gt;And disappears again at night.&lt;br /&gt;It’s just another&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;ordinary miracle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;today.&lt;br /&gt;ohh ohh ohh, ohh ohhh ohh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;It’s just another ordinary miracle today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~Sarah Mclachlan - Ordinary Miracle~ &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/5970504063456192693-7421396084254324137?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/7421396084254324137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=7421396084254324137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7421396084254324137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/7421396084254324137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-another-ordinary-miracle-today.html' title='Just another Ordinary Miracle Today.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-960568605552023653</id><published>2008-10-27T16:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T16:38:04.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyway.</title><content type='html'>Many things happened, and some things are just not the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Like a shadow which crept into my life,&lt;br /&gt;Things, people, and friends whom I call my own.&lt;br /&gt;Through the months, both good and bad,&lt;br /&gt;Those were the times i treasure, together with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Friends, they come and go, but some remain, until the end&lt;br /&gt;But who am I to tell what would be of the future,&lt;br /&gt;It's not all in my hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never expected myself to fall,&lt;br /&gt;but some things remain out of control,&lt;br /&gt;Just another ordinary being am I,&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, look at me, I think i just did.&lt;br /&gt;Emotions, somehow you got in the way,&lt;br /&gt;and now I've nothing much to say.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder why, oh why so vulnerable am I,&lt;br /&gt;even the slightest thing would make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tears i cry are tears of dry,&lt;br /&gt;because most of the times, it's hidden all inside.&lt;br /&gt;I put on quite a show, trying hard to hide,&lt;br /&gt;So at times, i realized, i tend to be, as cold as ice.&lt;br /&gt;I never intended it to be in such manner,&lt;br /&gt;but somehow it always happen, in the latter.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm sorry to the one or ones i've hurt,&lt;br /&gt;You know, it's just hard to cope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself it'll all get better in time,&lt;br /&gt;still, thoughts keep running through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Why am i whining really?&lt;br /&gt;I never did mentioned anything, have I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, when all is not said and not done,&lt;br /&gt;What is there to grump?&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on really,&lt;br /&gt;It's time i realize my priorities,&lt;br /&gt;and set my mind on things above.&lt;br /&gt;A little dove came by,&lt;br /&gt;and told me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"in time"&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;so i guess there's no rush really,&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, i believe you'll guide me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;''Yea though I walk through the valley &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;     of shadow of death,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will fear no evil; For You are with me; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the words i read from the Bible,&lt;br /&gt;The book of Psalms, is where i hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i step down,&lt;br /&gt;with a reason not to frown,&lt;br /&gt;wishing you all a good Mon,&lt;br /&gt;for there are many things still need to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                   If only a picture could paint a thousand words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-960568605552023653?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/960568605552023653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=960568605552023653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/960568605552023653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/960568605552023653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/10/anyway.html' title='Anyway.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-8097192628720754059</id><published>2008-10-20T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T19:24:38.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>95%Picturefied.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Untuk tontonan umum, sesuai untuk ditonton oleh semua lapisan masyarakat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday Wai How &amp;amp; Mathew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once upon a time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPn_XmtIAoI/AAAAAAAAAPo/jrtGo4kaZsI/s1600-h/ST833111e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPn_XmtIAoI/AAAAAAAAAPo/jrtGo4kaZsI/s400/ST833111e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258514820923654786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was a Cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now this was no ordinary cake..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For it brought..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPn_zc5sLnI/AAAAAAAAAPw/IaHV9v4ezyQ/s1600-h/ST833116e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPn_zc5sLnI/AAAAAAAAAPw/IaHV9v4ezyQ/s400/ST833116e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258515299328339570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;two long lost brothers back together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now everyone in town came to know of the good news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPoAQeOi0qI/AAAAAAAAAP4/d9EvlbFsrIM/s1600-h/ST833125e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPoAQeOi0qI/AAAAAAAAAP4/d9EvlbFsrIM/s400/ST833125e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258515797900448418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So..happy for the two brothers, they stayed up all night long celebrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were Laughter and much Joy..