<?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-2965331176312379322</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:56:31.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ligero. Lumen. Lumière. Luce. Light.</title><subtitle type='html'>"Faith is the bird that feels the light when the dawn is still dark." ~Rabindranath Tagore</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>306</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-6738408981672956449</id><published>2011-06-21T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T23:33:37.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back! I hope...</title><content type='html'>Wow. I haven't blogged since my birthday. That's 4 months ago. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are a million and one thoughts in my head but somehow I just never remembered to pen them down and when I do want to blog about them or write it down, I am at a loss for words. Anyhow. No point looking at what had passed &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;(ngam ngam my iTunes is playing 'Don't Look Back At Anger' by Oasis)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what has happened in my life? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Studies. Hanging out with friends. Movies &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;(lots and lots of movies and series)&lt;/span&gt;. Sports &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;(badminton, swimming, bouldering)&lt;/span&gt;. Driving&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; (the jams are terrible.. T_T)&lt;/span&gt;. Alone time. Chores. Serendipitous discoveries &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;(self-dicoveries)&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, I have been good. Although a little busy and occupied, but I am happy. Very much so! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;SO hello bloggie! :)  I am back.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-6738408981672956449?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/6738408981672956449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=6738408981672956449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/6738408981672956449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/6738408981672956449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-back-i-hope.html' title='I&apos;m back! I hope...'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-1759149683193167634</id><published>2011-02-19T12:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T13:51:55.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From UK with ♥    =D</title><content type='html'>I have been utterly surprised and moved in the most unimaginable way. They always said that distance tends to break or dampen any relationship but I guess there is always that one or two exception. :)  Well, did I mention that I am officially 21? =P  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big two one is something big or at least celebrated but I think the real celebration and the real meaning is not in the presents nor in the wishes, nor the parties we throw.. it's actually having the people whom I love and care about around me on this day which makes it so special and so dear. Well, there's 3 particular people who I would love to have the most this day aside from my family; Jia Rong, Ai Jane and Elizabeth. And it so happens that all 3 of them are a few oceans away. Funny how the distance will actually make me think of them so much more. I miss you 3 dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am who I am today because of so many things, lessons and because of so many people and one of them being the 3 of you. What I wouldn't give to have the 3 of you here today. Sigh..  this is making me emotional. But.. let's brighten up the mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the main point.. this week has been made special because of you ELIZABETH CHIA SU YIN!  :)  I'll let the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First it was the postcard that arrived on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;I was so tired that day and when I walked into the house&lt;br /&gt;I saw this card on the table with a familiar handwriting and&lt;br /&gt;a UK stamp. I had to smile when I saw it. It was a wonderful&lt;br /&gt;surprise to perk me from the exhausting day I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xDX00PNlO14/TV9Qfn_P_rI/AAAAAAAACO8/CI1WpwfEuzg/s1600/DSC08415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xDX00PNlO14/TV9Qfn_P_rI/AAAAAAAACO8/CI1WpwfEuzg/s400/DSC08415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575263367948402354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The yesterday (Friday, 18th Feb), I finally went to Liz's place&lt;br /&gt;to collect the presents she got her brother to bring back from the UK.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was just one present, but I was surprised to find a bag with 2&lt;br /&gt;gifts inside. And there was this note. Haha. She even left instructions.&lt;br /&gt;I could so hear her say the words "or ELSE!" at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TsI5JJpG1wc/TV9QfaVqoII/AAAAAAAACO0/BfvHC-CTsgU/s1600/DSC08404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TsI5JJpG1wc/TV9QfaVqoII/AAAAAAAACO0/BfvHC-CTsgU/s400/DSC08404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575263364284326018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) Open the largest package. TA-DA! She got me 2 Austen movies!&lt;br /&gt;I haven't read Sense and Sensibility. Which means, i'll have to get the book&lt;br /&gt;soon. And She got me Colin Firth's version of Pride &amp;amp; Prejudice which&lt;br /&gt;I only managed to watch a little bit of the beginning in Sha's place.&lt;br /&gt;I recently read a book called Mr Darcy's diary, how apt, now I get to&lt;br /&gt;rewatch P&amp;amp;P! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uqv-3y91jXU/TV9NA9W3aAI/AAAAAAAACOM/tqSoBC0Oono/s1600/DSC08406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uqv-3y91jXU/TV9NA9W3aAI/AAAAAAAACOM/tqSoBC0Oono/s400/DSC08406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575259542573770754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2) Open the smaller package. haha. She gave me a stress ball keychain.&lt;br /&gt;It's so cute. I've been squeezing it already. The stress ball is&lt;br /&gt;actually a piece of keepsake and also in remembrance&lt;br /&gt;of our stressful endeavor in Ms Winnee's class. lol. I actually miss Ms Winnee. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZT60iAtl-SE/TV9NBaRcSrI/AAAAAAAACOc/gSnWylZi0hE/s1600/DSC08410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZT60iAtl-SE/TV9NBaRcSrI/AAAAAAAACOc/gSnWylZi0hE/s400/DSC08410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575259550335650482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Open the silver envelop and read the card.&lt;br /&gt;4) Read the letter in the card. &lt;br /&gt;I nearly cried when I read them. sigh.. Now I miss her even more.&lt;br /&gt;I hate and love you Liz!  Mostly I hate you for being so&lt;br /&gt;far away. Yea. I'm actually saying I miss you. =P  Can you tell??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y0Ed6-21BOw/TV9NBMbxpUI/AAAAAAAACOU/LS86tgfpxsI/s1600/DSC08407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y0Ed6-21BOw/TV9NBMbxpUI/AAAAAAAACOU/LS86tgfpxsI/s400/DSC08407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575259546620896578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then when I came home, I got another surprise from her.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.. she has so outdone herself this time. =)&lt;br /&gt;I found a birthday card from her sitting in the postbox.&lt;br /&gt;Again, what she wrote made me smile and cry at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;How much more contradictory can I get, right? Sheesh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v8m35vqBD38/TV9NBixUa6I/AAAAAAAACOk/FTH8atMZm_E/s1600/DSC08411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v8m35vqBD38/TV9NBixUa6I/AAAAAAAACOk/FTH8atMZm_E/s400/DSC08411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575259552616836002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But what made me feel touched and truly loved is this. I nearly missed it.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Liz, I'd say the same to you too. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dl39LnCQuq8/TV9NCkFdmyI/AAAAAAAACOs/KhgQtUe76X4/s1600/DSC08414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dl39LnCQuq8/TV9NCkFdmyI/AAAAAAAACOs/KhgQtUe76X4/s400/DSC08414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575259570149628706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh... I feel all mushy now.  =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-1759149683193167634?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/1759149683193167634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=1759149683193167634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/1759149683193167634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/1759149683193167634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2011/02/from-uk-with-d.html' title='From UK with ♥    =D'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xDX00PNlO14/TV9Qfn_P_rI/AAAAAAAACO8/CI1WpwfEuzg/s72-c/DSC08415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-6938144038279376787</id><published>2011-02-17T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T00:35:09.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The best part about studying Mass Comm is actually the projects we get to do. This is a film project done by my friends. It's pretty funny and cute. Enjoy! =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/w5a_qgY-pYM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-6938144038279376787?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/6938144038279376787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=6938144038279376787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/6938144038279376787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/6938144038279376787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2011/02/best-part-about-studying-mass-comm-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/w5a_qgY-pYM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-7522659643151779925</id><published>2011-02-17T00:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T00:31:09.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies  :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I volunteered to help my aunt with her kids this week cause her mom is out of town. I love kids. =)  My cousins are superbly adorable. They are really easy to love and they are quite manageable. It'll be a real eye-opening experience to see these two grow before our eyes. Haha. Which means, I'm getting older.  =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9GjlqWdawko/TVv12_2xYKI/AAAAAAAACOE/SaC5k7uJT48/s400/DSC00147.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574319289004023970" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is baby Cheryll. She is just 2 months old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know, her chubby cheeks makes you wanna pinch it right??  =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The amazing part about her is the fact that she knows how to return a smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when you smile and talk to her. Kinda intelligent. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The only thing is that she likes to be carried around, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so it can be tiring but she smells awesome! (yea..I sniff her scent all the time!  XP)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3gwwfs6Kl4c/TVv12oUr5rI/AAAAAAAACN8/Lac13KnEsIk/s1600/DSC00148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3gwwfs6Kl4c/TVv12oUr5rI/AAAAAAAACN8/Lac13KnEsIk/s400/DSC00148.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574319282687043250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Darren. He's turning 2 this May. He's super active and super&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;playful. Kinda like me when I was a kid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He very smiley and he's very sociable for a child of 1 plus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He likes to play with other children when he sees them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He has a habit of saying goodbye to anyone he sees going out the door even strangers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He likes to wave goodbye and at the same time, he likes to give goodbye kisses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's one of the most engrossing films to watch!  &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/2965331176312379322-7522659643151779925?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/7522659643151779925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=7522659643151779925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7522659643151779925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7522659643151779925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2011/02/babies.html' title='Babies  :)'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9GjlqWdawko/TVv12_2xYKI/AAAAAAAACOE/SaC5k7uJT48/s72-c/DSC00147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-3959291307540216524</id><published>2011-01-20T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T00:25:31.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine by Kina Grannis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is so sweet and the tune's just addictive.  =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/840NbiFF1zM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/840NbiFF1zM?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-3959291307540216524?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/3959291307540216524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=3959291307540216524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/3959291307540216524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/3959291307540216524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2011/01/valentine-by-kina-grannis.html' title='Valentine by Kina Grannis'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-442737296492925389</id><published>2011-01-12T10:46:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T23:42:15.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They run 5km marathons, I watch english drama marathons  =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The word marathon always gives me the feel that it's a quick rush from one point to the other; it's adrenaline pumping and super exhilarating! I've been so obsessed with two series in particular; Chuck and Castle. =) Yeap.. Carmen likes everything that starts with a 'C'. It's a recurring pattern with me. Both the series have awesome concepts and a really good list of songs from a lot talented independent artists. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chuck is about this nerdy guy who works at a Buy More as a computer tech. The twist is that he accidentally downloads the Intersect which contains the government's secret into his brain. So yeah, he's pretty much in grave danger and he got caught up in a web of spy stuff and fell in love with his handler (protector).  Absolutely funny and lighthearted. It's not too heavy and it's really easy to fall in love with Zach Levi and Yvonne Strahovski.  =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Castle is a more lighthearted and witty version of CSI. There's no super high tech gear or really elaborate details about the sciences behind the evidence recovery. It really gives you a feel that your watching a mystery novel unfold. Really funny and entertaining. I absolutely like Beckett's character. She's liken the modern Elizabeth Bennet and Castle is just a really cool and humorous writer full of childlike wonder and wild theories. Stana Katic is stunning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Enough words... &lt;b&gt;PICTURES!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TTb-mEFxhFI/AAAAAAAACNw/0TWJGKUqLX0/s1600/1024x768chuck_sarah1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TTb-mEFxhFI/AAAAAAAACNw/0TWJGKUqLX0/s400/1024x768chuck_sarah1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563914319549269074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TTb-l1YMC1I/AAAAAAAACNo/b5XoYedZqLQ/s1600/chuck-sarah-season4-320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TTb-l1YMC1I/AAAAAAAACNo/b5XoYedZqLQ/s400/chuck-sarah-season4-320.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563914315599973202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like the way they look at each other. Awesome chemistry! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TTb-lfAkLWI/AAAAAAAACNg/24tlUqATzAc/s1600/3607504316_b3b5cbd9d8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TTb-lfAkLWI/AAAAAAAACNg/24tlUqATzAc/s400/3607504316_b3b5cbd9d8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563914309595311458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TTb-le16ucI/AAAAAAAACNY/jWViSRUsC8A/s1600/293.chuck.lr.042110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TTb-le16ucI/AAAAAAAACNY/jWViSRUsC8A/s400/293.chuck.lr.042110.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563914309550651842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TTb-lAUdhnI/AAAAAAAACNQ/4rU9u5in2S8/s1600/Chuck-Sarah-chuck-and-sarah-15875556-500-341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TTb-lAUdhnI/AAAAAAAACNQ/4rU9u5in2S8/s400/Chuck-Sarah-chuck-and-sarah-15875556-500-341.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563914301357262450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;This is a cute scene. Spies and lovers. Quite the combo.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TTb9wlORIoI/AAAAAAAACNI/IZ3qTu1qqlg/s1600/Castle_title_card.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TTb9wlORIoI/AAAAAAAACNI/IZ3qTu1qqlg/s400/Castle_title_card.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563913400730329730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TTb9wZkRWoI/AAAAAAAACNA/u8oOq6bjYwA/s1600/Castle3.2Photo8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TTb9wZkRWoI/AAAAAAAACNA/u8oOq6bjYwA/s400/Castle3.2Photo8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563913397601393282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Their eyes just lock and it's amazing how they finish each other's sentence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweet and somewhat cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TTb9wCfGTyI/AAAAAAAACM4/5TYIn8Oj338/s1600/Castle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TTb9wCfGTyI/AAAAAAAACM4/5TYIn8Oj338/s400/Castle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563913391405682466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haha.. one of my favorite scenes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TTb9vic5nsI/AAAAAAAACMw/rBIWeX1RcsI/s1600/tumblr_krina7yUVg1qzxwmuo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 357px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TTb9vic5nsI/AAAAAAAACMw/rBIWeX1RcsI/s400/tumblr_krina7yUVg1qzxwmuo1_500.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563913382806527682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is another funny scene!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TTb9vYkGBxI/AAAAAAAACMo/5ied8Unutak/s1600/tumblr_ldbrbrdewE1qbre1ao1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TTb9vYkGBxI/AAAAAAAACMo/5ied8Unutak/s400/tumblr_ldbrbrdewE1qbre1ao1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563913380152346386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;=)  Can't wait to see what's next!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-442737296492925389?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/442737296492925389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=442737296492925389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/442737296492925389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/442737296492925389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2011/01/they-run-5km-marathons-i-watch-english.html' title='They run 5km marathons, I watch english drama marathons  =)'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TTb-mEFxhFI/AAAAAAAACNw/0TWJGKUqLX0/s72-c/1024x768chuck_sarah1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-5948736802810521721</id><published>2011-01-09T04:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T04:20:13.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End by Pearl Jam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I've been hooked on a new series... The soundtrack is pretty much awesome too!  =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PqAP5ZA2Lkg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PqAP5ZA2Lkg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; line-height: 30px; font-size: 22px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;What were all those dreams we shared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; line-height: 30px; font-size: medium; "&gt;Those many years ago?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; line-height: 30px; font-size: medium; "&gt;What were all those plans we made now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; line-height: 30px; font-size: medium; "&gt;Left beside the road?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; line-height: 30px; font-size: medium; "&gt;Behind us in the road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; line-height: 30px; font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; line-height: 30px; font-size: medium; "&gt;More than friends, I always pledged&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; line-height: 30px; font-size: medium; "&gt;Cause friends they come and go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; line-height: 30px; font-size: medium; "&gt;People change, as does everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; line-height: 30px; font-size: medium; "&gt;I wanted to grow old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; line-height: 30px; font-size: medium; "&gt;I just want to grow old&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;Slide up next to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;I'm just a human being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;I will take the blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;But just the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;This is not me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;You see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;Believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;I'm better than this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;Don't leave me so cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;I'm buried beneath the stones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;I just want to hold on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;I know I'm worth your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;Enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;I don't think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;There's such a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;It's my fault now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;Having caught a sickness in my bones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;How it pains to leave you here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;With the kids on your own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;Just don't let me go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;Help me see myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;Cause I can no longer tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;Looking out from the inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;Of the bottom of a well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;It's hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;I yell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;But no one hears before I disappear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;Whisper in my ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;Give me something to echo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;In my unknown future's ear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;My dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;The end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;Comes near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;I'm here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 30px; "&gt;But not much longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-5948736802810521721?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/5948736802810521721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=5948736802810521721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/5948736802810521721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/5948736802810521721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2011/01/end-by-pearl-jam.html' title='The End by Pearl Jam'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-7402544539192319774</id><published>2011-01-09T04:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T04:14:28.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I spent the entire of last year getting myself through things, schedules, routines and my life like it was robotic and pretty much numb. I keep thinking that there is something I missed or I shouldn't have let it pass me by. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holidays is becoming something I actually dread. I can't believe I'm saying this but somehow, it just seems too slow. I wonder why or when I started to love the rush of a busy and hectic schedule. I'm sure I'll regret not enjoying my holidays more now when I'm working in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2010 was a year of utter breakthrough filled with both the good and the bad. Most importantly it was a year of unending freshness. I've never experienced so many new things and I've never had a more tearful year. The tears have been shed over and over again and now.. it's finally stopped and it freaks me out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The worst fear is not knowing the fact that I can't change things, but knowing that I have stopped to care and that I have given up. I can't shake this feeling off and it scares me to know that I can actually turn my mind off. Not that it's not a good thing; it's a good break to shut off my mind but I'm afraid that I have kept it off for too long that I'm now immune and numb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So afraid that it makes my body shiver.. Seeing but truly seeing, knowing but not shaken, fearing but not at all moved.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have finally admitted it. My defeat.&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/2965331176312379322-7402544539192319774?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/7402544539192319774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=7402544539192319774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7402544539192319774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7402544539192319774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-spent-entire-of-last-year-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-5967083306233677976</id><published>2011-01-04T13:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T14:01:15.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my.. it's 2011 already. It actually just dawned on me that I'm turning 21. I couldn't really grasps the fact that I was turning 12, let alone 21. Still, I doubt that much of me is different. Nope. I highly doubt my 21-to-be self is any more different than my 20-plus self. