tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30052683666329757852024-03-06T05:00:02.342+08:00Paprik LoversLizhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08644343984383077236noreply@blogger.comBlogger60125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-9004743190045933942009-08-23T12:06:00.002+08:002009-08-23T12:08:23.362+08:00Eh guys u know what, we transited like 4 times, 5 airports, before we reach and not even a single plane has a tv. :( It's totally miserable. And I didn't shower for 3 whole days! omg. <div><br /></div><div>Btw this is my new number - 814 441 7332. And yoke peng, it's at&t! :D </div>airinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10227802191033998253noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-71902729218480672132009-08-07T06:30:00.004+08:002009-08-07T06:38:38.398+08:00It's This Time In Year AgainIt's this time in year again. One by one, we left the country for a new life at US.<br /><br />To the first batch of friends flying here soon,<br /><br />Have a safe journey! I am so excited for everyone.<br /><br />To the rest,<br /><br />I am equally excited for you! Have a safe flight too!<br /><br />The flight is going to be really really long. Remember bring something to entertain yourself on the plane if you don't plan to sleep through the entire 18++ hours.<br /><br />p.s.: Austin! Let's have a reunion at US! Maybe....... at Austin? =PYoke Peng 玉萍http://www.blogger.com/profile/14045744763208757215noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-38855229768276906482009-07-24T12:20:00.005+08:002009-07-24T23:43:20.721+08:00A TALE TO REMEMBER OR..NOT!date: 24th July 2009<br />weather: good<br /><br /><br />time: 6.00 am<br />Sleepily, L boarded the train with her mum, hugging her bag filled with documents, to US embassy in Ampang.<br /><br />time: 8.30 am<br />L and her mum reached Ampang Park. After asking directions for the 1234456778th times, they arrived at the aloom, squared building. L displayed her appointment letter and underwent a stringent security check in the entrance <span style="font-size:78%;">*which includes drinking her water to prove that it is not poisioned?*</span><br /><br />L then dragged herself into the building <span style="font-size:78%;">(after being forcefully separated from her mum XD)</span> and was asked to take out the documents such as the forms, passport etc etc..<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">BOOM!</span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"> </span>L's heart sank as she rummaged her bag for the documents. <span style="font-size:180%;">Where is that damn thing? </span><br /><br /><br /><br />Reality sank in L 5 minutes later. She forgot her<span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"> </span><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">PASSPORT</span>!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span>-end of story-</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span>eL tInkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01875704641374347818noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-2597896754172795522009-07-23T21:36:00.005+08:002009-07-23T21:43:52.668+08:00playing with PIcasa<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGN3TC8wmsZWgiZsq1rYrGivUXk_5934EOBQon88Lk7Dx-LItyv3rJJFv_clVELIHtX5FEUDvuQOP2x9ZUcV4gGWqXCosPBKfnRym_kfBI7jygNYc8lnx2qjeD1z6dVIUlZdNvXAFZd0zL/s1600-h/AISM+frens%3Dp.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGN3TC8wmsZWgiZsq1rYrGivUXk_5934EOBQon88Lk7Dx-LItyv3rJJFv_clVELIHtX5FEUDvuQOP2x9ZUcV4gGWqXCosPBKfnRym_kfBI7jygNYc8lnx2qjeD1z6dVIUlZdNvXAFZd0zL/s320/AISM+frens%3Dp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361649304533937074" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW0S4sg_7lUHmMIYW91m-ynP_0q-rqwxtJW92zu2tA-YetBqlS223s6BHuu-RI288SHiUcvumC9kFdFGDiP7SYvGNmKSjb2oStcxZZx8oLjTjZnFvRwHmEucI38WMeQf2JakmcNZ-67iz2/s1600-h/INTEC.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW0S4sg_7lUHmMIYW91m-ynP_0q-rqwxtJW92zu2tA-YetBqlS223s6BHuu-RI288SHiUcvumC9kFdFGDiP7SYvGNmKSjb2oStcxZZx8oLjTjZnFvRwHmEucI38WMeQf2JakmcNZ-67iz2/s320/INTEC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361649701890076002" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid7-rznKhNi_UtUtmcRD-PFIgKECw7fO-Nh9i30B95LQB89j2X6K36EmWpF4-lonW0bOADxTUsjii3Brat-K-2-YVEgypcPWMc_yj3NtkVOwNdQh46c_kZramD4Ol-TnOmCM7obsfNYL6x/s1600-h/IMG_5556.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid7-rznKhNi_UtUtmcRD-PFIgKECw7fO-Nh9i30B95LQB89j2X6K36EmWpF4-lonW0bOADxTUsjii3Brat-K-2-YVEgypcPWMc_yj3NtkVOwNdQh46c_kZramD4Ol-TnOmCM7obsfNYL6x/s320/IMG_5556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361650100498179762" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHtijUrQVVcciEJFUhxI6-nxg_Dvg1cXbwjKYt7X7vVNWhWoJaKSGfwvCj30zA1hyyxfcfN0dlxL7lLw9UYw-eR8e1yKJL0qFyWbdJ31wyI6g0NqN_ugsGR_6RvJiZ27LHKXCGZ_tpN1EP/s1600-h/IMG_5556+-+Copy.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHtijUrQVVcciEJFUhxI6-nxg_Dvg1cXbwjKYt7X7vVNWhWoJaKSGfwvCj30zA1hyyxfcfN0dlxL7lLw9UYw-eR8e1yKJL0qFyWbdJ31wyI6g0NqN_ugsGR_6RvJiZ27LHKXCGZ_tpN1EP/s320/IMG_5556+-+Copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361650402720444034" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I have better things to do...but, I'M LAZY!</span></span><br /></div>Sabrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-44429220828232819322009-07-12T22:36:00.002+08:002009-07-12T22:38:32.429+08:00Quick update<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >I'm home, but I don't want to be home.<br /><br />I'm sick, and I'm afraid that it might be swine flu.<br /><br />Just a quick post to say that I'm back from NZ. Will not be writing anything about NZ. I'm afraid that I will cry if I start writing. Feelings are still raw, and the memories still strong. Will be posting more pictures on Facebook soon.