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPoAxFdVHxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/NLc0XyUvuoE/s1600-h/ST833102e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPoAxFdVHxI/AAAAAAAAAQA/NLc0XyUvuoE/s400/ST833102e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258516358187261714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much empathy and heartfelt joy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPoBQu0L8UI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Fm2iJ9sO10c/s1600-h/ST833126e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPoBQu0L8UI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Fm2iJ9sO10c/s400/ST833126e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258516901864927554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;for the two brothers, once lost, were now found again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to celebrate this special occasion,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPoCGNjnwfI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ufIHb3Kd2jY/s1600-h/ST833071e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPoCGNjnwfI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ufIHb3Kd2jY/s400/ST833071e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258517820650013170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a good friend of the two brothers came up with an idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPoDRgBGMVI/AAAAAAAAAQY/4mF3Aj6zkvE/s1600-h/ST833088e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPoDRgBGMVI/AAAAAAAAAQY/4mF3Aj6zkvE/s400/ST833088e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258519114095669586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Freshen up a bit for the latter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(The night is still young ain't it?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after getting themselves all soaked up,&lt;br /&gt;the people in town decided to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPoEXmJAJNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/mA0zjl0iDXY/s1600-h/ST833091e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPoEXmJAJNI/AAAAAAAAAQg/mA0zjl0iDXY/s400/ST833091e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258520318330283218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pose for a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back inside the house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPoFMGUNm4I/AAAAAAAAAQo/uIVhhz6h0P4/s1600-h/ST833100e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPoFMGUNm4I/AAAAAAAAAQo/uIVhhz6h0P4/s400/ST833100e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258521220320435074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one of them known to be a Feng Shui Master used one his 'Chi Chopstick' to take away any form of Bad Luck from one of the brothers.&lt;br /&gt;(everyone tried not to stay too close so as to not cause any interruption)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while the other brother remained outside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPoG6HdX74I/AAAAAAAAAQw/bUXz6Vrg-Aw/s1600-h/ST833132e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPoG6HdX74I/AAAAAAAAAQw/bUXz6Vrg-Aw/s400/ST833132e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258523110412906370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;posing for more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people in town got so excited they decided to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPoKycOYkTI/AAAAAAAAARA/7n-JjFRDINM/s1600-h/ST833027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPoKycOYkTI/AAAAAAAAARA/7n-JjFRDINM/s400/ST833027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258527376594735410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;burst balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPoLiZRLCwI/AAAAAAAAARI/IG5k6eeSn38/s1600-h/ST833032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPoLiZRLCwI/AAAAAAAAARI/IG5k6eeSn38/s400/ST833032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258528200434846466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and some certainly were in the good mood for football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPoSpxeBNdI/AAAAAAAAARQ/yItjd2h6Qbw/s1600-h/ST833022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPoSpxeBNdI/AAAAAAAAARQ/yItjd2h6Qbw/s400/ST833022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258536023771657682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good Game people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't long when..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPoVkoMsgII/AAAAAAAAARY/2m44NCikuuA/s1600-h/ST833081e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPoVkoMsgII/AAAAAAAAARY/2m44NCikuuA/s400/ST833081e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258539233918615682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one of them had an idea popped up in his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPoW4u2CPGI/AAAAAAAAARg/yPsA9OKNIhY/s1600-h/ST833105e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPoW4u2CPGI/AAAAAAAAARg/yPsA9OKNIhY/s400/ST833105e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258540678811630690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and four were already getting excited, happily waiting to hear some interesting cues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPsu1i-_UtI/AAAAAAAAAR4/-jnpye5uumo/s1600-h/ST833053e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPsu1i-_UtI/AAAAAAAAAR4/-jnpye5uumo/s400/ST833053e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258848487344132818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Here's how it goes. You sit on me..and.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPswOnasJPI/AAAAAAAAASA/ZmGZZIXuaNI/s1600-h/ST833061e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPswOnasJPI/AAAAAAAAASA/ZmGZZIXuaNI/s400/ST833061e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258850017542415602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"V Vould Vorm a Circle. Like Div Cake'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with much gratitude to the Cake..