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's so much I would want to pen down, believe me, much has happened. Still, life happened. I practically rushed through the last half of 2010. From books to assignments to crazy projects to camp to my family trip. Don't get me wrong, it was enjoyable; it just all felt like a mad rush. I guess this year's probably gonna be the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny thing bout all this is that I still manage to squeeze in time for stuff like watching Chuck in high-speed marathon mode, catching up with friends from high school in really short lunch dates, etc.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21.. Can't wait!  ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-5967083306233677976?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/5967083306233677976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=5967083306233677976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/5967083306233677976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/5967083306233677976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-3430728123673413413</id><published>2010-10-17T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T23:23:57.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday Liz. =)  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you lots. Your a real gem. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-3430728123673413413?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/3430728123673413413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=3430728123673413413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/3430728123673413413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/3430728123673413413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-birthday-liz.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-2890019330602979274</id><published>2010-10-17T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T23:23:07.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Warning: If your day sucks and you don't wanna read about me ranting about my studies, then the 'x' button is on the top right hand corner. Have a nice day.   :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I was pretty excited to start second year. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Note the word 'was'&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; First year was fine, kinda cool and really relaxing I have to say. Second year is actually torture and unexpectedly stressful. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes, note the word 'stressful'.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whoever said Mass Comm was easy, &lt;b&gt;PLEASE EAT YOUR WORDS!&lt;/b&gt; The studying part is fine, it's the assignments and projects that are driving me up the wall. Social Psychology is actually so much harder than the first year Psych subjects. Research papers in year 2 are insane. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok.. all that I'm trying to say is.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"aaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There. So MUCH better.   Did I mention I have midterms this Tuesday? T_T   Back to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-2890019330602979274?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/2890019330602979274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=2890019330602979274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2890019330602979274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2890019330602979274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/10/warning-if-your-day-sucks-and-you-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-3505607190361513788</id><published>2010-10-03T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T00:21:36.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Bravery is being the only one who knows your afraid." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;                                                                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;         - Franklin P Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-3505607190361513788?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/3505607190361513788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=3505607190361513788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/3505607190361513788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/3505607190361513788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/10/bravery-is-being-only-one-who-knows.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-3643606812934987589</id><published>2010-10-02T23:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T00:10:13.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coincidentally weird</title><content type='html'>I'm absolutely in love with soundtracks! =)  They make me feel really at peace. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh oh oh!! =) I just discovered that one of my classmate from Social Psych has a lot in common with me! No like the weirdest similarities! We are both staying in Cheras and it's hard to come by when your studying at Damansara. We both have friends in common from the weirdest places. We are both BORN IN THE SAME HOSPITAL! Weird right!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's super smart and really super awesome. It's really fun getting to know her. We're kinda alike in many ways and it's funny how we never crossed paths till now, we had so many chances but it just didn't happen. Guess it's not too late. You rock See Tho Wai Siong! =)&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/2965331176312379322-3643606812934987589?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/3643606812934987589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=3643606812934987589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/3643606812934987589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/3643606812934987589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/10/coincidentally-weird.html' title='coincidentally weird'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-802993847301068870</id><published>2010-09-18T11:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T11:35:12.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;HAPPY 20TH BIRTHDAY KAI LI!!!!!!!!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: medium;"&gt;Shall see you on Monday. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-802993847301068870?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/802993847301068870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=802993847301068870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/802993847301068870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/802993847301068870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-and-happy-20th-birthday-kai-li.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-294476506058662477</id><published>2010-09-18T11:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T11:33:36.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to send Liz off last Saturday at the airport. I wasn't exactly looking forward to it but it was good to see her off. It's amazing how someone can really touch our lives in a matter of months. I guess when God sends us friends like these, it only takes a while for us to connect and enjoy each other's company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss you Liz! :(  I know your having a blast in Sheffield woman. Oh well, we part only to meet again. So I'll see you soon. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TJQy19QAYII/AAAAAAAACL0/GJN1uD4hEZA/s400/DSC07246.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518091345991852162" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-294476506058662477?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/294476506058662477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=294476506058662477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/294476506058662477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/294476506058662477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/09/liz.html' title='Liz'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TJQy19QAYII/AAAAAAAACL0/GJN1uD4hEZA/s72-c/DSC07246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-4369350248962599894</id><published>2010-09-18T11:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T11:26:07.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TJQwoDRvuiI/AAAAAAAACLs/My52Iq_7QjU/s1600/0918_112258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TJQwoDRvuiI/AAAAAAAACLs/My52Iq_7QjU/s400/0918_112258.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518088908068338210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing better. Just me, tea and a book. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-4369350248962599894?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/4369350248962599894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=4369350248962599894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/4369350248962599894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/4369350248962599894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/09/nothing-better.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TJQwoDRvuiI/AAAAAAAACLs/My52Iq_7QjU/s72-c/0918_112258.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-6951290937009936641</id><published>2010-08-18T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T01:38:40.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It feels like my entire life has been going down this road. Wondering. Day dreaming. Confused. Mixed up and really messed up. Will someone please wake me up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TGrI-fPZafI/AAAAAAAACLc/L5rQy1b2Vt4/s400/surreal-photo-9.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506434470277376498" /&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/2965331176312379322-6951290937009936641?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/6951290937009936641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=6951290937009936641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/6951290937009936641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/6951290937009936641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/08/it-feels-like-my-entire-life-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TGrI-fPZafI/AAAAAAAACLc/L5rQy1b2Vt4/s72-c/surreal-photo-9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-1759599792260706647</id><published>2010-08-18T01:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T01:33:19.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanna get.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TGrHxMwtGhI/AAAAAAAACLU/UYA-dzfnVLs/s400/DSCN0232.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506433142466877970" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;really &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;LOST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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/2965331176312379322-1759599792260706647?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/1759599792260706647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=1759599792260706647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/1759599792260706647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/1759599792260706647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-wanna-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TGrHxMwtGhI/AAAAAAAACLU/UYA-dzfnVLs/s72-c/DSCN0232.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-7756804953310032206</id><published>2010-08-03T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T00:15:20.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Climb vs The Result</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Had an interesting debate over dinner yesterday. Aunty Mei Ling was going on about how nothing else matters but the end result and my brother argued that the process was equally important and all that stuff, which is true and I totally agree with him but this reminded me of my first semester in uni. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to take this compulsory subject from the Psych dept called Leadership and Life Skills during my first sem and our lecturer absolutely loved making us relate and share our&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt; "life experiences"&lt;/span&gt; in class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recall the day he made one of our class a debate session, and yes, the topic was about how important the end result is compared to the process or as we call it.. The CLIMB. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the endless rebuts and arguements; Meng took his turn to the center of the stage and simply said, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;"Have you heard of Miley Cyrus' song, The Climb? Well ya, I know, I know...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt; (he quotes from the lyrics) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it's not about how fast I get there.. it's not about what's on the other side, it's about.. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;(he gestures at the audience)&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE CLIMB............ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   You know, it's funny. So what on earth are we doing if we aren't aiming for the end result, the ultimate goal?? No, seriously. What are you aiming for???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;It's the people who can't reach the end result are those who roll down the mountain singing about the climb! If you reached the goal, you'd definitely be singing about The RESULT! So yeah, your singing .."It's all about the The Climb, bla bla bla.. it's not about how fast you get there.." cause you..well.. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#993300;"&gt;ROLLED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; off the mountain. &lt;b&gt;Period.&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to laugh at that. HAHA! Though I agree that the climb and the result is equally important, this is funny don't you think? ;P &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/2965331176312379322-7756804953310032206?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/7756804953310032206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=7756804953310032206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7756804953310032206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7756804953310032206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/08/climb-vs-result.html' title='The Climb vs The Result'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-7066454741340874729</id><published>2010-08-01T19:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T19:16:34.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is for you. :) It must feel like your living in hell.. but I know you'll make it there and back. Forget what the world sees, close your eyes, take a deep breathe and just keep moving. Little by little you'll make it further than you imagined. Hang in there. You're gonna be alright. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Heart of The Matter - India Arie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dVKp3-82aYo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dVKp3-82aYo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-7066454741340874729?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/7066454741340874729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=7066454741340874729' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7066454741340874729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7066454741340874729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-is-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-2453669176809439060</id><published>2010-07-13T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T20:32:35.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family:Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div id="ecxecxyiv2037482660"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My Dear Mr. Bill Gates,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I've bought a computer for my home and I've found some problems, which I want to bring to your notice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. There is a button 'Start' but there is no 'Stop' button. I request you to please check this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. One doubt is, whether any 'Re-Scooter' is available in System..? Cos I find only 'Re-cycle', as I own only a scooter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I recently learnt  'Microsoft Word', now I want to learn 'Microsoft Sentence'. So, when will you provide that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. There is 'microsoft office', but what about 'microsoft home' since I use this at home only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. One personal question, how is it that your name is 'Gates' but you are selling 'Windows'; instead of 'Doors'..!! Awaiting Reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;With best regards,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mr. Bean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="ecxMsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0in; margin-bottom: 12pt; margin-left: 0in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Goodness me. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-2453669176809439060?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/2453669176809439060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=2453669176809439060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2453669176809439060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2453669176809439060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-dear-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-4889132032041158629</id><published>2010-07-11T18:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T18:33:19.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TDmdkNh9jmI/AAAAAAAACLE/MELAEjffREs/s1600/DSC05716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TDmdkNh9jmI/AAAAAAAACLE/MELAEjffREs/s320/DSC05716.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492594465987989090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TDmdjviJKLI/AAAAAAAACK8/KCkQ_JzWa2s/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-4889132032041158629?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/4889132032041158629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=4889132032041158629' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/4889132032041158629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/4889132032041158629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-miss-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/TDmdkNh9jmI/AAAAAAAACLE/MELAEjffREs/s72-c/DSC05716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-7451827618892710410</id><published>2010-07-11T18:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T18:34:50.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fickle Minded</title><content type='html'>First there was old England, then it was Argentina, later after that it was Germany and now... yes, N-O-W..... it's Spain. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dang. I can't wait for the World Cup to be over cause I can't bare to choose to support another team again. Sigh.... I have loyalty issues. Dang that silly octopus! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-7451827618892710410?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/7451827618892710410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=7451827618892710410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7451827618892710410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7451827618892710410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/07/fickle-minded.html' title='Fickle Minded'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-3981029852600561322</id><published>2010-06-28T01:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T01:08:22.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is decided....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I will switch sides and support &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Argentina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;now! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;England...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; just so you know, you've taken my hopes and dashed them into pieces. You broke my heart and my voice screaming at you bunch. Not only do I need an overdose of honey and Trilex, I need to buy more lozenges too. It's over between us..  I don't want to &lt;b&gt;EVER EVER&lt;/b&gt; remember all these disappointments. You hurt me real bad.       TT_TT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the World Cup yo. :P&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/2965331176312379322-3981029852600561322?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/3981029852600561322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=3981029852600561322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/3981029852600561322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/3981029852600561322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/06/it-is-decided.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-8796788577492803048</id><published>2010-06-28T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T01:01:16.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Pliii-zing"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Your afraid. You fear loneliness. You want so much to prove that your actually not alone. You just want to know that your never left out or never forgotten. Really badly too.."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess we have our reasons for pleasing different people. I admit, I do a lot of things with a motive in mind &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(scared of me now, aren't you? ;P)&lt;/span&gt; and also I do a lot of things that means me being taken advantage of. Looking at him reflects on how silly and insane I really am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CCFF;"&gt;"It's not worth it!"   "You know your being used.."  "Are ya nuts!? Say NO!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a thing for going against my better judgement. Yeap. Still, I wonder why I never objected. It's not like the word N-O is too hard to pronounce, nor is it too hard to get off my chest. I'd like to think of myself as some saint, helping others though it's so out of the way and all. But.. It's so irksome to know that I allow it because I fear the consequences of me acting otherwise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gee whiz.... Where has my 'spunk' gone???  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-8796788577492803048?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/8796788577492803048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=8796788577492803048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/8796788577492803048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/8796788577492803048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/06/pliii-zing.html' title='&quot;Pliii-zing&quot;'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-4294155846283614253</id><published>2010-06-11T00:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T00:43:44.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Water can KILL.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=10756110&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=10756110&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/10756110"&gt;Solidarités International: Water talks&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/laboiteconcept"&gt;La Boite Concept&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is another ad. It's pretty cool and very creative. Check it out! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="230"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=6298473&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=0&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=e4edf0&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=6298473&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=0&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=e4edf0&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="230"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/6298473"&gt;La Boite Concept (arcade multimedia) HD&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/laboiteconcept"&gt;La Boite Concept&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-4294155846283614253?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/4294155846283614253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=4294155846283614253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/4294155846283614253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/4294155846283614253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/06/water-can-kill.html' title='Water can KILL.'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-1971450907857785146</id><published>2010-06-10T18:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T22:39:16.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gLee!</title><content type='html'>GLEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  =D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The songs in the season finale episode were really impressing. :) I especially like Somewhere Over the Rainbow and Faithfully. Awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DVDP-1yj-HI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DVDP-1yj-HI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&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 style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TY3CWBoceKc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TY3CWBoceKc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&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 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;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Someday I'll wish upon a star&lt;br /&gt;And wake up where the clouds are far&lt;br /&gt;Behind me.&lt;br /&gt;Where troubles melt like lemon drops&lt;br /&gt;Away above the chimney tops&lt;br /&gt;That's where you'll find me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-1971450907857785146?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/1971450907857785146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=1971450907857785146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/1971450907857785146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/1971450907857785146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/06/gleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-d.html' title='gLee!'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-1260150069486443893</id><published>2010-06-08T08:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T08:15:57.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue</title><content type='html'>I think it's 3 weeks in a row already... weird. I've been wearing blue every Monday. Talk about Monday Blues. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think stress will soon catch up since the assignments are starting to pile up. But knowing me.. haha. Last minute worker. =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna swim tomorrow! XP  Oh yea..I'm finally meeting up with Ms Eunice Goh!!! =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-1260150069486443893?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/1260150069486443893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=1260150069486443893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/1260150069486443893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/1260150069486443893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/06/blue.html' title='Blue'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-6198034570408487605</id><published>2010-05-28T00:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T00:43:51.