</span><br /><br />-SabrinaSabrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-85493402367124749172009-06-20T18:03:00.006+08:002009-06-20T21:47:59.506+08:00A Walk to Stardom =)hey peeps<br /><br />Our graduation dinner in Royale Bintang Damansara marked the end of our college life in INTEC, UiTM. Many AWESOME memories were created that night; good food, beautiful people, crazy dance and of course the full usage of tons of cameras. =P<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv1oxRt-HCFgwuvLJ1y0g8-DzfSsGfILgEKSdX58KmAhrLcoGdaOd-dBZVP7FmrPoUJJG74UOgvbRN4uJ91mTwJeaXYD_mtBcTRwfHIiKrEQbW8pCQKYarxtCkUbpKZ3j6RinKocDtdRA/s1600-h/group.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 149px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv1oxRt-HCFgwuvLJ1y0g8-DzfSsGfILgEKSdX58KmAhrLcoGdaOd-dBZVP7FmrPoUJJG74UOgvbRN4uJ91mTwJeaXYD_mtBcTRwfHIiKrEQbW8pCQKYarxtCkUbpKZ3j6RinKocDtdRA/s200/group.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349350342403318770" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT7sFrWYz1Nf9W8e65LvN6we4L6e1ao0F9xoOBc7NWhR-dlbHY9OwrqcEevoEPADqpRiQmKwX4uwZx27z_xe2uZDQnFNbvQqCreqnm9u8-ixKryZogkOptpIgVrxLwM0B4CBcyER5jtDk/s1600-h/engineering.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 149px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT7sFrWYz1Nf9W8e65LvN6we4L6e1ao0F9xoOBc7NWhR-dlbHY9OwrqcEevoEPADqpRiQmKwX4uwZx27z_xe2uZDQnFNbvQqCreqnm9u8-ixKryZogkOptpIgVrxLwM0B4CBcyER5jtDk/s200/engineering.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349350614923971778" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh86npyZm6QBAV25TK3K66Rv7LdAxprrFXkT61IHZH-bdlzpLZuwQ9JMaGvTrBACKA5noZwwU2VOu7gDKaKgOMRoNUMr-CVn5xcA4JjcpM71o7yRnV006C9lbTpVmBz3_VaTljpaf-CI-4/s1600-h/5061_106720580016_697100016_2061862_3086352_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh86npyZm6QBAV25TK3K66Rv7LdAxprrFXkT61IHZH-bdlzpLZuwQ9JMaGvTrBACKA5noZwwU2VOu7gDKaKgOMRoNUMr-CVn5xcA4JjcpM71o7yRnV006C9lbTpVmBz3_VaTljpaf-CI-4/s200/5061_106720580016_697100016_2061862_3086352_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349352208963285074" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />p/s sorry for the extremely tiny pics..pls do check out facebook for more pics =)eL tInkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01875704641374347818noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-5596591073514637232009-06-05T11:27:00.006+08:002009-06-05T11:43:53.801+08:00M.E. ME<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Was packing up all my stuff because I'm moving to a new house at the end of the year. Stumbled upon some pictures of me when I was young (now so old already lol)... </span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo1paxBFFuuGSxkzX_qpXaveqbdWV_DRHAdx23_fLqFtrM4B41T53sJ_HuLSeIHjxvzV59GHGuRIECtLF7Im24YHejnEdmGvW0BqGjw3WQJwPk-oraSAzXmRIoSdsB7kqzfMvHz5vBsbnL/s1600-h/DSCN0534.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgo1paxBFFuuGSxkzX_qpXaveqbdWV_DRHAdx23_fLqFtrM4B41T53sJ_HuLSeIHjxvzV59GHGuRIECtLF7Im24YHejnEdmGvW0BqGjw3WQJwPk-oraSAzXmRIoSdsB7kqzfMvHz5vBsbnL/s320/DSCN0534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343680172791707682" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">I was a REALLY fat baby T.T</span> </div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb5QZ3uLgVunG6D_n81dvgAczt-7mNSAj18D-UTA7nEGdhaSEpW77DjqEyHbF9BmFbQ81iROjG3EW4QDnwYy_4GKB09c87uj-LU6OvYaym37BF8fzFQYP6FNO1k-FCvIGGsxlkv1SG26zM/s1600-h/DSCN0535.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb5QZ3uLgVunG6D_n81dvgAczt-7mNSAj18D-UTA7nEGdhaSEpW77DjqEyHbF9BmFbQ81iROjG3EW4QDnwYy_4GKB09c87uj-LU6OvYaym37BF8fzFQYP6FNO1k-FCvIGGsxlkv1SG26zM/s320/DSCN0535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343680586632330258" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">See how much I like to eat! Sigh...Cannot resist when I have so much food in front of me!<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyKjfwe9dxM-GYJq5fgXBJrCaFvoiJKZ1ubxC28Q__Bk_HCDADHCgU5ZoWzxYXxfXI3-OQB5G8NO1Wh0goZam3s5YkcFBcpeI-2GFrW39zIu9_EDdnEHTafjQqVk8ksc-FgK4ATXTSfDni/s1600-h/DSCN0539.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyKjfwe9dxM-GYJq5fgXBJrCaFvoiJKZ1ubxC28Q__Bk_HCDADHCgU5ZoWzxYXxfXI3-OQB5G8NO1Wh0goZam3s5YkcFBcpeI-2GFrW39zIu9_EDdnEHTafjQqVk8ksc-FgK4ATXTSfDni/s320/DSCN0539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343681174577986434" border="0" /></a>Then, I went into a phase when I hated taking pictures. See how grumpy I was?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-0mWnfuJWZPa2OG_qEYznY2CKYTB0PRgeFJ135FXDin2qIloaQM5kSuG_2zz4nXsJtG6j2EikTjA-IAowqEUOAOIkadWA_8FKn3AJ9YWmolbZ0_1My0SdfMWezHrjdicfLOFVopyrCUmT/s1600-h/DSCN0543.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-0mWnfuJWZPa2OG_qEYznY2CKYTB0PRgeFJ135FXDin2qIloaQM5kSuG_2zz4nXsJtG6j2EikTjA-IAowqEUOAOIkadWA_8FKn3AJ9YWmolbZ0_1My0SdfMWezHrjdicfLOFVopyrCUmT/s320/DSCN0543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343681914693948274" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Hmm...</span>I guess I LOVE taking photos at this point of time in life lol.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8vOq53gMcyqsw32sIBb_Uj74M9hDSWgn1h5XFzDAM9DOv7604JEpY_5jw-3AEHkJ7AqCXUYqpiAXjSx-Zxx3GNSGyRW2GmjAgv7n_AzJK8MRnABd2OxuNZtwc3kPShUbGuhSV_thpB7QE/s1600-h/DSCN0545.