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPsx6noIo-I/AAAAAAAAASI/_pgu-RzlWr0/s1600-h/ST833084e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPsx6noIo-I/AAAAAAAAASI/_pgu-RzlWr0/s400/ST833084e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258851873024680930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and with a little help of visualizing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another circle this time was formed..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPszTscSN7I/AAAAAAAAASQ/ZDzVGxYVG2c/s1600-h/ST833086e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPszTscSN7I/AAAAAAAAASQ/ZDzVGxYVG2c/s400/ST833086e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258853403325511602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;by the Ladaies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point of time they were all amazed by the power of the cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPs2EIuM_lI/AAAAAAAAASY/lHTOPezOs6I/s1600-h/ST833113e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPs2EIuM_lI/AAAAAAAAASY/lHTOPezOs6I/s400/ST833113e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258856434573835858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling all passionate about it..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPs2tvi_qgI/AAAAAAAAASg/YXPLzxmpcwg/s1600-h/ST833114e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPs2tvi_qgI/AAAAAAAAASg/YXPLzxmpcwg/s400/ST833114e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258857149370444290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when someone shouted so suddenly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPs7XV2tpzI/AAAAAAAAASo/AJ2uJS2fCYw/s1600-h/ST833015e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPs7XV2tpzI/AAAAAAAAASo/AJ2uJS2fCYw/s400/ST833015e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258862262074844978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;due to the over-excitement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;causing the other to tremor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPs8zGTn-kI/AAAAAAAAASw/MTQ-0pPl3b0/s1600-h/ST833118e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPs8zGTn-kI/AAAAAAAAASw/MTQ-0pPl3b0/s400/ST833118e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258863838449105474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hence accidentally he popped open the champagne&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(sparkling juice actually :D)&lt;/span&gt; bottle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now it was splashing all over, in every direction possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPs_BXNKDbI/AAAAAAAAAS4/N-ioC520Wf4/s1600-h/ST833040e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPs_BXNKDbI/AAAAAAAAAS4/N-ioC520Wf4/s400/ST833040e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258866282526805426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so quickly she and the others turned back, with much precaution, trying to avoid being splashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the attempt of doing so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPtBXobvuWI/AAAAAAAAATI/jcrEYOJWxzw/s1600-h/ST833030e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPtBXobvuWI/AAAAAAAAATI/jcrEYOJWxzw/s400/ST833030e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258868864131774818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;two of them hid under an umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they cheers-ed!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPtDsVzf8uI/AAAAAAAAATQ/G04FeVU1jkE/s1600-h/ST833127e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPtDsVzf8uI/AAAAAAAAATQ/G04FeVU1jkE/s400/ST833127e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258871418931639010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while they posed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPtE6GQSvSI/AAAAAAAAATY/Go68hxlrpGU/s1600-h/ST833108e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPtE6GQSvSI/AAAAAAAAATY/Go68hxlrpGU/s400/ST833108e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258872754787237154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of them posed again, this time with another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPtGn38dORI/AAAAAAAAATg/87CS_oJkCzg/s1600-h/ST833123e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPtGn38dORI/AAAAAAAAATg/87CS_oJkCzg/s400/ST833123e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258874640731552018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while the other two cheers-ed once more&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPtHxyiB6LI/AAAAAAAAATo/4AXh8zqlPsA/s1600-h/ST833128e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPtHxyiB6LI/AAAAAAAAATo/4AXh8zqlPsA/s400/ST833128e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258875910588852402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the other four modeled with their bottles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPtJx4rcYAI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KdwxHH_REaQ/s1600-h/ST833135e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPtJx4rcYAI/AAAAAAAAAT4/KdwxHH_REaQ/s400/ST833135e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258878111262203906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Smile and the world smiles back at you'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPtLRe0S7NI/AAAAAAAAAUA/E-vh-XE1dDs/s1600-h/ST833107e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPtLRe0S7NI/AAAAAAAAAUA/E-vh-XE1dDs/s400/ST833107e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258879753587453138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;smiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPtMR_ZCH3I/AAAAAAAAAUI/uq9C1dpN6JY/s1600-h/ST833013e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPtMR_ZCH3I/AAAAAAAAAUI/uq9C1dpN6JY/s400/ST833013e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258880861843103602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and sat on each other..@@?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*wokay i'm losing the storyline..teehee.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPtOpRX_ZeI/AAAAAAAAAUY/qGH48DeVN8U/s1600-h/ST833009e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPtOpRX_ZeI/AAAAAAAAAUY/qGH48DeVN8U/s400/ST833009e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258883460830815714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;four of them took a family portrait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and later joined in by some friends..