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As expected. This semester will be pretty much &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'free and easy'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for me. =) 2 subjects, lots of free time and only 2 books to cram in this 7 weeks. I am contented for short semesters. For now. Not looking forward to the assignments and projects that will be pouring in soon. But anyway.. I'll be at ease.   For now.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week was pretty amazing. Met up with 4 different friends in total. Glad that God gave me such an opportunity to see them again. It's funny seeing some of them, especially my best friend. Aside from the hair cut and her accent, she really amazed me like she always did. She shines wherever she goes and talking to her face to face after so long really makes it feel like nothing has changed. Yes, I missed you Rong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent so much time visualizing the two of us after high school; where would we be, what would we be doing, etc. funny how God has everything planned out. It's almost too surreal for me. Again, I can't thank the Lord enough for all of this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yea.. and then there was Liz. The highlight of that day was her going all lobster red from her little experiment with a mojito. lol. &lt;b&gt;Epic.&lt;/b&gt; She was literally &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Other than that, I really enjoyed spending time with her. She's awesome to be with. Will miss this nut so much when she goes to UK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met up with Mel today, we went to ease our itching hands and feet. =P Haven't been to Camp 5 for a really long time. So much changes! Nonetheless, it was fun feeling the rocks after a while.  :)  It's always fun chatting with her. Her perspective and thought often enlightens me and it was some what refreshing today. Glad we met up Mel! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes.. I have been doing ok thus far. More than that, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've been doing great&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/2965331176312379322-6198034570408487605?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/6198034570408487605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=6198034570408487605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/6198034570408487605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/6198034570408487605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/05/as-expected.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-4484175361341067781</id><published>2010-05-18T10:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T11:14:42.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Too soon. Looks like my first year will flash past me faster than I think. Sometimes I wonder where did all the time vanished to. One moment I'm in high school, then the next in college and now here. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I guess it's kinda exciting. :) Yeap. Definitely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a good start to a new semester yesterday. My timetable too good to be true; 2 subjects and a lot of free time! Looks like I get to bolder more often then. *grins*  And more time to hang out with all long lost friends from long long ago. Bliss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My best friend is coming home!!! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, I finally had lunch with Jennifer. It took me 3 sems to get a hold of her. It's so good to be able to hang out with her and talk like we used to over chicken rice. We couldn't stop talking the entire time, too much details and gossip to catch up on. ;) Nonetheless, it was a good 2 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bliss. Such a sweet and consuming feeling. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I mention my best friend is coming home? =P Haha! I can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/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/2965331176312379322-4484175361341067781?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/4484175361341067781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=4484175361341067781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/4484175361341067781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/4484175361341067781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/05/too-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-3067371128213460755</id><published>2010-04-24T17:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T18:51:01.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update - random stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Haha.. assuming there are people who visits this blog; hey'all! I haven't had the chance to blog in a while cause well the assignment deadlines were here and plus exams just kicked start. But the silver-lining in this case is the holidays that are coming up. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So here's what happened recently :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;- My car (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;por'cheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;) went to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;'beautician'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. Haha.. the guy was like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; "Whoa, your car has so much scratches and dents! This will take a while."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; Well, what do ya expect of a 14 year old junk? But mind you, my junk is a powerful junk! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;- First paper was Friday, Quantitative Methods aka Stats. Who knew Psychology has stats. ;P Well.. my brain was partly damaged from that. Next paper is on Monday. Gee whiz.. what am I doing here right? I think they call this de-stressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;- Went for a camp gathering in MCKL last Sunday. It was short but really sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;- Study break = chauffeuring &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;- My dad was very random the other day, he called me just to ask me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"Hey. I am at Sunway University now. Why didn't you study at Sunway? The place looks good and the environment is good too. Your HELP looks so old and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;low yaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"You pay for it, dad. The very nice environment and building comes with a price."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"Really?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"HELP costs less than Sunway."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"Oh..really?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"DUH!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"Ok.. bye!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;lol... I have no words for this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;- My friend told me that she will not forgive me if I don't send her off at the airport. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;my class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*JAW DROP*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/my&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;- I just discovered that I can watch movies for free online FOR REAL. Serious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;- My best friend is coming back from the States. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;- I boldered for 3 hours last Thursday - did 1 to 30 3 times and gave myself a lot of blisters and a pair of really sore feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;- My dog puked on the floor I just cleaned. I nearly considered to strangle the thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;- I haven't slept before 1 a.m. in like a really long time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;- Li-Sha left the funniest message on my Fb wall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;i dont like how u email kai li but dont email me. NOT FAIR. I LET U WATCH PRIDE AND PREJUDICE AT MY HOUSE OKAY."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Sha, I still think Matthew Macfayden was the better Mr Darcy. =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;- I bumped into this counselor guy and he told me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt; "Your gonna be worth a lot in the market when you work."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;  Whoa... Really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;- I have a constant urge to watch HK drama series. Addicted to them like I'm on drugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;- I talked to Kamini on the phone till like 1 plus a.m. talking about t-tests, ANOVAs and dear Ms Winnee. How I'm gonna miss stats. Seriously!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;*knock on the door*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"Come in,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;I said. Lo and behold, the air-cond repair guy walked into my room when I was folding my lingerie. We stared at each other for like 1 minute before we moved again. Opps? He pretended not to look and started telling me about how old and faulty my ever loyal air-cond is. All I could do was nod like a robot. My face is still burning red from that. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;p/s: In my defence, thought it was my mom, cause I heard her voice along the corridor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;Eek.. I think that's all. =P Oh, I read this on a friend's blog and I thought it was funny. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 18px; font-family:Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I clamber into the car after tuition and find it unnaturally silent. My parents are both sitting up front, looking straight ahead, sitting like they've got stiff rods stuck up their spines. just as i'm about to crash through the window yelling "My parents are zombies!" as we pass the police station, i get a text message from my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"can't talk. having a silent competition. try to get mummy to talk. i want to win."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent two hours, walking around in a house as silent as a tomb, talking to myself, wondering why on earth i feel like i'm the only mature one in the family &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;at times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and if you wanted to know..my dad won.&lt;br /&gt;he called the house phone using my cell while we were both hiding upstairs so my mum HAD to answer the call, it went something like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello?"&lt;br /&gt;"AHAHA!YOU LOOOOSE"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Have a good week everyone. :)&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/2965331176312379322-3067371128213460755?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/3067371128213460755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=3067371128213460755' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/3067371128213460755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/3067371128213460755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/04/update-random-stuff.html' title='Update - random stuff'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-935035217204796538</id><published>2010-04-11T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T23:30:21.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I have never had an urge to do something so bad but I didn't even move a muscle. What happened to me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-935035217204796538?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/935035217204796538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=935035217204796538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/935035217204796538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/935035217204796538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-think-i-have-never-had-urge-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-2410443633478115546</id><published>2010-03-28T18:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T18:46:10.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stupidity..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I won't jump off a cliff with anyone or do something insanely painful with anyone either. But I did something really stupid for you. Maybe stupid isn't the right word at all. I think the word should be heartbreaking and gut wrenching. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is this enough? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-2410443633478115546?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/2410443633478115546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=2410443633478115546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2410443633478115546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2410443633478115546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/03/stupidity.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-4367971277717596812</id><published>2010-03-16T09:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T09:37:04.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Avoiding something is not the easiest thing to do but the most convenient shortcut. We know running away or hiding won't help solve the problem, but maybe indulging in ignorance was the only escape we saw possible.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, we loose faith and we lack courage to face anything, it's so hard to look at trouble in the face and march against it head strong. By the time we turn around again with the intention to fight it, we loose the energy to move. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a saying that goes, "Your stronger than you think.." I agree. We're stronger and more powerful than we'd imagine ourselves to be, but sometimes, we crumble and we just get overpowered. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny thing is, no matter how much we complain, how far we run away from it or how hard we try to avoid it; we find ourselves mustering the courage we thought we had lost to put up with it day by day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can run away and live in a lie but we can never really bring ourselves to do it sometimes. Say all you want, but at the end of the day, we face it. And occasionally, not for ourselves but for other's sakes, we choose to stay for them and be strong for them. We owe it to them. At least that much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm here for you, just as you were here for me. :)&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/2965331176312379322-4367971277717596812?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/4367971277717596812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=4367971277717596812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/4367971277717596812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/4367971277717596812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/03/avoiding-something-is-not-easiest-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-5354264648562646239</id><published>2010-03-16T08:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T08:59:56.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4 times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;4 TIMES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I literally puked my guts out. sigh.. My throats hurts from all the vomiting. &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/2965331176312379322-5354264648562646239?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/5354264648562646239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=5354264648562646239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/5354264648562646239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/5354264648562646239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/03/4-times.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-3542328754218372796</id><published>2010-03-12T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T01:17:46.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waaaaaaaayyy back when..</title><content type='html'>I was at KL Sentral the other day with Liz. It's so funny to walk into that crowded place without anyone screaming for ice cream or fruits. Haha. I think I really miss being in MCKL. I don't know why, some silly attachment problem I think. Maybe all the psych stuff is finally getting to me. =P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as I was waiting for my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;'Por-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;cheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt; to arrive, I saw a familiar face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;"Ms Angeline!!"&lt;/span&gt; I yelled ignoring the stares. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny thing is, she never thought me, but I enjoy talking to her somehow. She's a really cool and funny lecturer. :) Haha. She even gave me the best advice ever! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;"Next time, marry a rich man.."&lt;/span&gt; lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have at least 25 albums plus from the 1.5 years I had in this little college. The biggest album is the one I made during the final exam period. =P  Looking at them made me laugh non-stop. My friends thought I went nuts. I think our heads are so intoxicated by memories that it's like we're high on drugs every time we think back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I still remember my timetable! Gosh. yeah! double lit is on Thursdays, double econs is on Wednesdays I think and Law er.. law is everyday. Pre-U is on Tuesdays, and SC meetings are everyday if an event is coming up. Talk about living in the past right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh.. Such blissful memories. :) lalalalalalalalalalalala.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*glances at the clock*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1:25 a.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yikes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-3542328754218372796?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/3542328754218372796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=3542328754218372796' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/3542328754218372796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/3542328754218372796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/03/waaaaaaaayyy-back-when.html' title='Waaaaaaaayyy back when..'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-2561668499432567518</id><published>2010-03-07T23:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T23:30:51.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack and Jill</title><content type='html'>I miss singing nursery rhymes. :) From twinkle twinkle little stars to eency weency spider to a 100 miles to que que sara. It was fun. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best part is what dad said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me: Jack and Jill..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6666CC;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mom and Ivan: went up the hill to...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dad: CURI RAMBUTAN.........&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sweat* Funny la! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-2561668499432567518?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/2561668499432567518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=2561668499432567518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2561668499432567518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2561668499432567518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/03/jack-and-jill.html' title='Jack and Jill'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-2671895674772187184</id><published>2010-03-07T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T23:49:27.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ignorance was bliss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Knowledge is..&lt;b&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;torment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's this eerie feeling about knowing things. Knowledge of scientific facts is enlightening, however, the knowledge of ugly truths is horrifying. It's also so sickening. Like it makes me feel that I can puke my guts out. Pungent. Cold and unfeeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-2671895674772187184?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/2671895674772187184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=2671895674772187184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2671895674772187184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2671895674772187184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/03/ignorance-was-bliss.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-7597973696691644102</id><published>2010-02-24T14:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T15:15:08.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I wonder.. what makes up the perfect match?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it the way talk to each other? the soft hushed voices, the words we use that makes no sense to others but us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it the way we would look at each other? the tiny sparkles we have when we see each other, the glow of happiness we have to know we belong to one another?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it in the littlest things we do for each other? sweet "I'm thinking of you" sms-es or cute little drawings we did of us when it's bored in class or the fact that you would remember things for me when you know I won't?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it the chemistry we have? the way we click together and somehow flow on the same wave length all the time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it the way we would touch? the gentle and warm hands that would weather the cold or hold me close so tenderly that it feels as though I'm fragile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it the way we would constantly walk together? how you would never walk in front of me or behind me but always beside me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it the way we would know just what to say to each other at the right moment? "You'll be fine.." "Your not alone.." "I'm here."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I guess all the above is not something definite. Nope. That's not perfect.. that's nearly a fairy tale. It's not that it's impossible, it's just that it's so rare and at the same time, so unoriginal. The most perfect match I guess comes with a set of imperfections; perfection is attained when we can learn to love and tolerate each other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;"At the end of the day.. it's those imperfections, that makes us perfect for one another." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; - quote from a Yasmin Ahmad commercial.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I'll find my imperfect half some day.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-7597973696691644102?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/7597973696691644102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=7597973696691644102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7597973696691644102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7597973696691644102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-wonder.html' title='I wonder..'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-5796907579334637550</id><published>2010-02-24T13:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T13:28:45.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are The World</title><content type='html'>Watching this video and listening to the song really sent chills down my spine. :) I think this song really amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Glny4jSciVI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Glny4jSciVI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-5796907579334637550?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/5796907579334637550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=5796907579334637550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/5796907579334637550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/5796907579334637550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/02/we-are-world.html' title='We Are The World'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-7359761913650883079</id><published>2010-02-23T01:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T02:40:46.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lappy. =) RED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Don't be decieved by the bag..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441125294987289154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/S4LCoKIcIkI/AAAAAAAACI4/h5cuf73EtSI/s320/DSC06649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Now now... what can possibly be inside?? @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441125307425040818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/S4LCo4d1KbI/AAAAAAAACJA/2jomOvbkClo/s320/DSC06650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*gasps* Ini kah isinya!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441125314399328226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/S4LCpScoV-I/AAAAAAAACJI/tn_efEBOsok/s320/DSC06651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;RED.... OOOoouuuuu.. @.@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441125342353835762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/S4LCq6lgRvI/AAAAAAAACJY/RrcA3v3f_hA/s320/DSC06653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;CHUN-NESS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441125323748048946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/S4LCp1RigDI/AAAAAAAACJQ/6lBnYNLfGdI/s320/DSC06652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course a cam whore session with my lappy is a must!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441132994766754082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/S4LJoWC60SI/AAAAAAAACKA/MH70lO4J6Xw/s320/DSC06657.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/S4LJn6uFvRI/AAAAAAAACJ4/3Q8juZecddY/s1600-h/DSC06658.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441132987431632146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/S4LJn6uFvRI/AAAAAAAACJ4/3Q8juZecddY/s320/DSC06658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/S4LJndeOtHI/AAAAAAAACJw/WlwKs54Zl1Q/s1600-h/DSC06659.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441132979580482674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/S4LJndeOtHI/AAAAAAAACJw/WlwKs54Zl1Q/s320/DSC06659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/S4LJmvOjRHI/AAAAAAAACJo/IlPuqeKdU1U/s1600-h/DSC06660.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441132967166690418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/S4LJmvOjRHI/AAAAAAAACJo/IlPuqeKdU1U/s320/DSC06660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Heee... =D Blissful-nya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 'yeng'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; right? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441132947531849922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/S4LJlmFPYMI/AAAAAAAACJg/tSbogBqN_d0/s320/DSC06661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Thank you Aunt Yin Peng for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;the awesomest present ever! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/2965331176312379322-7359761913650883079?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/7359761913650883079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=7359761913650883079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7359761913650883079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7359761913650883079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/02/lappy-red.html' title='Lappy. =) RED!'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/S4LCoKIcIkI/AAAAAAAACI4/h5cuf73EtSI/s72-c/DSC06649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-4315542685157845021</id><published>2010-02-20T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T00:53:33.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Awesome. :) My day was superbly and fantastically AWESOME! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;I got a new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;LAPTOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;(ok, fine.. technically I only own 1/3 of it, but hehehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;I know I'll be the only who uses it cause I need it for college. =P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Kelvin and Mel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for tea/dinner at Delicious on Thursday. I love the presents Mel! I ♥ you!! =D And to &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Liz, Lynn and Kamini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.. thank you, you 3 sweet angels. =) It was a real blast spending my birthday with you girls. Thank you Liz for the thoughtful gift. You made me laugh the most. =P Let's watch a movie again! Love you girls. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whee.. I shall cam-whore with my lappy soon. ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-4315542685157845021?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/4315542685157845021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=4315542685157845021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/4315542685157845021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/4315542685157845021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/02/awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-558988468466497345</id><published>2010-02-20T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T00:42:10.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mile 2.0  =)</title><content type='html'>It's obvious. I've entered a new age group. Or so my friends tell me. Yeap. My&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; 'teen'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; days are now officially over.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*let me take a moment to ponder on those memories*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  =)  It was bittersweet and really full of vibrant colors. :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 decades now. Did I grow? I think so. It feels that way. :) I feels like there are new perspectives, new ideas, new thoughts and new goals and aspirations. I think I feel kinda happy to know that I am growing older. Not because of the freedom I get, but because I feel I am being prepared to take on more of what the Lord has installed for me. BRING IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most importantly, I hope I have grown stronger and tougher; emotionally and spiritually. It has been a real roller coaster ride for me. Sometimes I wonder if I can take on this journey. But God has His ways. I guess it's time to stop giving God instructions and just take His directions. Here I am, Lord. Hold my hand and guide me through. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some many miles those were. Conquered them I have. Another mile again. I have traveled 2.0 miles. Not bad eh? =P &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/2965331176312379322-558988468466497345?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/558988468466497345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=558988468466497345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/558988468466497345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/558988468466497345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/02/mile-20.html' title='Mile 2.0  =)'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-3202141111895025251</id><published>2010-02-16T00:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T00:46:16.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;3 days more. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OH oooohh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-3202141111895025251?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/3202141111895025251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=3202141111895025251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/3202141111895025251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/3202141111895025251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/02/3-days-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-6231415628115251292</id><published>2010-02-16T00:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T00:41:09.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Used to</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;We used to have this figured out;&lt;br /&gt;We used to breathe without a doubt.&lt;br /&gt;When nights were clear, you were the first star that I'd see.&lt;br /&gt;We used to have this under control.&lt;br /&gt;We never thought.&lt;br /&gt;We used to know.&lt;br /&gt;At least there's you, and at least there's me.&lt;br /&gt;Can we get this back?&lt;br /&gt;Can we get this back to how it used to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px; "&gt;Yea. Used to. Guess I have to get used to this now. sigh.. &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/2965331176312379322-6231415628115251292?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/6231415628115251292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=6231415628115251292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/6231415628115251292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/6231415628115251292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/02/used-to.html' title='Used to'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-9102831573440473959</id><published>2010-02-12T08:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T08:33:55.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hope You Dance. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I think this song is really written beautifully. Something to encourage everyone today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Life brings you down, it can make you feel small and worthless, it can even make you feel that you froze dead in your tracks but give faith a fighting chance. I hope you'd find joy regardless of the circumstances and I hope you'd always dance in the midst of the worst possible situations. I hope you'd dance. :)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I hope you never lose your sense of wonder&lt;br /&gt;You get your fill to eat&lt;br /&gt;But always keep that hunger&lt;br /&gt;May you never take one single breath for granted&lt;br /&gt;God forbid love ever leave you empty handed&lt;br /&gt;I hope you still feel small&lt;br /&gt;When you stand by the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens&lt;br /&gt;Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance&lt;br /&gt;I hope you dance&lt;br /&gt;I hope you dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance&lt;br /&gt;Never settle for the path of least resistance&lt;br /&gt;Living might mean taking chances&lt;br /&gt;But they're worth taking&lt;br /&gt;Lovin' might be a mistake&lt;br /&gt;But it's worth making&lt;br /&gt;Don't let some hell bent heart&lt;br /&gt;Leave you bitter&lt;br /&gt;When you come close to selling out&lt;br /&gt;Reconsider&lt;br /&gt;Give the heavens above&lt;br /&gt;More than just a passing glance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance&lt;br /&gt;I hope you dance&lt;br /&gt;(Time is a real and constant motion always)&lt;br /&gt;I hope you dance&lt;br /&gt;(Rolling us along)&lt;br /&gt;I hope you dance&lt;br /&gt;(Tell me who)&lt;br /&gt;I hope you dance&lt;br /&gt;(Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)&lt;br /&gt;(Where those years have gone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you still feel small&lt;br /&gt;When you stand by the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens&lt;br /&gt;Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance&lt;br /&gt;Dance&lt;br /&gt;I hope you dance&lt;br /&gt;I hope you dance&lt;br /&gt;(Time is a real and constant motion always)&lt;br /&gt;I hope you dance&lt;br /&gt;(Rolling us along)&lt;br /&gt;I hope you dance&lt;br /&gt;(Tell me who)&lt;br /&gt;(Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)&lt;br /&gt;I hope you dance&lt;br /&gt;(Where those years have gone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tell me who)&lt;br /&gt;I hope you dance&lt;br /&gt;(Wants to look back on their youth and wonder)&lt;br /&gt;(Where those years have gone) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica;color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana, arial, helvetica;color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-9102831573440473959?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/9102831573440473959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=9102831573440473959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/9102831573440473959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/9102831573440473959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-hope-you-dance.html' title='I Hope You Dance. :)'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-2380000907937291260</id><published>2010-02-12T08:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T08:19:51.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feb =)</title><content type='html'>I just noticed that it's February. :)  For some reason, this February seems a little different. I used to be really jumpy and excited when Feb comes; yes... I am super excited when my birthday is around the corner. =P&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year? Not so much. In fact.. I wasn't exactly looking forward to it. So much has happened in the last 8 to 9 months of my life and I think it has finally taken its tow on me. I've wasted too much tears on it and I've grown to be numb in a way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I know that God has intended my life to take such a course. Did I grow? I really hope so. Did I mature? I really hope so. Did I become stronger? I really really hope so. It's a tough walk ahead but I am ever so glad for the people who are willing to come take my hand and walk beside me. Thanks. :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've never known how powerful this sentence is until recently, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;"This is what we have to face, know that your not alone anymore.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I think I was so awed and touched that tears began to fall. I have to stop crying too much, but better out than in. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, welcome February.  :) Thanks for bringing some sunshine in with you. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-2380000907937291260?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/2380000907937291260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=2380000907937291260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2380000907937291260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2380000907937291260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/02/feb.html' title='Feb =)'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-6484147722635482905</id><published>2010-02-03T08:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T08:29:08.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MJ Medley.</title><content type='html'>This is really good! Talent + Creativity. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R12QVtuB0_Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R12QVtuB0_Q&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-6484147722635482905?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/6484147722635482905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=6484147722635482905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/6484147722635482905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/6484147722635482905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/02/mj-medley.html' title='MJ Medley.'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-2307894726507025119</id><published>2010-01-31T18:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T18:48:48.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tinggi..</title><content type='html'>Aku telah pergi memanjat satu bukit pada hari khamis. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Itu bukit &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jangan main-main, whey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Permandangan di sana cukup cantik dan menakjubkan. :) Aku sangat gembira. Kenapa? Boleh tengok itu banyak banyak awan, pokok dan itu burung-burung berterbangan. Cantik syok! Nanti saya 'naikan' gambar kat blog saya ini. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok.....that's all my BM can afford today. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-2307894726507025119?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/2307894726507025119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=2307894726507025119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2307894726507025119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2307894726507025119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/01/tinggi.html' title='tinggi..'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-7565785237209719469</id><published>2010-01-28T11:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T12:12:44.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sometimes when you least expect it; you'll find it. Sometimes when you find it; you'll find that you didn't need it to be the reason for you to smile or laugh. And sometimes when you finally find yourself smiling.. you'll find that you've FOUND IT at last. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you don't have to look too hard. :) Finding joy in the simplest pleasures of life. Something I think I finally understand. You can walk around with your heart heavy and burdened, but who says you can't smile and still find joy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be happy. Be joyful. Life is too short to be wasted on tears and sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;" class="GenericStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/S2EOfAKB4dI/AAAAAAAACIw/At2rRfd-1FM/s1600-h/happiness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/S2EOfAKB4dI/AAAAAAAACIw/At2rRfd-1FM/s320/happiness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431638551366328786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-7565785237209719469?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/7565785237209719469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=7565785237209719469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7565785237209719469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7565785237209719469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/01/sometimes-when-you-least-expect-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/S2EOfAKB4dI/AAAAAAAACIw/At2rRfd-1FM/s72-c/happiness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-7826503346535135781</id><published>2010-01-19T14:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T14:28:10.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SO... Hmmm.. Well then....</title><content type='html'>Awkward. I can't stand direct selling. Seriously.. Haiyoh! Sigh.. just when I thought lunch was for us to catch up and chit-chat.. She brings out a few sheets of paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*question mark*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I didn't bother at first, but when she took out a pen and started talking bout some company and what not I was seriously taken aback! She even wrote like mind maps and investments plans on the paper for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*question mark..question mark*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I kept thinking that she had missed me or something and had wanted to meet up. Sigh.. Assumptions got me no where. Hah.. So yes.. All I can afford through out lunch was.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;"So..um...ok..hmm..aha...aha.....well...yes...ohhhh....aha...."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*puts my right hand to cup my chin to look intelligent*    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my mind was plugged into the speakers, it would probably ring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"SAVE ME!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ASSUME NOT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes.. If your curious, I would be extra careful when any of you ask me out for lunch. Don't be taken aback by my quizzical brow and my questions. =P&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/2965331176312379322-7826503346535135781?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/7826503346535135781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=7826503346535135781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7826503346535135781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7826503346535135781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-hmmm-well-then.html' title='SO... Hmmm.. Well then....'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-7464872272741831985</id><published>2010-01-16T19:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T19:21:14.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your My Everything :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Find Me Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;Speak To Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;I want to feel you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;I need to hear you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;You are the light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;That's leading me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#9999FF;"&gt;To the place where I find peace again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cyheJ480LYA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cyheJ480LYA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;How can I stand here with you and not be moved by you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;Would you tell me how could it be any better than this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-7464872272741831985?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/7464872272741831985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=7464872272741831985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7464872272741831985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7464872272741831985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/01/your-my-everything.html' title='Your My Everything :)'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-178871042325955359</id><published>2010-01-12T14:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T14:37:36.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Divert</title><content type='html'>I actually enjoy school semesters and now semesters at college. For one thing, it's good to have something to do rather than sitting and rotting at home. I'm taking 5 subjects this sem. Sigh.. I should be able to handle it without being suffocated by too much stress. I think. Here's to hoping. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel happier and more energized on coming back for my second semester. :) New beginnings. New feeling. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. The best diversion in the world is work, studies and a PROJECT! =D Yeap. A special project. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-178871042325955359?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/178871042325955359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=178871042325955359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/178871042325955359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/178871042325955359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/01/divert.html' title='Divert'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-2563453286976107801</id><published>2010-01-11T02:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T02:44:14.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Father I Thank You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Father, I thank you&lt;br /&gt;For all that You’ve done&lt;br /&gt;You gave Your Son freely for me&lt;br /&gt;And I praise You for calling me&lt;br /&gt;Drawing me near&lt;br /&gt;Out of blindness&lt;br /&gt;You caused me to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spirit of life&lt;br /&gt;You are God’s Holy Fire&lt;br /&gt;You’ve kindled my heart&lt;br /&gt;With Your blaze&lt;br /&gt;And I know You’re refining me&lt;br /&gt;Changing my life and by faith&lt;br /&gt;You’re revealing Your ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus I need You&lt;br /&gt;As Lord of my life&lt;br /&gt;I give all I have unto You&lt;br /&gt;Lord I want to come under&lt;br /&gt;Your heavenly hand&lt;br /&gt;And to praise You&lt;br /&gt;In all that I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss camp. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you Lord for bringing me back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank You Father for everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-2563453286976107801?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/2563453286976107801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=2563453286976107801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2563453286976107801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2563453286976107801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/01/father-i-thank-you.html' title='Father I Thank You.'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-2863947464906341415</id><published>2010-01-11T02:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T02:41:39.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess there isn't much to be said. With what's happened and the impact of it all. Words no longer seem to describe it all. The pain. The heartaches. The tears. The fears. The powerlessness. Nothing seems to weigh anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've ran a long way. I've struggled. I've turned away. I've been redeemed. Thank You Lord for not letting go of my hand. Thank you for sending me family and friends. Thank you Lord for being my comfort, my strength, my guide, my light, my Saviour. All Glory be to Your Name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-2863947464906341415?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/2863947464906341415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=2863947464906341415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2863947464906341415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2863947464906341415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-guess-there-isnt-much-to-be-said.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-7786030532722609584</id><published>2010-01-08T11:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T11:05:20.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;it exploded.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have to say. It's calmer than expected. Too calm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well.. looking at the days ahead now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've decided. This is not it. I will make a difference! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wondering if I should go for RBS next year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Rachel and David for that short yet fun time playing basketball yesterday. :) You have no idea how much your company meant to me. :) Oh and Rayna too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-7786030532722609584?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/7786030532722609584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=7786030532722609584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7786030532722609584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7786030532722609584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-exploded.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-3110553154445644153</id><published>2010-01-06T02:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T02:47:32.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ticking</title><content type='html'>It sounds like a constant flow. Time. It goes on. One tick after another. Time passes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What if I'm not waiting for time to pass?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What if I'm waiting for it to run out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unwillingly seeing it run out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423322475156902930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/S0ODDqIelBI/AAAAAAAACIY/VVeYVyv9Rjk/s320/v38.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens when it finally runs out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes. It feels like I'm handcuffed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't run. I can't hide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm waiting for it to stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423321855317884050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/S0OCflDVvJI/AAAAAAAACHw/dBsxVMdVdQg/s320/650_handcuffed2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm just waiting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waiting till the ticks run out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waiting till I see &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;00:00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What comes next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423321863902411218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/S0OCgFCDOdI/AAAAAAAACIA/fxyEvz2D0ss/s320/explosion+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Explosions. &lt;div align="center"&gt;Loud. Painful. Wounding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unstoppable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423321872934072242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/S0OCgmrXb7I/AAAAAAAACII/BEY4o8Kf8yk/s320/2342570786_e572bdf22f.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Calm after?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If only...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423321875748825650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/S0OCgxKdKjI/AAAAAAAACIQ/TI-0OgWKShM/s320/Two+sides.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Turn away?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never meeting the eyes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423322478914769506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/S0ODD4IbEmI/AAAAAAAACIg/Tc40phUjRNA/s320/CW001-175~Leaving-Home-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I miss it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's gone now, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Long gone.&lt;br /&gt;Slipped right through my fingers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can only pray..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's all I could ever do..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-3110553154445644153?