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8vOq53gMcyqsw32sIBb_Uj74M9hDSWgn1h5XFzDAM9DOv7604JEpY_5jw-3AEHkJ7AqCXUYqpiAXjSx-Zxx3GNSGyRW2GmjAgv7n_AzJK8MRnABd2OxuNZtwc3kPShUbGuhSV_thpB7QE/s320/DSCN0545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343682674303091954" border="0" /></a>Primary 5. My brother was so much cuter then lol. I was so thin last time, even though I eat and eat and eat all the time. Why am I so fat now? Why? =(<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /></span></div>Sabrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-1430946973359668452009-05-26T20:41:00.000+08:002009-05-26T20:42:12.040+08:00plese help? =phey guys =D<br /><br />As most of you know, I'm going to Thailand this August, and I will be joining a group called SEALNet (you can check it out on <a href="http://www.sealnetonline.org%29/" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"><span>http://www.sealnetonline.o</span><wbr><span class="word_break"></span>rg)</a>. Basically, SEALNet serves the community in Southeast Asia, promoting the spirit of service leadership in the region.<br /><br />I will be involved in a project that aims to engage students in active learning. We will also be renovating the school library to encourage students to visit the library.<br /><br />All this requires money, and therefore, I ask you guys to please help us achieve our goals. You can donate any amount you wish, 10 dollar, RM10, 100 baht, 500 baht, 1 dollar...anything. =p<br /><br />Instructions on how to donate can be found on <a href="http://www.sealnetonline.org/donate" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"><span>http://www.sealnetonline.o</span><wbr><span class="word_break"></span>rg/donate</a>.<br /><br />Please let me know if you are willing to donate. My team members and I (as well as the little kids in Thailand) will be really grateful! =D<br /><br />Thanks!Sabrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-372131652876873692009-05-26T20:04:00.003+08:002009-05-26T20:18:49.173+08:00感慨篇转眼间,我已是个大学生了。那天与朋友搞聚集会,发现我们所谈的话题都与以前不一样了。中学时的我们,谈的都是与学业有关的,例如SPM, 补习, 考试,功课等。 现在的我们谈的却都是什么人生观啦,世界经济啦,钱不够用啦等。哎,老了,老了。<br /><br />just trying to write something in Chinese, hehe...Sabrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-69745626383398078802009-05-22T10:21:00.004+08:002009-05-22T10:36:01.396+08:00casting..depending..relying..In your presence i am content<br />You're altogether lovely.worthy.wonderful to me.<br /><br />For every answered prayer<br />and i admit i do take them for granted sometimes yet u have your own reasons for why some of them are not being answered.<br />we might not understand and that is when we start doubting you.<br />Questioning why.<br />For always being there.I know you are but sometimes i fail and end up neglecting you.<br />For love that hears us when we call<br />For arms that lift us when we fall.<br />Anytime.Everyday.Everywhere.Everytime.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">You have always been right beside us.<br />Leading us all along the way.The path you have for us.<br />And we've made it through<br />Because of you.<br /><br />For days we cannot see<br />Wondering.Pondering to ourselves.<br />Where are you when we needed you?<br />For all that's yet to be<br />The trials we may have to face<br />When we'll be leaning on your grace<br />It will be your strength that save us<br />Teaching.Guiding.Providing us the wisdom to do so.<br />Your love that makes us strong.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: right;">I am learning.<br />I am only in the beginning of the journey and there's lots more for me to walk and experience with you.<br /><div style="text-align: right;">Throughout these few years you've been guiding me.<br /></div>Sending him over to keep an eye on me.<br /><div style="text-align: left;"> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikt6Alc0Oyawa2Vy1i_F2GXvIH-E3wogfVXrtnM-01shtbOBk-EcMnfNRG5D2tABDEvTWB7VrqkJmZNwnVYBScyqYaPzNHZBtBpmqrLU3Tsw0FuIQA3AdWcTLNExGCCG78kxyAc06QLU0/s1600-h/prayer.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 123px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikt6Alc0Oyawa2Vy1i_F2GXvIH-E3wogfVXrtnM-01shtbOBk-EcMnfNRG5D2tABDEvTWB7VrqkJmZNwnVYBScyqYaPzNHZBtBpmqrLU3Tsw0FuIQA3AdWcTLNExGCCG78kxyAc06QLU0/s200/prayer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338468341224308466" border="0" /></a> <br /><div style="text-align: right;">Cast all your anxiety on him for he cares for you.<br /></div></div>I am.casting everything onto you.<br />Depending and relying on you fully<br /><br /><br /></div>eL tInkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01875704641374347818noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-80806103296463193932009-05-20T17:11:00.001+08:002009-05-20T17:12:41.773+08:00Please support, thank you thank you! =phttp://www.justmeans.com/competitionidea/18664/promoteidea.html<br /><br />please support =) a friend of mine wants to go on a trip to Thailand!Sabrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-80651103022782404122009-05-18T21:15:00.003+08:002009-05-18T21:27:26.486+08:00home...and loving it (sort of)I'm home. But, I'm kinda bored. My dad took position as the Health Minister, banning me from going out for a week, for fear of me infecting other people with my non-existence swine flu =p.<br /><br />So, I've been stuck at home, stalking people on Facebook, watching Singaporean dramas (where did my TVB drama on TV3 go to??? ='( ), and reading Archie comics.<br /><br />I've finally had fish (thanks, mum!). Real fish, not deep-fried fillets. I've had my kolo mee (blissful look on my face now) and my seafood tomyam beehoon from jojo cafe. My aunt cooked fern with belachan, and I'm waiting for my "bak moi" (meat porridge) tomorrow, teehehe. Now, I want my laksa, tomato mee, gu bak mee, wanton soup, maggi goreng, nasi goreng pattaya, paprik, sweet noodle......Sabrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-1995022660428646392009-05-11T08:43:00.018+08:002009-05-11T09:42:18.770+08:00Not a freshman, but a rising sophomore...Finals are over, and I know I owe everyone a post. Sorry.