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPxpys8rkaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/cKVChaAkQ18/s1600-h/ST833011ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPxpys8rkaI/AAAAAAAAAVA/cKVChaAkQ18/s400/ST833011ed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259194784641946018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPtRq8paIDI/AAAAAAAAAUw/0Up_9lAU12w/s1600-h/ST833005e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPtRq8paIDI/AAAAAAAAAUw/0Up_9lAU12w/s400/ST833005e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258886788161347634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mummy &amp;amp; Daddy smile! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly they had with them bottles, pans, lighter and what not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPtQn_Ux_KI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ghlxYiUOtak/s1600-h/ST833133e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPtQn_Ux_KI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ghlxYiUOtak/s400/ST833133e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258885637828902050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to pose with THE CAKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So by the power of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;no-ordinary cake&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPtTlWFVI3I/AAAAAAAAAU4/gZBhiyteSxo/s1600-h/ST833129e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPtTlWFVI3I/AAAAAAAAAU4/gZBhiyteSxo/s400/ST833129e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258888890933388146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"TOGETHER WE STAND"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole town reunited and became as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"ohana"&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S&lt;/span&gt;:-&lt;br /&gt;1) Finally an update! :D&lt;br /&gt;     2) This lengthy post has only one reason for it: There was only 2 cameras used during that              night, one of it being mine.&lt;br /&gt;     3) So grab all you can.                                                                                                                        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;        4) Joy Ling, I've put up as many pictures as possible, about 95% of it is in here.             &lt;br /&gt;         (excluding those 'spoilt' or blur ones). So just uhm..grab all you want :D&lt;br /&gt;     5)I know I came up with a crappy story to go with it..but well what can i say? ;D&lt;br /&gt;         It turned out to be pretty fun upon having to upate again and again, having gone through&lt;br /&gt;         3 or 4 mozilla crashes. (did i mention my lap top went on a trip and thus i'm using the old&lt;br /&gt;         computer?) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*and the ramblings slowly subsided..slowly, slowy..until nothing could be heard.&lt;br /&gt;now silence filled the whole room..silence..silence, nothing but silence.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Gaah typo, i think i meant &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*silence filled the whole blog]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay nevermind already, time to hit the sack!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;Good night :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-8097192628720754059?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/8097192628720754059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=8097192628720754059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/8097192628720754059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/8097192628720754059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/10/95picturefied.html' title='95%Picturefied.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPn_XmtIAoI/AAAAAAAAAPo/jrtGo4kaZsI/s72-c/ST833111e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-4262538204375502177</id><published>2008-10-11T14:18:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T14:37:45.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohh No!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just for a Moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got caught up in my own thoughts..ohh yes i did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things just keep me wondering..ohh yes they do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's filled with many questions..Ohh yes it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals is just 1 and a half day ahead..ohh yes i..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OHH NO!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now where's that specs of mine?! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;[ok it belongs to google]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPA35kAIBKI/AAAAAAAAANk/0mUzJ8Zh1IY/s1600-h/AUSTK4QA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPA35kAIBKI/AAAAAAAAANk/0mUzJ8Zh1IY/s320/AUSTK4QA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255762227197641890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want one? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPA-J8oa67I/AAAAAAAAANs/31y3iESFYX8/s1600-h/IMG_0786Medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPA-J8oa67I/AAAAAAAAANs/31y3iESFYX8/s400/IMG_0786Medium.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255769105756777394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*eh ehh!* &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(of too much distractions)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the nerding continues..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPBCK7AY_tI/AAAAAAAAAN0/os6Fj8n92dM/s1600-h/ree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPBCK7AY_tI/AAAAAAAAAN0/os6Fj8n92dM/s400/ree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255773520546823890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wait, wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPBCgUKb7LI/AAAAAAAAAN8/5eB7dI07eIE/s1600-h/walle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPBCgUKb7LI/AAAAAAAAAN8/5eB7dI07eIE/s400/walle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255773888077098162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wall-E's under the category of movie nerds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*at least that's what i saw upon googling for uhh..nerd images?* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good weekend people!