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/3110553154445644153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=3110553154445644153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/3110553154445644153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/3110553154445644153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/01/ticking.html' title='Ticking'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/S0ODDqIelBI/AAAAAAAACIY/VVeYVyv9Rjk/s72-c/v38.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-3298316543041133682</id><published>2010-01-01T17:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T17:16:30.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>He is sooooooooooooo &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CUTE!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;XD I just became his fan! He's only 5 this year and he is Japanese. All the smart genes are with this country ain't it? sigh... I want his autograph! =P Yes.. I'm fangirling! How can you not adore such a cute little boy on a ukelele!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErMWX--UJZ4&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-3298316543041133682?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/3298316543041133682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=3298316543041133682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/3298316543041133682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/3298316543041133682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/01/he-is-sooooooooooooo-cute-xd-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-7132502185200112654</id><published>2010-01-01T02:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T02:25:57.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoom Out</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 class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;"look at the big picture"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"there's more to this than what it seems."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"it's but a small fraction of the true masterpiece."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"you fit in with the rest of the puzzle pieces to form one."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stop zoning in on one point. Stop focusing on that one particular issue. Stop zooming in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Szzrr_P3uzI/AAAAAAAACHo/G0xyztZYBNM/s320/402232888_dd7bd8cdc6.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421467192392137522" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Zoom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;out&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;See the bigger picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And sometimes. It requires us to fully rely on God. Even if means falling into a bottomless pit. Because He catches us regardless the circumstances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/SzzrrGLEJnI/AAAAAAAACHg/PuI8V0ndSzg/s320/trusting_leap.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421467177071158898" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-7132502185200112654?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/7132502185200112654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=7132502185200112654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7132502185200112654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7132502185200112654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2010/01/zoom-out.html' title='Zoom Out'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Szzrr_P3uzI/AAAAAAAACHo/G0xyztZYBNM/s72-c/402232888_dd7bd8cdc6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-6050956137489278402</id><published>2009-12-31T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T00:57:52.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh. Welcome 2010. Hmm.. that's fast. *looks back* I made it. :) Yeap. In one piece. Barely.. but I MADE IT. It was bumpy, rocky and tough. I'm amazed I survived. I wouldn't have changed anything. Nope. Guess those tears, heartaches and laughter made it all worth while. Note the irony.. *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who put that ugly looking mountain in front of me!? Great. More climbing. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;"Life's a climb, but the view is great."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climbing is worth while when you know you aren't the only one who is trying to get over that mountain. Thanks for the company. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I COME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-6050956137489278402?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/6050956137489278402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=6050956137489278402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/6050956137489278402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/6050956137489278402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-5907738698394876788</id><published>2009-12-31T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T00:46:53.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;i want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;lash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;n&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;g&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;r&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;at &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-5907738698394876788?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/5907738698394876788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=5907738698394876788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/5907738698394876788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/5907738698394876788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-want-to-lash-my-n-g-e-r-at-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-2637822432403316177</id><published>2009-12-31T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T00:44:57.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone once told me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;"if you're planning to jump down from the highest building, remember to give me a ring."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;"Why? Like as if I'd let you stop me.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;"who says anything bout stopping? I was planning to witness the grand 'splash' with my camera at the ready."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life is short. Life is precious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; while you can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-2637822432403316177?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/2637822432403316177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=2637822432403316177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2637822432403316177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2637822432403316177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/12/someone-once-told-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-9132440270338666603</id><published>2009-12-25T00:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T00:33:55.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Christmas isn't Christmas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Till it happens in your heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How true. People go around treating it like another tradition, routine or even a holiday. What happened to the heart? Christmas is not hollies or mistletoes, huge big trees with presents or songs that has no real meaning. It's about the birth of Our Saviour. The Saviour. The only HOPE. When we realize this.. we know the real celebration. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blessed Christmas everyone. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May the real and true spirit of Christmas fill your heart. :)&lt;/strong&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/2965331176312379322-9132440270338666603?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/9132440270338666603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=9132440270338666603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/9132440270338666603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/9132440270338666603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-isnt-christmas-till-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-3955567653712010264</id><published>2009-12-24T19:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T00:25:49.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I..</title><content type='html'>1. I like Radiohead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. I walk up the stairs two at a time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I have witnessed a moshpit&lt;br /&gt;4. I have experienced a moshpit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. I once caught a fish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have punched/attacked a teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. I have seen someone die&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I have made fried dough&lt;br /&gt;9. I have been in a New York City taxi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. My hair is its natural color&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. A movie had made me cry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. A book has made me cry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. A song has made me cry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I have been saved by a lifeguard&lt;br /&gt;15. I am for the death penalty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. There have been times when I seriously wished I could kill myself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. I know someone else who attempted suicide&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I don’t show my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;19. I am a pessimist&lt;br /&gt;20. I usually have no self confidence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21. People have told me they trust me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. There is a TV in this room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. I am next to a window&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24. I have given directions to someone in a car&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. Someone has borrowed something and not given it back yet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. I’m a perfectionist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. I usually try not to bring attention to myself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. My parents want to know what I have for homework&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. We sometimes watch musicals in music class&lt;br /&gt;30. I’m using a mac computer&lt;br /&gt;31. I’m home alone&lt;br /&gt;32. I’m an oldest child&lt;br /&gt;33. I have a belt on&lt;br /&gt;34. It’s studded&lt;br /&gt;35. I have plans for today&lt;br /&gt;36. We’re allowed to chew gum at school&lt;br /&gt;37. I live for summer&lt;br /&gt;38. Sometimes I act like I have OCD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. I could people-watch all day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. I’ve tried to be a vegetarian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41. Really skinny people annoy me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Lime green is an awesome color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;43. I can touch my thumb to my pinkie around my wrist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;44. I can know someone’s scent and know they’re near me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. My parent(s) is a health freak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;46. I try to use correct spelling/grammar on the computer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;47. I know the difference between its and it’s&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Dr. Pepper is my favorite soda&lt;br /&gt;49. I can get very annoyed by happy people.&lt;br /&gt;50. I wish my hair was naturally curly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;51. I’m sarcastic a lot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. I’m at least a little bit Irish&lt;br /&gt;53. I don’t tell people’s secrets&lt;br /&gt;54. I don’t like the name Peg&lt;br /&gt;55. I’ve slipped on a banana peel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;56. I’m very ticklish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. I give people the silent treatment when I’m mad instead of fighting&lt;br /&gt;58. I wear my pajama pants to school&lt;br /&gt;59. Swallowing pills is difficult for me&lt;br /&gt;60. I get scared in elevators&lt;br /&gt;61. I’ve been in a car for 7 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;62. I like going on the subway&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;63. I’ve seen the same movie twice in a row&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Sometimes I wish I could get plastic surgery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;65. I have fallen down the stairs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. I prefer pools to oceans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;67. I have stayed up until 2:00 doing homework the whole time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;68. I’ve cried myself to sleep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. It would almost be worth breaking a leg to use crutches&lt;br /&gt;70. I’ve fainted in public&lt;br /&gt;71. I hate bermuda shorts&lt;br /&gt;72. Big lips are attractive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;73. I like milk in my tea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;74. I never wear skirts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. My nails are fake&lt;br /&gt;76. I can swear in different languages&lt;br /&gt;77. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day&lt;br /&gt;78. A stranger has tried to give me money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;79. Lipstick is uncomfortable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. My favorite band broke up&lt;br /&gt;81. I have some friends in my neighborhood&lt;br /&gt;82. I pack my own lunches for school&lt;br /&gt;83. I hate words with too many consonants together&lt;br /&gt;84. I’ve went three days without taking a shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;85. Laptop mouses are impossible&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. I have dropped something today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;87. My away message is always up to avoid people&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. I’ve worn earphones/headphones without music to avoid people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;89. People have complimented my handwriting&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;90. I know what aperture and shutter speed are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;91. I say like a lot, even though I try not to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. My pinkies are crooked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;93. I have a sibling in college&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;94. I’ve danced in the rain before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;95. I know who wrote Great Expectations&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. I don’t know how to do the laundry&lt;br /&gt;97. I hate doing the dishes&lt;br /&gt;98. I make index cards for school even when they’re not required&lt;br /&gt;99. I love making microwave s’mores&lt;br /&gt;100. I have meditated before&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-3955567653712010264?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/3955567653712010264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=3955567653712010264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/3955567653712010264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/3955567653712010264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/12/i.html' title='I..'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-2157173008883588081</id><published>2009-12-22T18:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T18:22:14.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foie Gras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/SzCdbY473wI/AAAAAAAACG8/qJ8obT4ppck/s1600-h/Foie_gras_en_cocotte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418003445589991170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/SzCdbY473wI/AAAAAAAACG8/qJ8obT4ppck/s320/Foie_gras_en_cocotte.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sounds so sophisticated and it looks delicious doesn't it? But do you know how this is produced and how inhumane the breeders actually are? Read it. I haven't tried this before and I never will. Yuck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Foie_gras"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Foie_gras&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/2965331176312379322-2157173008883588081?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/2157173008883588081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=2157173008883588081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2157173008883588081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2157173008883588081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/12/foie-gras.html' title='Foie Gras'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/SzCdbY473wI/AAAAAAAACG8/qJ8obT4ppck/s72-c/Foie_gras_en_cocotte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-7884920052297195392</id><published>2009-12-22T11:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T13:45:33.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Rags and Riches (CU Camp '09)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;God of the poor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Friend of the weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Give us compassion we pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Melt our cold hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Let tears fall like rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Come, change our love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;From a spark to a flame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to camp again was a little different for me. Well. The timetable is different. We started on the same day we cleaned up the entire place. It was extra tiring for us. But it was well worth it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417909991486055346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/SzBIbpOQ47I/AAAAAAAACF0/9Ut59DV6zoA/s320/DSC05970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree with what Jean said. Camp is like our haven from all the distractions and everything else. No phones, no computers, no TVs, no MP3s and iPods; just purely learning God's word and bonding with fellow girls. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking on the role as the main group leader was a new challenge to me, but thanks to these 2, I breezed through it. :) Thanks Jean and Jolene for being awesome sub-group leaders. It's funny. We're the only 3 that stays together nearly all the time, the other group leaders don't mingle as much the 3 of us do. Haha.. but it was good getting to know these 2. We really stuck by each other and we made it through the Camp Concert without much problems except for the slight glitch of my supposed absence, but oh well. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WE MADE IT!&lt;/span&gt; XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417925818560315554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/SzBW05q0gKI/AAAAAAAACGc/doMRRclo5k0/s320/DSC06245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was trying to sleep..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417910001442160578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/SzBIcOT-_8I/AAAAAAAACF8/t0DPvhqvU9I/s320/DSC06077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jean, Me and Jolene :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our group name was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Storge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Pronounce as &lt;em&gt;Stor-gehh&lt;/em&gt;. As usual, my group always gets the ones that is kinda hard to pronounce. We got nicknames like &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;StorAge, Stor-Gay, Taugeh, Stalking, Storing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ;( Storge is one of the 4 Greek words of love, it means affectionate love. The 2 sub-group names were Rachel (Jolene's) and Sarah (Jean's).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417910017738065906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/SzBIdLBOx_I/AAAAAAAACGM/v10--AQRzys/s320/DSC06313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ain't the tag nice?? :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks Jean and Jolene for the hard work and effort!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This years' theme centers around social concerns like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Respect&lt;/strong&gt; (for other people, races, religion),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Racism,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Riches&lt;/strong&gt; (material wants), and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Relationships&lt;/strong&gt; and also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My group was awesome. We were terrible as a team on the first day, but we improved as the days passed. Yes. We got the best improvement award. Lol! And between you and me.. every year, my group always gets &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'best improvement'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; without fail, yeap.. I have a thing for starting off terribly and ending it with a &lt;strong&gt;BANG&lt;/strong&gt;. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/SzBIcoBTLGI/AAAAAAAACGE/-V0DNoZ4YlA/s1600-h/DSC05985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417910008343112802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/SzBIcoBTLGI/AAAAAAAACGE/-V0DNoZ4YlA/s320/DSC05985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Both sub-groups brainstorming for a paper drum game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I merely hopped from one group to the other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt a lot from this camp and I think I got touched in so many different ways. By God, by the workshop leaders, by the camp personnel, by my 2 sub-group leaders and other leaders and by my group. It was a blessing to be at camp again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially like the songs I learnt. Our camp hymn is Beauty For Brokenness. The lyrics was spot on. Our camp chorus was my next favorite, Love the Lord your God. But I have to say my fav song was Father I thank you. :) My voice is still very &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;‘sexy’&lt;/span&gt; now. When you’re a group leader you tend to develop sore throats, coughs and what not. I sound like a croaking frog now. :P Well.. that’s all for camp. More pictures are on facebook. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417925841632025586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/SzBW2Pni2_I/AAAAAAAACG0/p4zB78rYt8U/s320/DSC06111.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Plaster of Paris hobby. :) I made a COW! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/SzBW173RE7I/AAAAAAAACGs/7bIFbYJ5HPE/s1600-h/DSC06123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417925836329259954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/SzBW173RE7I/AAAAAAAACGs/7bIFbYJ5HPE/s320/DSC06123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My shoulders were aching after games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/SzBW1Qi1s8I/AAAAAAAACGk/MML_sL3OyuE/s1600-h/DSC06255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417925824700855234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/SzBW1Qi1s8I/AAAAAAAACGk/MML_sL3OyuE/s320/DSC06255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's Ji'Anne on the left, Jo'Anne in the front and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jean Anne on the right. Oh and me in purple. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These 3 are the 'Ants' (heng sisters).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jia Anne is missing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417925810139506114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/SzBW0aTJJcI/AAAAAAAACGU/REb2Q5oM_c8/s320/DSC06143.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;some of the little ones in our group. Yu ling, Enuice, Celine and Jane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Thank you Lord for bringing me back to camp! =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-7884920052297195392?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/7884920052297195392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=7884920052297195392' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7884920052297195392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7884920052297195392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/12/of-rags-and-riches-cu-camp-09.html' title='Of Rags and Riches (CU Camp &apos;09)'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/SzBIbpOQ47I/AAAAAAAACF0/9Ut59DV6zoA/s72-c/DSC05970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-7926687960847999633</id><published>2009-12-22T11:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T11:33:32.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess Ideal is not the right word. Perfectly imperfect would be the better way to call them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Xs47it70Fk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Xs47it70Fk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-7926687960847999633?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/7926687960847999633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=7926687960847999633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7926687960847999633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7926687960847999633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-guess-ideal-is-not-right-word.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-5925992166088762498</id><published>2009-12-21T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T01:03:21.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mel! :)</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday! :) Hahaha! You can finally open your birthday present now. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May God continue to bless and be with you. Uni is starting again for you and I hope that it will be another memorable milestone for you. It has really been fun getting to know you. Thanks for always lending me a listening ear. :) Hope you'll have a blast today. *Hugz*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417364992098463938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sy5YwgSqcMI/AAAAAAAACFs/NuTxColXHvY/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-5925992166088762498?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/5925992166088762498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=5925992166088762498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/5925992166088762498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/5925992166088762498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-birthday-mel.html' title='Happy Birthday Mel! :)'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sy5YwgSqcMI/AAAAAAAACFs/NuTxColXHvY/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-1527779819885478399</id><published>2009-12-21T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T00:42:49.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's to you.