<br /><br />*****************************************************************************************<br /><br />This semester has been incredible. Masquerade Ball, Spring, Northeast Malaysian Forum, Spring Fling, and Hey Day were the highlights of this semester.<br /><br />1. Masquerade Ball:<br />First prom ever. Enough said. =)<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig4GmQbRJUR3TsnycuPUAyP6nNpvZoRQyEC2pG6LPfelWMlcPZrwtXfN8Izne4UXJaP9ZBCTZjQBKmsLgHD_Ot0r7ivoqOq04K_9Nxi0F4DiJVRfIyzt9lfUZWDLDfuZ3feB81g5Iigm6Q/s1600-h/P1000347.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig4GmQbRJUR3TsnycuPUAyP6nNpvZoRQyEC2pG6LPfelWMlcPZrwtXfN8Izne4UXJaP9ZBCTZjQBKmsLgHD_Ot0r7ivoqOq04K_9Nxi0F4DiJVRfIyzt9lfUZWDLDfuZ3feB81g5Iigm6Q/s320/P1000347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334364551178878770" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEJkvEwj3ySDODHbgt1mKN52j1qKnhP9M8peqduo7uFBuqYEBHuoBJjV4hxCJmOCCiGxhippmEcRBH2i7raMN1qDolwyN5oXzy6GHfC-KtooLiOO9yeQWoPBz5NJt1SKOOHjGmP_88o6PT/s1600-h/P1000365.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEJkvEwj3ySDODHbgt1mKN52j1qKnhP9M8peqduo7uFBuqYEBHuoBJjV4hxCJmOCCiGxhippmEcRBH2i7raMN1qDolwyN5oXzy6GHfC-KtooLiOO9yeQWoPBz5NJt1SKOOHjGmP_88o6PT/s320/P1000365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334365191925979218" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />2. Spring:<br />Winter went away, and out came the sun. Cherry blossoms were everywhere for a week. Next spring, cherry blossoms in D.C.!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQmCbJBfuyqLYSks67NNd3Bo4EPOGPm6-pOuPR7fXVVuUcGrZg66h1F0IFiS6tnkcGIWClaZaptoxHXS1x0tOf3Jx-lnpehUo2F8VJFYTpWxFSbmoAVyohpULaXAgXhSdDAcIGHIkQMKGF/s1600-h/DSCN0279.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQmCbJBfuyqLYSks67NNd3Bo4EPOGPm6-pOuPR7fXVVuUcGrZg66h1F0IFiS6tnkcGIWClaZaptoxHXS1x0tOf3Jx-lnpehUo2F8VJFYTpWxFSbmoAVyohpULaXAgXhSdDAcIGHIkQMKGF/s320/DSCN0279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334365903632619522" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigQ5tGLbUGiXd1YoszqxMbbIBeSL4wI7aYwEtSiJc0YnPMukLZWOHOYt_20Cuvgl-LBayvJXWh3BTRFr1mC0MMnrn1P4jt_JNm1I9DAczqPtKLgvcaQIuQpV08PqkrjCKZ9169Mgu1-z7S/s1600-h/DSCN0298.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigQ5tGLbUGiXd1YoszqxMbbIBeSL4wI7aYwEtSiJc0YnPMukLZWOHOYt_20Cuvgl-LBayvJXWh3BTRFr1mC0MMnrn1P4jt_JNm1I9DAczqPtKLgvcaQIuQpV08PqkrjCKZ9169Mgu1-z7S/s320/DSCN0298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334366613421049394" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2_wd1OGu-Fjyhwv4R3jXG28j2CjCfxKjipXlugnhodbDDIqtbyeGmTVF1956mNeIlI6URW1DHm9o3_geNS5a0C1ha-kY2WIOetLz-cwk8d-sWkqQzPw39vGz3shTUtBlWmXTwSdUutL2_/s1600-h/DSCN0313.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2_wd1OGu-Fjyhwv4R3jXG28j2CjCfxKjipXlugnhodbDDIqtbyeGmTVF1956mNeIlI6URW1DHm9o3_geNS5a0C1ha-kY2WIOetLz-cwk8d-sWkqQzPw39vGz3shTUtBlWmXTwSdUutL2_/s320/DSCN0313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334366815705864706" border="0" /></a><br />3. Northeast Malaysian Forum:<br />Met up with fellow Malaysians whom I've heard about but never met. Went to Yale, my dream school (you all know this lah). Discussed issues close to my heart. Met up with Jian Wei. Had a lot of fun lah, despite having a chem midterm the same week. No pictures for this one. Sorry.<br /><br /><br />4. Spring Fling:<br />The most amazing weekend ever. The weather was perfect. After weeks of rain and wind, Mr. Sun came out. Fried Oreos, Akon, Guster, group performances, friends...what more can I ask for?<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS0RsjUHx17wJ0-UtKJqwcldrWw0hAJMWQuNkPUqKKQabqbp12GJLBpn7rY5g_DGE7NmMvJYib3f4n6OnGhsnlAX9vl59-esy98JWjk8SbYajXwV-OjMpySVFjl4iFLpLL8HA60fI7Cn4v/s1600-h/DSCN0350.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS0RsjUHx17wJ0-UtKJqwcldrWw0hAJMWQuNkPUqKKQabqbp12GJLBpn7rY5g_DGE7NmMvJYib3f4n6OnGhsnlAX9vl59-esy98JWjk8SbYajXwV-OjMpySVFjl4iFLpLL8HA60fI7Cn4v/s320/DSCN0350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334369552529414786" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDlKPwb5JT27yKGHuh-7D6VQqehcHNuliZywoqIePDA1oBCOnhZEObLCoapt9Mr-4SwsDZfjVPJ92w1djXKt1ITV1GQlNxFXFgEpWC7Xar9cRTt9FR82P7FzMVb-nG3-LR4FgF3AlPoeD_/s1600-h/fling+1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDlKPwb5JT27yKGHuh-7D6VQqehcHNuliZywoqIePDA1oBCOnhZEObLCoapt9Mr-4SwsDZfjVPJ92w1djXKt1ITV1GQlNxFXFgEpWC7Xar9cRTt9FR82P7FzMVb-nG3-LR4FgF3AlPoeD_/s320/fling+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334369683199807330" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLX2m_DU9Yat1WVV0c5i9nGIdNvt7A1pO8RqrLv8Rxe2RcCix6zYwevpZXkRXwORgAxCb9LqG31WAa_Ku0zlTp6-p0zLWhyphenhyphen7OEVGPQtHGAejLMssF3gJXAcLO9fSsZ6KLOHcfCvNyi9Y16/s1600-h/DSCN0391.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLX2m_DU9Yat1WVV0c5i9nGIdNvt7A1pO8RqrLv8Rxe2RcCix6zYwevpZXkRXwORgAxCb9LqG31WAa_Ku0zlTp6-p0zLWhyphenhyphen7OEVGPQtHGAejLMssF3gJXAcLO9fSsZ6KLOHcfCvNyi9Y16/s320/DSCN0391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334369839497024786" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">a camel! i know, some "secret" frat rented a camel for fling.<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><br />5. Hey Day:<br />The juniors walks down Locust Walk, and everyone just throws eggs, mayo, mustard, ketchup, fish sauce, flour etc at them. But...they are not the only ones who get dirty! Once they get hyped up, they will start chasing after you to hug you.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4KaYGlb0E0Q49YJFSpREu-FjBS5Uvvmwm9jet1Eq4vrf9S40ntXSSg3lLxttEDz9OY7iBnGjJ5cyFr3X9dAZ_SJIZ8-mommtRzPylxDYpZFEzfZR5opQU44ibl7HJg6RR0VqnX7zcE_Wb/s1600-h/n740265567_2941305_795477.