&lt;br /&gt;and to all my fellow friends and college mates,&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE BEST for finals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off,&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-4262538204375502177?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/4262538204375502177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=4262538204375502177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/4262538204375502177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/4262538204375502177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/10/ohh-no.html' title='Ohh No!'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SPA35kAIBKI/AAAAAAAAANk/0mUzJ8Zh1IY/s72-c/AUSTK4QA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-1813909283044383024</id><published>2008-10-05T19:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T19:42:43.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Smiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SOioHjkdhCI/AAAAAAAAAMg/3-DGBnCHLjU/s1600-h/sfmp.103020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SOioHjkdhCI/AAAAAAAAAMg/3-DGBnCHLjU/s400/sfmp.103020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253633813088404514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-1813909283044383024?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/1813909283044383024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=1813909283044383024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/1813909283044383024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/1813909283044383024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/10/sunday-smiles.html' title='Sunday Smiles'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SOioHjkdhCI/AAAAAAAAAMg/3-DGBnCHLjU/s72-c/sfmp.103020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-3408407936511261409</id><published>2008-10-01T11:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:41:55.234+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hidden emotions.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mixed feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='because it&apos;s been almost 2 weeks now since my last update'/><title type='text'>Just Because.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ever wonder what hurts more, 'saying something and wishing you hadn't or saying nothing at all and then wishing you had?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SOLf3FE5ynI/AAAAAAAAALI/d2J3tT4I-VA/s1600-h/sunset5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SOLf3FE5ynI/AAAAAAAAALI/d2J3tT4I-VA/s400/sunset5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252006252815960690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ohh the wonders of life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Young girl, don't cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll be right here when your world starts to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Young girl, it's all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your tears will dry, you'll soon be free to fly"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're safe inside your room you tend to dream&lt;br /&gt;Of a place where nothing's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;harder&lt;/span&gt; than it seems&lt;br /&gt;No one ever wants or bothers to explain&lt;br /&gt;Of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;heartache&lt;/span&gt; life can bring and what it means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there's no one else,&lt;br /&gt;Look&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; inside&lt;/span&gt; yourself&lt;br /&gt;Like your oldest friend,&lt;br /&gt;Just trust &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the voice within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll find&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the strength&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That will guide your way&lt;br /&gt;If you will learn to begin&lt;br /&gt;To trust &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the voice within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;Life is a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can take you everywhere you choose to go&lt;br /&gt;As long as you're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;learning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll find all you'll ever need to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll make it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;You'll make it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't go forsaking yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll make it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~adapted from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'The Voice Within'&lt;/span&gt; sung by Christina Aguilera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;*slightly modified*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the p.s post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SOLmBFrGe3I/AAAAAAAAALQ/dTGMDR0qadI/s1600-h/ST832760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SOLmBFrGe3I/AAAAAAAAALQ/dTGMDR0qadI/s400/ST832760.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252013021844634482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HICT Toastmasters intallation dinner&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kimora-like&lt;/span&gt; frog was trying out various &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;superman stunts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but eventually turned into a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mushroom&lt;/span&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SOLnCMecvJI/AAAAAAAAALY/MJUhPAfvuT4/s1600-h/n746805505_4339268_1833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SOLnCMecvJI/AAAAAAAAALY/MJUhPAfvuT4/s400/n746805505_4339268_1833.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252014140362112146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group picture.&lt;br /&gt;(credit goes to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mushroom Boy&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;*oops!*(i meant Wee Han)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I'm no longer the &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*coughs*&lt;/span&gt; mushroom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'PING!