</title><content type='html'>Probably I'm not the first to say it. Probably you would have heard it before. I am older than you but I am truly sadden by this. I can't stop thinking about what you told me. If I were you, I would have broken down so many times. Your stronger than you think and I have to say, this matter is very grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your talented, pretty and really so loveable. You are worth so much more than that. Don't loose hope and never loose heart. I won't lie. It's not easy. It's very hard. Painful? Yes,very. But.. as painful as it is, it will pass. The worst will pass. Believe me. I've had my share and I'm still facing with my own problems. You'll get by just as I did. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't help asking god why such things would happen because we're only human. And because we're human enough it is why we need to rely on God. I wish I can be there to give you a hug whenever you feel like your being jabbed all over. Don't try to think or understand how it happened or why it ever did happen. Leave that to God. Just remember that whatever it is, He won't ever leave you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when you feel your all alone, remember that we're all in that together too. If ever you need me, just call or sms or even e-mail me. I'll answer straight. Don't face it alone. I know your struggling to smile, struggling to be okay. I see your effort and I see your motives. But remember that you can and should have your human moments. I know that you probably won't get to read this but.. this is really my wish for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang in there. Dark clouds will pass and the sun has to shine. :) Remember that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;Carmen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-1527779819885478399?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/1527779819885478399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=1527779819885478399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/1527779819885478399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/1527779819885478399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/12/heres-to-you.html' title='Here&apos;s to you.'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-2808640178908824843</id><published>2009-12-20T14:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T14:04:25.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's good to be home. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. I miss camp. sigh........ I miss my two right hand women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;CU Camp,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Your warm welcome beckons me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;CU Camp,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So happy and joyful are we..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates and pictures are coming up! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-2808640178908824843?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/2808640178908824843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=2808640178908824843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2808640178908824843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2808640178908824843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-good-to-be-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-931681494313767238</id><published>2009-12-07T19:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T20:08:21.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unashamed, Starfield ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FuunWxUoDwk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FuunWxUoDwk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have not much&lt;br /&gt;To offer You&lt;br /&gt;Not near what You deserve&lt;br /&gt;But still I come&lt;br /&gt;Because Your cross&lt;br /&gt;Has placed in me my worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Christ my King&lt;br /&gt;Of sympathy&lt;br /&gt;Whose wounds secure my peace&lt;br /&gt;Your grace extends&lt;br /&gt;To call me friend&lt;br /&gt;Your mercy sets me free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'm weak&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm unworthy&lt;br /&gt;To call upon Your name&lt;br /&gt;But because of grace&lt;br /&gt;Because of Your mercy&lt;br /&gt;I stand here unashamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain This kind of love&lt;br /&gt;I'm humbled and amazed&lt;br /&gt;That You'd come down&lt;br /&gt;From heavens heights&lt;br /&gt;And greet me face to face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am at Your feet&lt;br /&gt;In my brokeness complete&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-931681494313767238?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/931681494313767238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=931681494313767238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/931681494313767238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/931681494313767238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/12/unashamed-starfield.html' title='Unashamed, Starfield ♥'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-6965227119509941786</id><published>2009-12-05T12:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T13:03:02.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stranger.</title><content type='html'>I really wonder. I really marvel at the fact that I can fit in at such a place as this. Not that I am not capable or whatever.. it's just so funny. So different. So very very different. I am me. They are they. There is such a distinct line. I'm sure it's visible.. but no one seems to care. Lucky me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. It's like their stuck on to me. So very often my thoughts and ideas seems to oppose theirs. It's like I'm running on  a different frequency. The most obvious difference is the language. I'm on one and them the other. Not that I can't speak theirs nor they mine.. it's just that I feel I can't seem to really connect. More than that, I don't feel intellectually stimulated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can go anywhere. With them. On my on. I can do both. Just that.. I don't feel a sense of belonging. Months has gone by, used to the environment? Yes. Used to the food? Pretty much. Used to the people? Kinda. Not really being me. I feel like I had back-slide. Not because I'm arrogant, but because I'm just a stranger I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange as it is.. I am just not part of this place. Am I lonely? I can't lie. Though not all the time.. just sometimes. :) Am I unhappy? Can't say that I am either. Hmm.. strange isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-6965227119509941786?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/6965227119509941786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=6965227119509941786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/6965227119509941786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/6965227119509941786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/12/stranger.html' title='Stranger.'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-4106437847342479548</id><published>2009-12-03T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T19:39:53.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buzzin'</title><content type='html'>I always wondered. Why does the saying go, "Busy as a bee?" Why can't it be busy as an ant or beaver or squirrel? Hmmm...  Well I don't like bees. I'm afraid of them. I always imagine one flying in my direction with its stinger aiming to pierce through my skin. *shivers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But be it a bee or an ant or whatever animal it is.. I like being busy. :) It keeps me occupied at least. Though it means I'm being compared to that unfriendly insect. I miss being in MCKL. I miss running around the entire college. I miss all the SC meetings and mostly the workload. I know. I'm really insane. But those things kept alive. It kept me moving. It gave me a rush of all sorts of feelings. Happy and satisfying feelings at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss it all indeed. :( I miss more than anything.. the people. Well not all.. but most of them. I don't know why, but I felt so alive in the 1.5 years I had there. Now. Hmm.. slow paced and lifeless. No running. No rush. No feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with the assingments I had for the past few weeks. Nothing. Absolutely nothing... sigh.... Another 8 sems to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-4106437847342479548?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/4106437847342479548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=4106437847342479548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/4106437847342479548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/4106437847342479548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/12/buzzin.html' title='Buzzin&apos;'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-273556519321826898</id><published>2009-11-25T23:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T22:05:24.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop.Stare.Wait.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408305506467199762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sw4pNCXEOxI/AAAAAAAACEk/na7tFM7_bzA/s320/2296294586_4f1fbb4461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It comes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once in a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You just need to stop.&lt;br /&gt;When everything &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seems to be moving &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in all sorts of directions around you, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you just need to stop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stay still amongst the busiest crowds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408305505273206130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sw4pM96ZVXI/AAAAAAAACEc/n8BneVPnbXM/s320/2286042123_edf7b86baf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I stopped. I stopped today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Motionless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stationary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was motionless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was unmoved. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408305512818876162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sw4pNaBbHwI/AAAAAAAACEs/5q5HTZsPPTY/s320/2347982215_c3be7554d5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One went pass..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and another..&lt;br /&gt;and another..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and another. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408305501249294914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sw4pMu7BUkI/AAAAAAAACEU/BM1l85Ctw2g/s320/123837522_cc55310649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I remained as I was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I stared at the moving images before me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It felt like I frozed into non-existance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408407857368237170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sw6GSpLdhHI/AAAAAAAACE0/DlP0u7LTSsE/s320/31814952_166bb7ceff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The clouds pass by me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;taking it's shape into something new. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dark clouds. I saw them come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did turn the sky grey as well? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408407863247350338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sw6GS_FJqkI/AAAAAAAACE8/RQX_jb4SZj8/s320/Copy+of+296170679_bdb367f93f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sure rain is coming.&lt;br /&gt;I felt rain had already hit anyway.&lt;br /&gt;So heavy. So heavy.&lt;br /&gt;Then it just stopped. &lt;strong&gt;Restrained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408412048603843122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sw6KGmv5ijI/AAAAAAAACFE/SH6c2QHTIVo/s320/Copy+of+3209653528_a0a6b1862e.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another came. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do I go? Do I move? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reluctantly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heart heavy and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mind uptight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I walked..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forwards..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back to reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time to get off that chair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-273556519321826898?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/273556519321826898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=273556519321826898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/273556519321826898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/273556519321826898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/11/stopstarewait.html' title='Stop.Stare.Wait.'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sw4pNCXEOxI/AAAAAAAACEk/na7tFM7_bzA/s72-c/2296294586_4f1fbb4461.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-8973905040001365262</id><published>2009-11-10T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T00:23:35.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Horror-skoop'</title><content type='html'>The thing about Psychology subjects is..&lt;br /&gt;you don't actually feel mentally stimulated..&lt;br /&gt;you actually fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blame &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Johnny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for this.&lt;br /&gt;Pun intended.&lt;br /&gt;=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent time with a Libra today.&lt;br /&gt;Libras don't go with Pisces.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno. The &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Horror-skoop'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; said so..&lt;br /&gt;So what are we doing sitting next to each other?&lt;br /&gt;Irony ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it some greater forces of attraction at work ke?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..tak tahu la.. I wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tick tock tick tock...&lt;br /&gt;the mouse has long gone&lt;br /&gt;I'm still here...... next to you.&lt;br /&gt;Some funky&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt; "RAM-DEERRR-WALLL"&lt;/span&gt; attraction kut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"eh.. go makan la."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"can. but I'm pretty broke."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"you watch me eat can?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"so mean.."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; *merajuk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pisces don't go along with libras wad.&lt;br /&gt;it's written in the horror-skoop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Super-nya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ya la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me and you.. you and me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We go against the flow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ya man.. No joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Wonder why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Wonder how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Why do I feel like I know you Libra?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Maybe I'm not a pisces after all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny.&lt;br /&gt;You seem to know me too&lt;br /&gt;Sekali we're both some funky 'horror-skoop'&lt;br /&gt;But wouldn't it be lovely? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;talk.sleep.eat.drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I like that very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Jumpa la lagi. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll go walk to the places you like,&lt;br /&gt;We'll sit in silence&lt;br /&gt;Look at the sky&lt;br /&gt;And wonder why we ever bothered&lt;br /&gt;if we were pisces or libra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One PSY 105 class is worth while if I have you Libra. :)&lt;br /&gt;Don't fall off the platform next time I see you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Balance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-8973905040001365262?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/8973905040001365262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=8973905040001365262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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song. :) If's there's anything or anyone that can fill a whole, it's definitely JESUS. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beauty for brokenness,&lt;br /&gt;Hope for despair,&lt;br /&gt;Lord, in your suffering world,&lt;br /&gt;This is our prayer,&lt;br /&gt;Bread for the children,&lt;br /&gt;Justice, joy, peace,&lt;br /&gt;Sunrise to sunset,&lt;br /&gt;Your kingdom increase!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZqDOXfj9W0w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZqDOXfj9W0w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"Come, change our love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;From a spark to a flame.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-4840107277994116842?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/4840107277994116842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=4840107277994116842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/4840107277994116842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/4840107277994116842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/11/beauty-for-brokenness_08.html' title='Beauty For Brokenness'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-8482536771459313046</id><published>2009-11-08T00:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T01:33:37.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To sum it ALLLLLLLLLL up..</title><content type='html'>My week was unusually packed. No..not packed as in busy and tight (ok..fine..it was packed ;p) but more like packed with all sorts of feelings and little things to smile, laugh and cry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent it doing my assignment. At the end of the day.. I still couldn't finish it! T_T   Oh well, it's due on Friday. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes from 8 to 6. Hmmm...nothing out of the ordinary here too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Jennifer's body. Gave myself a real scare watching that. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Note to self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO NOT SAY YES TO ANYMORE HORROR MOVIES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Yeap, rock climbing for me as usual. Except..&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;'someone' &lt;/span&gt;ditched again. Hmph. Ended up climbing with 3 other guys. Where are the girls when you need some company? sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehehe! Class ended at 10! We were off for lunch at Tropicana City, then we went to the arcade to play Daytona/Datona/Deitona&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt; (whichever it is)&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;ice-hockey-puck-looking-thing-on-the-super-slippery-table&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;(what is it called?? @_@ )&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I headed to 1U to meet Mel &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(the-one-who-ditched-me-yesterday  :P)&lt;/span&gt;. We had a game of pool. I nearly rolled on the floor laughing. ;p Then we went for Time Traveller's Wife. I cried. She didn't. Unsual-nya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my mom's birthday as well. Well, turns out that no one planned anything. So we didn't eat out and guess what? the birthday girl stayed in bed for the rest of night with a really bad migrain while I stayed in front of the PC till 3 plus doing my PDA. Sad case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up with my eyes barely open. Went to college, slept at the DSA till 9 and headed straight to work. Finally finished my assignment around 12 plus and ended up waiting for a friend who was still doing it till 2. Didn't have breakfast..I even skipped lunch too. Tiring tiring day indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home round 6. Used the PC for a while and headed for my bed before I collapsed. Then I got a phone call. &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"get dressed. we're going for dinner.get ready."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sigh.. I had to leave my beauty sleep, no no..my much needed sleep for dinner. Well dinner was great actually. Food was awesome and wine was awesome. House of Tangs is really good! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE BEST PART IS THIS:.......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;My dad and I are like in good terms again. :) We are talked the entire night and we laughed about things. Yeap, definitely the highlight of my week. :) To sum it all up, we have passed the SILENT WAR. phew......glad that's over. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-8482536771459313046?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/8482536771459313046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=8482536771459313046' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/8482536771459313046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/8482536771459313046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-sum-it-allllllllll-up.html' title='To sum it ALLLLLLLLLL up..'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-7262566250115639884</id><published>2009-11-02T00:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T00:56:18.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;There's a light at the end of the tunnel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399174875141972402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Su248WENIbI/AAAAAAAACEM/B4Y85480Pl4/s320/2653809227_d29fd2a65e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Really? I just can't seem to reach it though. So close yet so far. Or maybe it's been too far to be even close enough. I wonder how far more till I see light. Can I last till then or will I just stop dead in my tracks and&lt;strong&gt; STOP&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish I could just jump off and dive into the ocean. Sink in and sink deep. Where I could hear nothing, see nothing and say nothing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peace. Silence. Stillness.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399174870440800898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Su248EjW8oI/AAAAAAAACEE/z3pkBhgNpoI/s320/2885659651_7e4c7b13e1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-7262566250115639884?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/7262566250115639884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=7262566250115639884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7262566250115639884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7262566250115639884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/11/theres-light-at-end-of-tunnel.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Su248WENIbI/AAAAAAAACEM/B4Y85480Pl4/s72-c/2653809227_d29fd2a65e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-8218395677570838333</id><published>2009-10-25T12:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T13:22:49.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Praise The Lord! XD</title><content type='html'>Yeap! Praise The LORD! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I applied for the PTPTN loan about a week ago and by Friday the 23rd of Oct I would know if it was approved. So I checked it just now since mom reminded me to do so and BAMM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Status Permohonan Pembiayaan Pendidikan PTPTN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;No. Permohonan : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;xxxxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Jumlah Pembiayaan Pendidikan Yang Diluluskan : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RM 48,000.00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Terima Tawaran&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;atau &lt;/span&gt;     &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;  Tolak Tawaran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I couldn't have clicked the&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; 'terima tawaran' &lt;/span&gt;any quicker! :P Mom was happy, dad was..er..okay happy. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I AM VERY HAPPY!&lt;/span&gt; =D My elder bro also got PTPTN, but his was about 24 K. I thought I wouldn't get it, but who knew? Praise the Lord! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least my dad doesn't need to worry bout my fees anymore. Phew~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-8218395677570838333?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/8218395677570838333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=8218395677570838333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/8218395677570838333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/8218395677570838333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/10/praise-lord-xd.html' title='Praise The Lord! XD'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-7543127664248285942</id><published>2009-10-23T10:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T11:05:52.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile Worthy ♥</title><content type='html'>Fridays... I like Fridays! Not forgetting thursdays and wednesdays too. :) I feel happy today. So happy and giggle-ish. It's like there are no dark clouds hanging above me.. It's another lovely day. No wonder no dark clouds can come creeping on me. :) The Sun is shinning and everything is just lovely and full of song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's finally the 23rd. We've been plainning a surprise party for my Aunt Yin Peng and it's tonight!! WHEE!!! She's been stressed out and bogged down lately, hope this will make her smile. =D This planning goes way back to August! Geng right? My relatives from HK are here just for this. Well, my Aunt Yin Peng has done too much for everyone and she loved us so much. It's the least we can do for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She dresses me from head to toe since I was a baby. She still does now. Nearly all the clothes I have is bought by her. All my shoes. All my bags. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Even my bed is from her! She has no children of her own but she loved me and my brothers and my cousins like her own. She really has a giving heart and she is the only other Christian in the family. Praise God for that! :) She really represents Dorcas in the Bible. :) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I ♥ my aunt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help smiling today. God gave me every other reason to smile as well. The sky, the weather, everything wonderful and beautiful He carefully placed in my life. Yup. Including the wonderful family and friends He blessed me with. Amen for all that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smile though your heart is aching&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smile even though its breaking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you smile through your fear and sorrow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smile and maybe tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll see the sun come shining through for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Light up your face with gladness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hide every trace of sadnessA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lthough a tear may be ever so near&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thats the time you must keep on trying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smile, whats the use of crying? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll find that life is still worthwhile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you just smile :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Smile. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-7543127664248285942?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/7543127664248285942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=7543127664248285942' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7543127664248285942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7543127664248285942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/10/smile-worthy.html' title='Smile Worthy ♥'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-1533291947026627166</id><published>2009-10-21T09:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T09:57:27.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>song song mood</title><content type='html'>Yes.. I have been on a song song mood for about 2 months. :) Song song mood aka SSM &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;(yea..a fantastic term created by me XD) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the first thing I learnt in mass comm class was the reason why a lot of people watch the movies and the dramas and also why actors back in the olden days act. Guess what the answer is???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;"Escapism"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Now it's for totally different reasons but yeap, that was the apparent reason last time. Same goes with singers..the better example would be poets. Duh! How can I forget Keats. One whole semester of him was enough to prove how much escape he and I needs. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter when I'm happy or sad, angry or frustrated, powerless or hopeless, I find that talking to God helps and one more thing.. Listening to music. The right songs just seems to play. Coincidence? Maybe..maybe not. Maybe God is using the advance technology like my little ipod to tell me things. Or maybe it's haunted la. ;p But I prefer to think it's the first one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I'm very swayed by music. It's like it will effect my mood and my emotions for the day. Funny thing to be swayed by right? I'm in a SSM again. Happy or sad? Both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assuredly Yours by Planet Shakers is playing now. Guess what? The lyrics fit in so perfectly.. just the very things I need to hear this moment. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Are you in a SSM?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-1533291947026627166?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/1533291947026627166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=1533291947026627166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/1533291947026627166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/1533291947026627166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/10/song-song-mood.html' title='song song mood'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-3513195315730345575</id><published>2009-10-19T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T00:05:20.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Song by Harry Connick Jr</title><content type='html'>I'm not exactly Harry Connick Jr's fan but I like the way he sang this song. :) His arrangement is jazzy yet catchy and lively. Awesome tune. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/unZUu-PEXUQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/unZUu-PEXUQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;A song to brighten up your day. :)&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/2965331176312379322-3513195315730345575?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/3513195315730345575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=3513195315730345575' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/3513195315730345575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/3513195315730345575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/10/your-song-by-harry-connick-jr.html' title='Your Song by Harry Connick Jr'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-2716389313451405824</id><published>2009-10-17T00:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T00:53:41.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck in the spider's web..</title><content type='html'>I begin notice that I'm getting myself tangled in something really far too much for me fully grasps. What the thing about secrets that really kills you? For me, it's the keeping it a SECRET part while trying to pretend there is no secret and trying to be &lt;strong&gt;SANE&lt;/strong&gt; at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree more and more with the phrase, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"the more I know, the less I understand."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The more is revealed..the more confused I get. There's so much I wish I didn't know but it so happened that everything just came right at me without a warning. It's true when they say you don't need to look for trouble..cause they'll come knocking at your door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone lets you in on their secret.. your actually becoming part of it too. You are as guilty and your condoning on the matter. It's a one way ticket to that spot the moment you set foot on that train. Notice how trains will never back track? Yes, we've past the point of no return. Your trapped and tangled. Just like the feeling of being stuck in a gigantic web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone would jump into any ocean if they see their loved one drowning in it.. that's just it. You cannot sit and watch. You cannot not help. You cannot pretend that you didn't know and just walk away. You have to and need to jump in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleak? I wish I knew how to answer. I'm falling deeper and deeper and though I see a hand that intends to pull me up, I can't grab it. I can't even allow it to pull me up. Why? Because there's always somethings and someone that you'll need to protect and help. Even if it kills you. Even if it means your going against everything in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck... for good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-2716389313451405824?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/2716389313451405824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=2716389313451405824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2716389313451405824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2716389313451405824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/10/stuck-in-spiders-web.html' title='Stuck in the spider&apos;s web..'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-5614350435386220439</id><published>2009-10-15T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T00:27:04.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PDA</title><content type='html'>Been doing a lot of thinking lately. Way too much actually. That's what you get for studying Psychology subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to do a lot of thinking, ponder about your life and you even tend to do a lot of soul searching and self-discovery&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;(so Heaney!)&lt;/span&gt;. Especially in Leadership &amp;amp; Life Skills class. I know I know.. what kinda subject is that right? Too bad. I must take it cause it's a pre-requisite subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to this assignment called PDA&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;(not public display of affections..ehm ehm..)&lt;/span&gt;, or known as Personal Development Assignment. Basically, I have to pick an area of my life and well...develope it, improve on it and become a better leader in the process. Sound like some crappy thing right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I thought at first, but I'm begining to think it's a good channel for me to do some emotional release. :) At least it keeps me sane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-5614350435386220439?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/5614350435386220439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=5614350435386220439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/5614350435386220439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/5614350435386220439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/10/pda.html' title='PDA'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-1169251779331544833</id><published>2009-10-02T19:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T20:02:57.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Light...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thy Word is a lamp unto my feet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And a light unto my path...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387964666336362530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/SsXlUT9VwCI/AAAAAAAACA0/GhqToJntG6Y/s400/Copy+of+DSC05947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I feel afraid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Think I've lost my way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Still You're there right beside me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And nothing will I fear&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As long as You are near&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please be near me to the end&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That somewhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Going to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That direction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walking to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That path&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which ever place, direction or path I'm going to.. I know I'm not lost. I can't be lost. How shall I fear of the unknown when I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;KNOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He's here with me. How shall fear darkness when His &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;LIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; shines my path for me. How shall I fear the obstacles ahead when I know that He will &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;GUIDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-1169251779331544833?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/1169251779331544833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=1169251779331544833' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/1169251779331544833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/1169251779331544833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-light.html' title='In the Light...'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/SsXlUT9VwCI/AAAAAAAACA0/GhqToJntG6Y/s72-c/Copy+of+DSC05947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-1774901122419503163</id><published>2009-10-01T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T21:20:41.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phew~!</title><content type='html'>Had my first group presentation in class today. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*inhale exhale inhale exhale*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My group had present about Asian movies and mind you, it's not simple at all. At first I had lots of ideas for it but somehow, due to many factors and time constrains...those ideas were scrapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it turned out okay. :) At least they laughed at my jokes and laughed when they were watching trailers. I wasn't scared, I never was. But I was afraid it'd be too dull that it'll lull people to sleep! Well thank God! Hahahahahaha!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;say it with me... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"PHEW~!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; X_x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-1774901122419503163?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/1774901122419503163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=1774901122419503163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/1774901122419503163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/1774901122419503163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/10/phew.html' title='phew~!'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-7675518369074629648</id><published>2009-09-27T00:02:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T01:40:37.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachel Chua :)</title><content type='html'>How shall I even begin? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's well... Rachel. Fun knowing such a lovely sister in Christ. Like many others, she thought me things and made me see new things. A worth while adventure indeed. :) Hahaha... so this goes to you, Boss! Happy 19th Birthday! I know you'll have a blast in Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Don't kill me for the pictures below.. ;p&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386201997156268274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-iLdj_uPI/AAAAAAAACAk/z1WX74bdsF4/s320/moto_0172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ada gaya bukan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386188169347081314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-Vmk9YJGI/AAAAAAAACAc/eJnhUIzo8z0/s320/DSCF4136.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I think this was in some &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;'David's' &lt;/span&gt;kancil. lol.. XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-VmCqRc2I/AAAAAAAACAU/xT1npz2daCU/s1600-h/DSC04383.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386188160140145506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-VmCqRc2I/AAAAAAAACAU/xT1npz2daCU/s320/DSC04383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; I have no idea what she's trying to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;me and pranav looks scared..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-VlUDj6BI/AAAAAAAACAM/6ItU7SoxCCY/s1600-h/DSC03496.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386188147629746194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-VlUDj6BI/AAAAAAAACAM/6ItU7SoxCCY/s320/DSC03496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; basket ball charity game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-VkyMIBNI/AAAAAAAACAE/yBIc-qhhzFc/s1600-h/DSC03489.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386188138538861778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-VkyMIBNI/AAAAAAAACAE/yBIc-qhhzFc/s320/DSC03489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; all the rambut 'buh-terr-baang-ann'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-SAgDtPlI/AAAAAAAAB_8/pRJTVoXghbk/s1600-h/DSC03600.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386184216661540434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-SAgDtPlI/AAAAAAAAB_8/pRJTVoXghbk/s320/DSC03600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; one of my fav pictures of her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;cute leh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-R_xXKBtI/AAAAAAAAB_0/W5BC6RaUN4A/s1600-h/DSC04580.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386184204126652114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-R_xXKBtI/AAAAAAAAB_0/W5BC6RaUN4A/s320/DSC04580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; the most natural smile I've seen of her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;she'll probably say this is an ugly picture of her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;too bad..you don't get to pick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;some&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; 'David'&lt;/span&gt; took this. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-R_ShOt9I/AAAAAAAAB_s/l3P5XY6m6Dg/s1600-h/DSC04636.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386184195847403474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-R_ShOt9I/AAAAAAAAB_s/l3P5XY6m6Dg/s320/DSC04636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; n this is when exams were near..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so 'hung' macam CNY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-R-wTscFI/AAAAAAAAB_k/FwjSWoqfAs4/s1600-h/DSC04586.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386184186663825490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-R-wTscFI/AAAAAAAAB_k/FwjSWoqfAs4/s320/DSC04586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;N-O.. get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-R-WLDstI/AAAAAAAAB_c/V0qD60Oh90w/s1600-h/DSC04670.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386184179648279250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-R-WLDstI/AAAAAAAAB_c/V0qD60Oh90w/s320/DSC04670.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; there's never a dull moment when Rach is with that some &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;'David'&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;he'll kill me if he reads this.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-P0S-9avI/AAAAAAAAB_U/98Y3i1taSEA/s1600-h/DSC04563.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386181807970282226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-P0S-9avI/AAAAAAAAB_U/98Y3i1taSEA/s320/DSC04563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; see what I mean? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-Pzzod0hI/AAAAAAAAB_M/DrH_GJQ8Nfs/s1600-h/DSC04503.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386181799554437650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-Pzzod0hI/AAAAAAAAB_M/DrH_GJQ8Nfs/s320/DSC04503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; full of &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mor-dull-ing&lt;/span&gt; potential too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-PzSuU0nI/AAAAAAAAB_E/J1iZGM27VNE/s1600-h/DSC04429.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386181790720643698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-PzSuU0nI/AAAAAAAAB_E/J1iZGM27VNE/s320/DSC04429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; starbucks right after Hammy. I kinda miss it actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-PyoSZNSI/AAAAAAAAB-8/Fs-dHgBVx4U/s1600-h/DSC04418.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386181779329201442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-PyoSZNSI/AAAAAAAAB-8/Fs-dHgBVx4U/s320/DSC04418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Now you know what other jobs are available for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-PyLHWAHI/AAAAAAAAB-0/QEE6-rY-30Y/s1600-h/DSC04399.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386181771498225778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-PyLHWAHI/AAAAAAAAB-0/QEE6-rY-30Y/s320/DSC04399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Chocolate? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-NNszqGgI/AAAAAAAAB-s/pZeGbuy7hT4/s1600-h/DSC05629.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386178945864047106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-NNszqGgI/AAAAAAAAB-s/pZeGbuy7hT4/s320/DSC05629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-NNGtLDYI/AAAAAAAAB-k/m4YuCVG9we0/s1600-h/DSC05625.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386178935636299138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-NNGtLDYI/AAAAAAAAB-k/m4YuCVG9we0/s320/DSC05625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Regina the marketing kaki, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Rachel the &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIB-BRA-RIAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Carmen... &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;the awesome&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hahahahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-NMRakDJI/AAAAAAAAB-c/xvgapQagDsY/s1600-h/DSC05623.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386178921331166354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-NMRakDJI/AAAAAAAAB-c/xvgapQagDsY/s320/DSC05623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ini the BOSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-NL84EfZI/AAAAAAAAB-U/vvo3WyXNoJM/s1600-h/DSC05710.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386178915817782674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-NL84EfZI/AAAAAAAAB-U/vvo3WyXNoJM/s320/DSC05710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-NLahJY5I/AAAAAAAAB-M/UiIifmKVwhg/s1600-h/DSC05723.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386178906594829202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-NLahJY5I/AAAAAAAAB-M/UiIifmKVwhg/s320/DSC05723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; so gonna miss my climbing buddy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-KQY2eG0I/AAAAAAAAB-E/71Bu6lSyPoQ/s1600-h/DSC05897.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386175693511859010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-KQY2eG0I/AAAAAAAAB-E/71Bu6lSyPoQ/s320/DSC05897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;this is Ben. so pro! and it's his second time climbing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-KP9I1rXI/AAAAAAAAB98/-xvQ1hEWkkY/s1600-h/DSC05900.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386175686072708466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-KP9I1rXI/AAAAAAAAB98/-xvQ1hEWkkY/s320/DSC05900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Kah Kiat getting his first taste of climbing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-KPSW0eXI/AAAAAAAAB90/FH_R_weeWFI/s1600-h/DSC05901.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386175674588625266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-KPSW0eXI/AAAAAAAAB90/FH_R_weeWFI/s320/DSC05901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; The agile Mel on the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-KO4JxjKI/AAAAAAAAB9s/apRfhbeYzt0/s1600-h/DSC05902.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386175667554585762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-KO4JxjKI/AAAAAAAAB9s/apRfhbeYzt0/s320/DSC05902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; gaya kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-KOCU3bHI/AAAAAAAAB9k/ua7rpboOADQ/s1600-h/DSC05907.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386175653105593458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-KOCU3bHI/AAAAAAAAB9k/ua7rpboOADQ/s320/DSC05907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; this is Alysaa. the real pro..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-GYpx2S8I/AAAAAAAAB9c/R3M79_uGVSw/s1600-h/DSC05908.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386171437448317890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-GYpx2S8I/AAAAAAAAB9c/R3M79_uGVSw/s320/DSC05908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; SURPRISE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-GYP1I26I/AAAAAAAAB9U/J2FZpCmK11k/s1600-h/DSC05909.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386171430482795426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-GYP1I26I/AAAAAAAAB9U/J2FZpCmK11k/s320/DSC05909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Shock!HAha..well who wouldn't be if they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;saw 25 candles on their 19th birthday!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-GXkLc6HI/AAAAAAAAB9M/O9h8rusmvLE/s1600-h/DSC05911.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386171418765224050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-GXkLc6HI/AAAAAAAAB9M/O9h8rusmvLE/s320/DSC05911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; a lot of breath.. and a lot of saliva too.. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-GXIMISTI/AAAAAAAAB9E/FqG9iJ0lAvQ/s1600-h/DSC05913.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386171411251874098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-GXIMISTI/AAAAAAAAB9E/FqG9iJ0lAvQ/s320/DSC05913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Thank you Mel for getting these lovely treats! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-GWamJ6JI/AAAAAAAAB88/qTkGLTadbgs/s1600-h/DSC05914.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386171399013001362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-GWamJ6JI/AAAAAAAAB88/qTkGLTadbgs/s320/DSC05914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; so farnee...this picture is like we're getting an award or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-CS0h-RMI/AAAAAAAAB80/bVimLqSevwg/s1600-h/DSC05915.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386166939208795330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-CS0h-RMI/AAAAAAAAB80/bVimLqSevwg/s320/DSC05915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Eh! Mel you left your 25 candles there! haha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;not revealing anything here btw.. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-CSHpOl-I/AAAAAAAAB8s/ovyFCODX6Ws/s1600-h/DSC05918.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386166927159629794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-CSHpOl-I/AAAAAAAAB8s/ovyFCODX6Ws/s320/DSC05918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; say AHH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-CRdtx5RI/AAAAAAAAB8k/TrH4-m-k-ic/s1600-h/DSC05920.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386166915904431378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-CRdtx5RI/AAAAAAAAB8k/TrH4-m-k-ic/s320/DSC05920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;the little girl who came all the way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;just to sing Happy Birthday. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-CQyDyuXI/AAAAAAAAB8c/xKWS_Z0Zv08/s1600-h/DSC05925.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386166904185600370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-CQyDyuXI/AAAAAAAAB8c/xKWS_Z0Zv08/s320/DSC05925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; yes..we even cam whore in trains too.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-CQfROVFI/AAAAAAAAB8U/VU7-r-Nkh4E/s1600-h/DSC05927.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386166899141661778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-CQfROVFI/AAAAAAAAB8U/VU7-r-Nkh4E/s320/DSC05927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; a perfect sunset to end the day too. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Happy Birthday Rach! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We Love You Rach! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Have fun in SA, we'll keep you in prayer. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-7675518369074629648?