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4KaYGlb0E0Q49YJFSpREu-FjBS5Uvvmwm9jet1Eq4vrf9S40ntXSSg3lLxttEDz9OY7iBnGjJ5cyFr3X9dAZ_SJIZ8-mommtRzPylxDYpZFEzfZR5opQU44ibl7HJg6RR0VqnX7zcE_Wb/s320/n740265567_2941305_795477.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334373516451260626" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkpTe_k46nKn_Os1Rm-2JL1ISu3dF21IctqsvFL5-TdcqJMrD3FoDSKnxfGkkQNlw4pGykbWb5s21mDeRhSsEcSFJwBIxIZhCEtoR9ckos6bKQ7LiNMRlOu7wYsdKegZWWPupHycub7ygh/s1600-h/DSCN0405.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkpTe_k46nKn_Os1Rm-2JL1ISu3dF21IctqsvFL5-TdcqJMrD3FoDSKnxfGkkQNlw4pGykbWb5s21mDeRhSsEcSFJwBIxIZhCEtoR9ckos6bKQ7LiNMRlOu7wYsdKegZWWPupHycub7ygh/s320/DSCN0405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334372994645294594" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr70PmlDDgWJZKHmywlc7iTZ7NCbzEFOqZcuNzs_RWMAV6iY8Eymduz21JZdZEoqRbgFd6pdtCnVOccQ5tvHFXr_UU_w-0wawX8IqphXHGTZugy4PuK_gG4aR5kSI4yhen0HLgIApUAviG/s1600-h/DSCN0424.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr70PmlDDgWJZKHmywlc7iTZ7NCbzEFOqZcuNzs_RWMAV6iY8Eymduz21JZdZEoqRbgFd6pdtCnVOccQ5tvHFXr_UU_w-0wawX8IqphXHGTZugy4PuK_gG4aR5kSI4yhen0HLgIApUAviG/s320/DSCN0424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334373175570177010" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The semester has come to an end, and sad to say, I am not a freshman anymore. I can't believe a year has passed. Everyone has started packing, and in 2 days time, no one will be around anymore. Where has time flew to?<br /></div></div>Sabrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-39320121277153487132009-03-28T21:30:00.004+08:002009-03-28T21:42:34.781+08:00Follow My Life: Snippets of Class Blog<span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemTitle" >Post on February 26 2009</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" > </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemLinks" ><a href="https://courseweb.library.upenn.edu/webapps/lobj-journal-bb_bb60/blog/WRIT039-305-2009A/course/20090226_9?cmd=VerifyDelete" title="delete this blog entry"></a></span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemInfo" >Created on Thursday, 02/26/2009 8:45 PM by <a class="expoLink" title="Visit Shin-Jing's expo site" target="content" href="https://courseweb.library.upenn.edu/webapps/lobj-expo-bb_bb60/user/D5173CFFDE8B88E2/">Shin-Jing Lim</a> </span> <br /> <br /> <p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><img src="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&postID=3932012127715348713" alt="" />The discussion we had this morning was really interesting. As we were discussing, I was trying to recall what types of book I read as a child. I remember that most of my picture books were related to animals. We had the popular "sang kancil" (mouse deer) who was cunning and smart, the "sang rimau" (tiger) who was brave and fierce, and the "sang buaya" (crocodile) who kept trying to catch "sang kancil" but was always outwitted. We had picture books with people on them too, and those books incorporate the three main races in Malaysia: Malay, Chinese, and Indian. I was never really exposed to books like "Dick and Jane". However, I felt like I've read them. I don't know why.</p><p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">____________________________________________________________________<span class="contentItemTitle" style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></p><p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemTitle" >Post on March 1 2009</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemInfo" >Created on Sunday, 03/01/2009 8:29 PM by <a class="expoLink" title="Visit Shin-Jing's expo site" target="content" href="https://courseweb.library.upenn.edu/webapps/lobj-expo-bb_bb60/user/D5173CFFDE8B88E2/">Shin-Jing Lim</a> </span> <br /> <br /> </p><div id="content-1"> I just got back from Penn State, and I'm amazed by the difference in culture. I never knew that state schools were so into sports (forgive me, I'm not from the states). I absolutely love the ice cream Penn State produces as well!!!<br /><br />____________________________________________________________________<br /><span class="contentItemTitle"><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" >Post on March 2 2009</span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemInfo" >Created on Monday, 03/02/2009 2:39 PM by <a class="expoLink" title="Visit Shin-Jing's expo site" target="content" href="https://courseweb.library.upenn.edu/webapps/lobj-expo-bb_bb60/user/D5173CFFDE8B88E2/">Shin-Jing Lim</a> </span> <br /> <br /> <p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">The wind was so strong, I could barely lift up my head and walk to my classes. The cold wind did nothing to wake me up though. </p> <p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">I can't wait for spring break. It has been a long semester, and I am starting to feel REALLY tired. </p> <p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">But, still, I don't want the semester to come to an end.<br /></p><p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">____________________________________________________________________</p><p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemTitle" >Post on March 3 2009</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemInfo" >Created on Tuesday, 03/03/2009 10:45 PM by <a class="expoLink" title="Visit Shin-Jing's expo site" target="content" href="https://courseweb.library.upenn.edu/webapps/lobj-expo-bb_bb60/user/D5173CFFDE8B88E2/">Shin-Jing Lim</a> </span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span> <br /> </p><ul xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><li>I have no idea what I would like to write for my final project as well. There's so many topics to choose from, I don't know where to start.