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mushroom power's all on you now Gweeky =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-3408407936511261409?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/3408407936511261409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=3408407936511261409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/3408407936511261409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/3408407936511261409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-because.html' title='Just Because.'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SOLf3FE5ynI/AAAAAAAAALI/d2J3tT4I-VA/s72-c/sunset5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5970504063456192693.post-6726090565134764189</id><published>2008-09-20T22:45:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T01:34:37.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deja Vu?</title><content type='html'>As i was staring at my lap top screen wondering just what to blog about, the phrase 'Deja Vu' came across my mind, just like that. Hmm..&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*wonders why&lt;/span&gt;*. Anyway, coming back to the post title, 'Deja Vu'..In reference to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;www.dictionary.com&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Deja Vu&lt;/span&gt; is defined as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the illus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ion of having previously experienced something actually being encountered for the first ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me.&lt;/span&gt; Hmm..scary as it seems? Well, most of us, at some point in our lives, would have had experienced a sense of 'deja vu'..Yes? No? Take for example, if you were to be lost in a jungle, when suddenly you hear a loud roar coming out of nowhere. What would be the first thing you'd do? Why..turn around of course, in search for the sound, and then what? You realized that there's a tiger, seemingly hungry for food, just right in front of you. Stunned, you step back slowly, by now having barely felt your legs. and Just when you're about to scream, your mouth freezes, suddenly. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*Flashback Flashback Flashbacks*&lt;/span&gt; is all that's running through your head now. What do you see? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*of spirals and spirals and spirals* &lt;/span&gt;The tiger looks at you, and and..what do you do now? You stare back..never having felt so timid and stunned before. The tiger walks slowly towards you, and you, having no time to even anticipate your next step or action, you continue staring at the tiger. How about the tiger itself? Stares back at you of course, with the ever-ready-to-pounce-on-you look. And so walking in circles, and circles, the tiger now comes closer, closer, and closer, still having its eyes laid upon you. And now, feeling your blood rushing all over the body, you can barely move, not even the slightest thought of running away had you, you now begin to shut your eyes, anticipating the worst. Then..then? After hours of waiting(seemingly), you begin wondering why nothing has yet to happen. Well, what were you anticipating, really? that by now the tiger would have pounced on you, tearing the human flesh into piec..*ok all these negative, disgusted thoughts has got to stop!* and so, you opened one eye slowly, just for a slight peek. You soon realized the tiger &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*jeng jeng jeng*&lt;/span&gt; lays nicely on the ground..(??-_-'') and seem to have this harmless look on its face? Somewhat like a cute little puppy gazing at you with its innocent eyes..Mesmerized, you then bend over, place your hand on its head, and start petting it..heh?Ehh??! *zzzzzapp!* and Now, reality has come back to haunt you, you realize again, that a fierce tiger is still just right in front of you..hm? and so now you have a choice, run like the wind and save yourself, or just remain standing, hoping and praying hard that &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*flashback*&lt;/span&gt; this deja vu you're experiencing now will be of the exact situation you thought you've actually encountered previously. The moment of truth has arrived, will it be 'Aww..just take a look at this cute lil puppy-like tiger..' or 'What was i thinking? Runnnn...!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now was that a Deja Vu, or not? You tell me. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Behind the scenes: She got bored..&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i'm sorry =/)&lt;/span&gt; and hence came up with an oh-so-random story. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as she was browsing through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she found..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNTlqgFYYeI/AAAAAAAAAIw/uWhEgqLTVgI/s1600-h/ST832195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNTlqgFYYeI/AAAAAAAAAIw/uWhEgqLTVgI/s320/ST832195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248071984123240930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;@_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNTmtlwpXYI/AAAAAAAAAI4/3mb1HgA2iAQ/s1600-h/ST832260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNTmtlwpXYI/AAAAAAAAAI4/3mb1HgA2iAQ/s320/ST832260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248073136698121602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Malaysian Superman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNTn9S1fnrI/AAAAAAAAAJA/xzSvw87anAk/s1600-h/ST831849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNTn9S1fnrI/AAAAAAAAAJA/xzSvw87anAk/s320/ST831849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248074506007715506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Shoemaker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNTp1xuipNI/AAAAAAAAAJI/6pN35mdyWEM/s1600-h/ST831807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNTp1xuipNI/AAAAAAAAAJI/6pN35mdyWEM/s320/ST831807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248076575884354770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Gypsy &amp;amp; client mama aisha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNTrbXdQXKI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/rQJIkHtYBUE/s1600-h/ST831793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNTrbXdQXKI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/rQJIkHtYBUE/s320/ST831793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248078321179188386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Charlie &amp;amp; his angels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNTstTxS3sI/AAAAAAAAAJY/PMRmOoecnvY/s1600-h/ST831800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNTstTxS3sI/AAAAAAAAAJY/PMRmOoecnvY/s320/ST831800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248079728938770114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Get Smart 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNTv9e7wF4I/AAAAAAAAAJg/y2vTLCs20-E/s1600-h/ST831799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNTv9e7wF4I/AAAAAAAAAJg/y2vTLCs20-E/s320/ST831799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248083305348208514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;James Bond 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNTx4OM8TWI/AAAAAAAAAJw/JTKrnM2Soq4/s1600-h/ST831809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNTx4OM8TWI/AAAAAAAAAJw/JTKrnM2Soq4/s320/ST831809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248085413980818786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheaper by a dozen 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNT0vqejrAI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/7axms_2KyOw/s1600-h/ST832174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNT0vqejrAI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/7axms_2KyOw/s320/ST832174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248088565486955522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alice in Wonderland 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNT11iTHZkI/AAAAAAAAAKA/P5xYEtDu7kc/s1600-h/ST831874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNT11iTHZkI/AAAAAAAAAKA/P5xYEtDu7kc/s320/ST831874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248089765882324546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scary Movie 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNT3JGoObzI/AAAAAAAAAKI/cnEIskIreTI/s1600-h/ST832237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNT3JGoObzI/AAAAAAAAAKI/cnEIskIreTI/s320/ST832237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248091201563684658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Prince Caspian(in action) &amp;amp; friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNT4NoeulOI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/bPnkLsaEYxE/s1600-h/ST832226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNT4NoeulOI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/bPnkLsaEYxE/s320/ST832226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248092378881758434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The White Chicks 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNT5TDFFi5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/7XfQs9J2Xtg/s1600-h/ST832213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNT5TDFFi5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/7XfQs9J2Xtg/s320/ST832213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248093571432942482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The new host of 'Jalan-jalan Cari Makan'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNT8JuDOWoI/AAAAAAAAAKg/rDiduy44-6c/s1600-h/ST832266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNT8JuDOWoI/AAAAAAAAAKg/rDiduy44-6c/s320/ST832266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248096709704047234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dutch Lady Farm Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNT-fkCGY6I/AAAAAAAAAKw/1FpoG48U3AU/s1600-h/ST832115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNT-fkCGY6I/AAAAAAAAAKw/1FpoG48U3AU/s320/ST832115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248099283995354018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The School of Talk 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*CUT CUT CUT CUT CUT!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wokay..before this goes on and on and on..&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;'So anyway, that's all for today folks! Stay tuned for more updates, same day, same time, specially brought to you by the &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*say it out loud*&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Deja Vu channel!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNUAyhbpRWI/AAAAAAAAAK4/sugnpLScnQQ/s1600-h/ST832207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNUAyhbpRWI/AAAAAAAAAK4/sugnpLScnQQ/s320/ST832207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248101808737961314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I not Stupid 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ooopss Sorry!~Cast stop rolling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wokay! so much for an update =D&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Hopefully no one got offended in this oh-so-random post, esp those 'role-playing' in the pics. =D If by any means anyone got offended, I sincerely apologize, pls do not take to heart.=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To end off the post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNUGY4wyznI/AAAAAAAAALA/6Zb78t0lB88/s1600-h/ST831811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNUGY4wyznI/AAAAAAAAALA/6Zb78t0lB88/s400/ST831811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248107965393849970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3rd and last p/s: At some point of time&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(going through the post)&lt;/span&gt;, did you experience some form of Deja Vu? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5970504063456192693-6726090565134764189?l=e-lifestory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/feeds/6726090565134764189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5970504063456192693&amp;postID=6726090565134764189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/6726090565134764189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5970504063456192693/posts/default/6726090565134764189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://e-lifestory.blogspot.com/2008/09/deja-vu.html' title='Deja Vu?'/><author><name>MyLifeStory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03183516813122620713</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KNpXMAw1XQ0/SNTlqgFYYeI/AAAAAAAAAIw/uWhEgqLTVgI/s72-c/ST832195.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