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/7675518369074629648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=7675518369074629648' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7675518369074629648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7675518369074629648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/09/rachel-chua.html' title='Rachel Chua :)'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sr-iLdj_uPI/AAAAAAAACAk/z1WX74bdsF4/s72-c/moto_0172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-589391679826279179</id><published>2009-09-20T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T19:40:05.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lone Ranger</title><content type='html'>Sounds kinda cool right? I mean look at Batman, look at Superman. Look at all those heroes in the movies. Aren't they cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are super strong, super humans, super this and that. They are the lone rangers. The ones who say they need no one else, the ones who say they do things alone, the one who say they can handle it without help and the ones who are always in fact the loneliest people in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard of the song that goes.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"one is the loneliest number.."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Notice how well Hollywood disguises lonely people like them? Instead of being the sad, poor souls; their the cool and mysterious heroes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of a lone ranger myself and when someone actually addressed me by that, it felt so totally weird. Yes.. I have to admit that it is a little depressing and pathetic too. I do things alone all the time, I enjoy some personal time and space but it's becoming ridiculously dumb and silly recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I can't say that whatever I did or am doing isn't by choice. What on earth am I grumbling about anyway!? I think I'm going insane.................. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I wasted an entire post on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget it.......I didn't say anything...I'm really going crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-589391679826279179?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/589391679826279179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=589391679826279179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/589391679826279179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/589391679826279179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/09/lone-ranger.html' title='Lone Ranger'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-2775631026127429198</id><published>2009-09-18T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T19:55:00.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From shoes to masks..</title><content type='html'>I put on a new shoe. They say it looks good. I put on a new shoe. It looks cool. I put on a new shoe. It feels cool. I put on a new shoe. It makes my feet ache. My feet aches. I know no pain no gain. I put on a new shoe. I can climb for hours. I wear a harness. I can go higher and higher. I wear a mask. I can act and act and act. I wear a mask. I'm the cunning little rat, the sly fox. I wear a mask. I am her not me. I wear a mask. I think I'm loosing me. I wear a mask. To be or not ot be. I wear a mask. I can say all that is needed. I wear a mask. I can fool the world. I wear a mask. I'm no better than a liar. I wear a mask... I've lost myself. I wear that mask.... He's gone for good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-2775631026127429198?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/2775631026127429198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=2775631026127429198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2775631026127429198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2775631026127429198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/09/from-shoes-to-masks.html' title='From shoes to masks..'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-4849911875711732322</id><published>2009-09-14T19:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T19:55:05.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Things That Made My Monday... :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Monday monday... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;So good to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Monday morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;It was all I hope it would be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I used dread Mondays. Well, they don't call it Monday blues for nothing right? :) but my Monday today is a good one as the mamas and the papas put it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;WHY????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well... it's cause;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. I woke up on the right side of bed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. I actually enjoyed the car ride to the station with my bro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Had a good revision session with Li-Jinh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Kent made me laugh. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;(as usual..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Played badminton with Rachel, Kent and Rachel's Dad &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;(the pastor!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. Laughed a lot during the game.. my skills are crappy but it's fun to play nonetheless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. Had a good lunch! Thank you uncle&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;(rachel's dad)&lt;/span&gt; :D Nyonya food is good! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8. Had Rachel's company to Madmonkeyz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9. Tried on rock climbing shoes for an hour plus...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10. I GOT MYSELF A PAIR OF &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;CRAGSDANCE!!!&lt;/span&gt; XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381288603253067170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sq4teS7BzaI/AAAAAAAAB70/A3mdo2qr9IU/s320/DSC05889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381288611167479698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sq4tewZ-J5I/AAAAAAAAB78/70pU5Sb_0nc/s320/DSC05890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sq4tfnc92yI/AAAAAAAAB8E/nK1nRKtw1ls/s1600-h/DSC05891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381288625943993122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sq4tfnc92yI/AAAAAAAAB8E/nK1nRKtw1ls/s320/DSC05891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381288632499396370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sq4tf_35XxI/AAAAAAAAB8M/Fgd_rQFtzgA/s320/DSC05893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What more can I ask for? :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have a lovely Monday! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/2965331176312379322-4849911875711732322?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/4849911875711732322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=4849911875711732322' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/4849911875711732322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/4849911875711732322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-that-made-my-monday.html' title='The Things That Made My Monday... :)'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/Sq4teS7BzaI/AAAAAAAAB70/A3mdo2qr9IU/s72-c/DSC05889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-6159100123335212589</id><published>2009-09-09T09:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T09:28:21.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Safe Refuge...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I will exalt You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I will exalt You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I will exalt You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;You are my God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My hiding place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My safe refuge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My treasure, Lord, You are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My friend and King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anointed One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Most holy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Because You're with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Because You're with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Because You're with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I will not fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song always calms me. :) I will not fear anything because your with me, Lord. I know your constantly guiding me and your here to take charge of every situation. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-6159100123335212589?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/6159100123335212589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=6159100123335212589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/6159100123335212589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/6159100123335212589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-safe-refuge.html' title='My Safe Refuge...'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-2454328540157607191</id><published>2009-09-07T23:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T00:13:25.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lies lies lies...penniless are they?or so we think...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#336666;"&gt;Lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are all sorts of them. White lie. Noble Lie. Emergency Lie. Bluffing. Perjury. &lt;strong&gt;LIES.&lt;/strong&gt; Is there really such a thing as noble lies? How can lies be noble? Yes, there are the exceptions in every situation.. but.. no matter what kind of lie it is.. it's still a lie. Noble or White. Even withholding the truth is as good as lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe classifying lies is what we think seperates us from being good or bad, evil or noble. Maybe it's to convince ourselves that we did it for the greater good or we did it for the benifit of everyone. But in God's eyes.. there are no distinctions. It is what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lie all the time. I lie too. But we quickly forget about it because it doesn't weigh on us; not that I'm encouraging anyone to tell lies here.. but there are some lies, we wished we had never told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are some lies we wished we never kept and held the truth as a secret.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real question is.. How far would we cross the line for ourselves or for someone? How are we facing it without guilt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It will be bad for one person if I kept quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It will hurt one person if I tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It will hurt everyone if I tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;It will hurt and weigh on me the most if I tell or kept quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;How far am I crossing the line?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-2454328540157607191?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/2454328540157607191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=2454328540157607191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2454328540157607191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2454328540157607191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/09/lies-lies-liespenniless-are-theyor-so.html' title='Lies lies lies...penniless are they?or so we think...'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-7335893142384459124</id><published>2009-09-05T01:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T01:54:12.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charice Pempengco :)</title><content type='html'>MUST WATCH! SHE'S PHENOMENAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the better link. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://piperoo.multiply.com/video/item/23/Charisse_Pempengco_duet_with_Celin"&gt;http://piperoo.multiply.com/video/item/23/Charisse_Pempengco_duet_with_Celin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/R_R_3xa5hoQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/R_R_3xa5hoQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-7335893142384459124?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/7335893142384459124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=7335893142384459124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7335893142384459124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7335893142384459124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/09/charice-pempengco.html' title='Charice Pempengco :)'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-2588405013807065918</id><published>2009-09-04T10:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T10:39:31.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Irreparableness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I HAVE been in the meadows all the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;And gathered there the nosegay that you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Singing within myself as bird or bee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;When such do field-work on a morn of May.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;But, now I look upon my flowers, decay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Has met them in my hands more fatally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Because more warmly clasped,--and sobs are free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;To come instead of songs. What do you say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Sweet counsellors, dear friends ? that I should go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Back straightway to the fields and gather more ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Another, sooth, may do it, but not I !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;My heart is very tired, my strength is low,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;My hands are full of blossoms plucked before,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Held dead within them till myself shall die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- Elizabeth Barrett Browning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-2588405013807065918?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/2588405013807065918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=2588405013807065918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2588405013807065918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/2588405013807065918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/09/irreparableness-i-have-been-in-meadows.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-4801723552460157394</id><published>2009-08-31T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T00:15:50.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yasmin Ahmad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my favorite merdeka ad. Tan Hong Ming is cute! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rAKPwjBd4uM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rAKPwjBd4uM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a touching one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s2XLZsiCBsA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s2XLZsiCBsA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/2965331176312379322-4801723552460157394?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/4801723552460157394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=4801723552460157394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/4801723552460157394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/4801723552460157394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/08/yasmin-ahmad.html' title='Yasmin Ahmad'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-47666179504619268</id><published>2009-08-31T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T15:46:16.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Merdeka~!</title><content type='html'>Today was probably the most interesting Merdeka I had. BRATs had an event today and guess what the activity was?? :)  We had to...........&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Vandalize" the Monorail!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;It was really fun. This event was part of the &lt;a href="http://randomalphabets.com/"&gt;Random Alphabets&lt;/a&gt; movement. Basically, our job was to get on to one monorail per team and decorate the interior while the train operates as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can just imagine all those shocked and dumbfounded faces when we entered the train and started pulling stickers, flags, confetti and sprays out. The passengers were really amused when they saw us running from one end of the train to the other. It was like a live show of 'orang gila doing benda gila' as my friend put it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all had our own jobs and mine was to distribute mini flags and stickers. Some gave me weird stares but some gave me huge grins. It was especially sweet when the children waved the flag and said Merdeka like it meant more than just something we'd shout. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"Hi! Have a flag! Happy Merdeka!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I must have sounded like a recording machine. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Every time the door opens, we would be shouting Merdeka till the door closes. That even made some passengers contemplate if they should actually get on! ;p It was really a priceless experience we all had today!  What a random way to spend my Merdeka. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-47666179504619268?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/47666179504619268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=47666179504619268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/47666179504619268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/47666179504619268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-merdeka.html' title='Happy Merdeka~!'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-5472130436979804864</id><published>2009-08-25T14:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T15:12:16.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1</title><content type='html'>It's ok so far. Doesn't really feel too different from college other than the environment and the people. I miss MCKL only for the people. sigh..they made my 1.5 years really lovely. Ok. Fine.. not all but most of them. :) (you know who you are..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for my first lecture on Social and Business Communication. it sounds hard but apparently it isn't. There's alot of group project involved and an individual orlal presentation before the finals. Well it's called communications after all. Sounds fun to me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food is definitely better here. There's so much variety! There's a lot of varierty in prices too! ;p But I spend a lot on transport everyday. 2.40 from p.jaya to jamek. Then 1.30 to central and finally 2 for the bus to damansara. That's just one way! Need to get those monthly passes and a touch n' go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..have to go for class again. :) Bye! Oh and.. I can finally call myself a uni student. Fu yoh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... I want a picnic! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-5472130436979804864?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/5472130436979804864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=5472130436979804864' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/5472130436979804864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/5472130436979804864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-1.html' title='Day 1'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-7609832494846452671</id><published>2009-08-21T08:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T09:19:25.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An end</title><content type='html'>Yeap.. saying goodbye is a good way to end things, leaving the place is another way to end things and getting my results yesterday is also an end to this chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I do well you'll ask? Hmm..not really. I think I could have done better but oh wells..no point going on about the &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;'coulda', shoulda', 'woulda'&lt;/span&gt;. God is always humorous. Econs is normally my worse subject but I end up getting the best marks for it.. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Econs is a 'B'. Law and Lit is a 'C'. Apparently law and lit subjects has the lowest grades. Just lovely.. and I had to take both the subjects. Sigh... but these two were the best subjects I've taken since spm. I enjoy Lit and Law so much! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Challenging, thought provoking and life changing. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results..it made me feel like the chapter has really closed. Yeap. It's like I see a &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"That's all there is, there isn't anymore."&lt;/span&gt; line appearing on the screen right before the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The End"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; line pops up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Betsy is so happy with my results. Now that's a first. lol! Mrs Dharma was very supportive while (Ms) Mel cheered me up with her company for the rest of the day! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to bolder at Camp 5. Then we caught Up! It's so sweet and meaningful. The music fits perfectly! A really hopeful piece. That movie really made my downs up. Nothing like climbing and a good movie to make my miserable day memorable. I'll watch again with my lil' bro and cousins. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;P/S :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Jen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for all the encouragement. :) Haha..I'll be disturbing you again at HELP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Regina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ms Angeline&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ms Grace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Mrs Dharma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the encouragement as well. :) Good to see all of you again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rach&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kai Li&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Li-Sha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for checking up on me and for making me laugh though I really wanted to cry. Oh and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JLing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for trying to convince me that he's Shonna. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for cheering me up and making my miserable day memorable and fun. Thanks for the movie too! :)  I had fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above all.. Thank you Lord for good and bad results and for all these wonderful people you had brought into my life. They are lovely and a real GEM! Bless them and keep them safe. AMEN! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-7609832494846452671?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/7609832494846452671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=7609832494846452671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7609832494846452671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/7609832494846452671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/08/end.html' title='An end'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-4255136157201933213</id><published>2009-08-20T09:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T10:40:22.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get going..</title><content type='html'>The night before Orientation Day, scared or excited I was pretty prepared to start another chapter of my life. Then God sent me message while I did my devotion. Get going.. aim higher.. push the boundaries further out.. pursue for more.. pursue a better relationship with God.. and live to glorify His name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but I feel like I'll be fine. :) I know that I'm not walking ahead without Him and that is so comforting. When I closed in prayer, I don't know why something made me say, "Lord, teach me and open up my heart to embrace the new and all that's out there for me and at the same time cherish the old."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kinda made me realize that I was still a little reluctant to move on. How I'll miss the people and the memories we made. I always feel sentimental when I have to move on. Feels a little heavy hearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation was okay. HELP is really something different. Too many procedures to go through as well. But what really made my day yesterday was an sms from a special friend. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"Gd morning. 2day is ur orientation rite? All the best. I'm willing to become ur audience when u r sad..good luck.take care. :) "&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Not forgetting others who also messaged. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to go through the entire day without much problem. Made a lot of new friends and met up with the old ones too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... now my biggest worry is the results.sigh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-4255136157201933213?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/4255136157201933213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=4255136157201933213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/4255136157201933213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/4255136157201933213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/08/get-going.html' title='Get going..'/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2965331176312379322.post-6093752519301993164</id><published>2009-08-18T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T01:38:44.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think this one of those days that I thank God so much for calling me His daughter. :) How he watches over every detail and how he cares for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you Lord for everything! :) More importantly.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Thank you for picking me up on my feet again. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2965331176312379322-6093752519301993164?l=mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/6093752519301993164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2965331176312379322&amp;postID=6093752519301993164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/6093752519301993164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2965331176312379322/posts/default/6093752519301993164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mywishingwell-carmen.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-think-this-one-of-those-days-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Carmen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17056367653450428489</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_wnWFh4pkiWI/R1bUqR7ycmI/AAAAAAAAAFI/GTK--W-4_Fc/S220/Carmen+005.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