</li></ul> <ul xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><li>I have been really unattentive in class today, tuning out most of what the professors were saying. </li></ul> <ul><li>I went to the talk by the World Bank president. It was pretty disappointing. </li></ul>____________________________________________________________________<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemTitle" >Post on March 4 2009</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" > </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemLinks" ><a href="https://courseweb.library.upenn.edu/webapps/lobj-journal-bb_bb60/blog/WRIT039-305-2009A/course/20090304_4?cmd=VerifyDelete" title="delete this blog entry"></a></span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemInfo" >Created on Wednesday, 03/04/2009 4:10 PM by <a class="expoLink" title="Visit Shin-Jing's expo site" target="content" href="https://courseweb.library.upenn.edu/webapps/lobj-expo-bb_bb60/user/D5173CFFDE8B88E2/">Shin-Jing Lim</a> </span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span> <br /> <div id="content-9"> <p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">I agree with Sofia that as college students, we do not always have time to connect to our real emotions due to the fast paced atmosphere. The other day, my friend told me that her roommate's dad just lost his job. Her roommate cried for a bit, wiped of her tears, and continued studying for her midterm. </p> <p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">It's sad how we are not allowed time to just connect to our inner feelings and feel whatever we want to feel. Instead, we are thrown into a world that does not wait for you if you choose to step back and cry.</p><p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">____________________________________________________________________</p><p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemTitle" >Post on March 5 2009</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemInfo" >Created on Thursday, 03/05/2009 11:30 PM by <a class="expoLink" title="Visit Shin-Jing's expo site" target="content" href="https://courseweb.library.upenn.edu/webapps/lobj-expo-bb_bb60/user/D5173CFFDE8B88E2/">Shin-Jing Lim</a> </span> <br /> <br /> </p><div id="content-4"> <p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">I was going to write about circumcision as a rite of passage among African girls ,Shelby. However, I changed my topic to "hazing" and I'm pretty excited about it. I know hazing is banned, but I believe it's still going on right now.</p> <p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">I just came back from watching CATS, and my mind is filled with jellicle songs and jellicle cats. </p> </div> ____________________________________________________________________<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemTitle" >Post on March 6 2009</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" > </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemInfo" >Created on Friday, 03/06/2009 12:25 AM by <a class="expoLink" title="Visit Shin-Jing's expo site" target="content" href="https://courseweb.library.upenn.edu/webapps/lobj-expo-bb_bb60/user/D5173CFFDE8B88E2/">Shin-Jing Lim</a> </span> <br /> <br /> <div id="content-2"> I have this crazy idea about changing my topic to "flirting"...... Should I? </div> <br />____________________________________________________________________<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemTitle" >Post on March 15 2009</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" > </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemInfo" >Created on Sunday, 03/15/2009 12:09 PM by <a class="expoLink" title="Visit Shin-Jing's expo site" target="content" href="https://courseweb.library.upenn.edu/webapps/lobj-expo-bb_bb60/user/D5173CFFDE8B88E2/">Shin-Jing Lim</a> </span> <br /> <br /> <p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">Break is almost over, and I'm feeling panicky now. I hate it when there's midterms, papers, applications and quizzes after a break; I can't seem to enjoy my break properly. Fingers crossed. I hope everything goes well.</p> <p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">I did not go home over the break, considering that it takes almost a day to fly back to where I come from. So, I went to DC. I like it there. But, I fell sick, vomited the whole day, waited for 4 hours to see a doctor, and had to be given IV drips in the end because I was dehydrated. Not a nice experience...</p><p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">____________________________________________________________________</p><p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemTitle" >Post on March 17 2009</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemInfo" >Created on Tuesday, 03/17/2009 4:27 PM by <a class="expoLink" title="Visit Shin-Jing's expo site" target="content" href="https://courseweb.library.upenn.edu/webapps/lobj-expo-bb_bb60/user/D5173CFFDE8B88E2/">Shin-Jing Lim</a> </span> <br /> <br /> </p><p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">I love the Mary Jane candy. Even though it was a bit hard, it was nice to sucked on. I love candies with butter in them. It definitely cheered me up. This week is just a bad, bad week for me.</p><p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">____________________________________________________________________</p><p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemTitle" >Post on March 21 2009</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemInfo" >Created on Sunday, 03/22/2009 12:06 AM by <a class="expoLink" title="Visit Shin-Jing's expo site" target="content" href="https://courseweb.library.upenn.edu/webapps/lobj-expo-bb_bb60/user/D5173CFFDE8B88E2/">Shin-Jing Lim</a> </span> <br /> <br /> </p><div id="content-14"> <p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">It's technically Sunday, so I'm going to write my blogpost now before I forget tomorrow. </p> <p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"> I've started reading The Kite Runner, and even though I've read it before, it still captures my attention. I'm actually really happy we are having Kite Runner as one of our readings, as it gives me an excuse to read a story book even though I have 3 midterms, 3 quizzes and 2 papers due next week. </p> </div> ____________________________________________________________________<br /><span class="contentItemTitle"><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" >Post on March 25 2009</span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" > </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemInfo" >Created on Wednesday, 03/25/2009 12:24 AM by <a class="expoLink" title="Visit Shin-Jing's expo site" target="content" href="https://courseweb.library.upenn.edu/webapps/lobj-expo-bb_bb60/user/D5173CFFDE8B88E2/">Shin-Jing Lim</a> </span> <br /> <br /> <div id="content-5"> <p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">WOW, there are so many new entries! I want to read every single one of them, but Physics is calling me from afar.SIGH.</p> <p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">Econ midterm was ok, I think I did pretty well. So, 3 down, 2 more to go!</p> <p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">Today's class was informative. I'm always scared when it comes to writing paper, because I am afraid that one day I will be accused of plagiarizing without even knowing it! I mean, sometimes you think that you are paraphrasing, but in actual fact, you are not. </p> <p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">If I ever get caught for plagiarizing, I did not mean it! I did it without knowing it!<br /></p><p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">____________________________________________________________________</p><p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemTitle" >Post on March 26 2009</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemInfo" >Created on Thursday, 03/26/2009 10:33 PM by <a class="expoLink" title="Visit Shin-Jing's expo site" target="content" href="https://courseweb.library.upenn.edu/webapps/lobj-expo-bb_bb60/user/D5173CFFDE8B88E2/">Shin-Jing Lim</a> </span> <br /> <br /> </p><div id="content-4"> <p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">I just want to shout, "MATH IS SO BAD!!!"</p> <p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">All I want to do now is watch a chick flick with a tub of ice cream in front of me. </p> <p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">I'm going to finish The Kite Runner tonight.<br /></p><p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml">____________________________________________________________________<br /></p> </div> </div><br /> </div><br /></div>Sabrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-35643220572997932142009-03-21T23:02:00.002+08:002009-03-21T23:05:13.924+08:00arghhhhh#$%^&*()_&^$#@what a week! and in 'sekelip mata', it's time to go back college, resuming back all the mundane classes+assignments+tests+quizzes<br /><br />in another month, our forth sem will be over..and *squels in delight*, starts our summer sem.. =D<br /><br />i can't waiteL tInkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01875704641374347818noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-18746493252679732302009-03-06T15:15:00.002+08:002009-03-06T15:24:03.551+08:00of red bra and panties~a big thank you to SZE YIN, AMY and CAI YAN for planning the surprise b'day party for me..u gals are so wonderful and i heart three of u to bits! ~hugs~<br /><br />not to mention, a MILLION thanks for the WONDERFUL, SUPERB and FABULOUS present! <span style="font-size:85%;"><note></span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >A RED BRA and PANTIES????? </span><span style="font-size:85%;"><what><br /><br />nevertheless, i really appreciate all ur efforts..=D<br /><br />not to forget, thank you for all of u who 'pakat' with cai yan in surprising me..(all d girls from block 3 of cemara) =P<br /><br /><br /><br />p/s will post up d pic of d red bra and panties soon...<br /><br /></span>eL tInkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01875704641374347818noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-52395683225509856712009-03-02T13:24:00.005+08:002009-03-02T13:34:17.528+08:00感叹感叹。。。学了华语这么久,但还掌握得不是很好。<br /><br />没写,没说了一阵子,全都忘光了。<br /><br />陆老师,如果你看了我试写的每一篇文章,你一定很失望的。<br /><br />我需要找回我的写作技巧!Sabrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-54354672972417821682009-02-13T12:57:00.001+08:002009-02-13T13:02:08.813+08:00muhibbah in INTEC?yesterday we (me, airina, sze yin and amy) came across the most 'muhibbah' picture in Akasia bus stop..<br /><br />guess wat?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />we saw 3 couples there: one malay couple, one chinese couple and one indian couple..<br /><br /><br />love is definitely in the air....<br /><br /><br />p/s : who said malaysia is not muhibbah enough? heheheh =PeL tInkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01875704641374347818noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-27102174670464297982009-02-06T17:58:00.005+08:002009-02-06T18:09:41.290+08:00have u ever?have u ever...<br /><br />look at someone who is sleeping and juz feel like giving him a big hug & pinching his bubbly face juz because he is irrisistably CUTE and ADORABLE?<br /><br />well, i juz had one...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5g8h_tmTF125-STy417jvLuzJg-UnjVi7fwVz_R4l6X2M-KAXM94nn7c2ccCqIqjTqqHB9WqV-bYO4BQREfQDr8rWRhFgKKtthnGbVny6IBRyJu06YQGg4Hn80LaY9dHCRmE6NJRX2_8/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5g8h_tmTF125-STy417jvLuzJg-UnjVi7fwVz_R4l6X2M-KAXM94nn7c2ccCqIqjTqqHB9WqV-bYO4BQREfQDr8rWRhFgKKtthnGbVny6IBRyJu06YQGg4Hn80LaY9dHCRmE6NJRX2_8/s200/Image020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299623621823829106" border="0" /></a>eL tInkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01875704641374347818noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-84457913483408077342009-02-06T16:25:00.002+08:002009-02-06T16:31:33.836+08:00i secretly wish....<span style="font-size:85%;">i secretly wish.....</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> for a fairy godmother who helps me to complete my piled up assignments</span><br /></div>eL tInkerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01875704641374347818noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-17093689051817251482009-02-06T13:54:00.001+08:002009-02-06T13:54:51.720+08:00Goodnight!<div style="text-align: center;">I just want to say<br /><br />GOODNIGHT =)<br /></div>Sabrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-43611082027170662962009-01-31T09:39:00.003+08:002009-01-31T09:52:28.794+08:00snippets of my class blog<p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">I cringe when I think of writing. </span></p> <p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"> Do we really have to write?</span></p> <p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">I guess so.</span></p> <p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;">Well, you can basically see how much I hate writing. But, I'm hoping that after this semester, I will see writing in a different perspective because as much as I hate it, I know that I will have to write, write, and write for the next forty years of my life (maybe more). I might as well start loving it. <img src="https://courseweb.library.upenn.edu/webapps/lobj-journal-bb_bb60/editor/plugins/emotions/images/smiley-smile.gif" alt="Smile" title="Smile" border="0" /></span></p><p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" align="left"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span class="contentItemInfo">Created on Monday, 01/19/2009 2:17 PM by <a class="expoLink" title="Visit Shin-Jing's expo site" target="content" href="https://courseweb.library.upenn.edu/webapps/lobj-expo-bb_bb60/user/D5173CFFDE8B88E2/">Shin-Jing Lim</a></span></span></p><div id="content-0"> <p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><span style="font-size:85%;">_____________________________________________________________________________________<br /></span></p><p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><span style="font-size:85%;">When I was asked to write what I was thinking right at that moment in class, I was stuck. It seemed like at that point of time, many different things were going through my mind and I was not able to isolate one single thought. I like to think and daydream. Often before I go to bed, I will lie in bed and think of what happened that day and what is going to happen the next day. My thoughts will then wander and I will fall asleep eventually.<br /></span></p><p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><span style="font-size:85%;">Have a great weekend everyone!<br /></span></p> <p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span class="contentItemInfo">Created on Thursday, 01/22/2009 7:42 PM by <a class="expoLink" title="Visit Shin-Jing's expo site" target="content" href="https://courseweb.library.upenn.edu/webapps/lobj-expo-bb_bb60/user/D5173CFFDE8B88E2/">Shin-Jing Lim</a></span></span></p><p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span class="contentItemInfo">_________________________________________________________________________________________________________________</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></p><p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><span style="font-size:85%;">It is during times like this I question my decision of coming to an unknown place, far from my family and everything that I am familiar with. It's Chinese New Year back home now and it's a time of reunion, a time to celebrate. But, here I am, writing a post and studying for a quiz. Why did I choose to come here? </span><br /></p><span style="font-size:78%;"><span class="contentItemInfo">Created on Sunday, 01/25/2009 11:03 PM by <a class="expoLink" title="Visit Shin-Jing's expo site" target="content" href="https://courseweb.library.upenn.edu/webapps/lobj-expo-bb_bb60/user/D5173CFFDE8B88E2/">Shin-Jing Lim</a><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />_____________________________________________________________________________________<br />My conference went well and I felt a lot better after coming out of the room. I know I am always too hard on myself. But, it's difficult to change and become a more confident person in just one night. Call me a product of an Asian education. I'm a perfectionist and a sore loser. </span><div id="content-6"> <p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><span style="font-size:85%;">Coming to college has definitely changed the way I view many things. Grades do not matter as much as they used to and I've learnt that there's usually no harm in trying out something new. Taking some risks definitely makes life more exciting. </span></p> </div><span style="font-size:78%;"><span class="contentItemInfo">Created on Tuesday, 01/27/2009 4:59 PM by <a class="expoLink" title="Visit Shin-Jing's expo site" target="content" href="https://courseweb.library.upenn.edu/webapps/lobj-expo-bb_bb60/user/D5173CFFDE8B88E2/">Shin-Jing Lim</a> </span></span> <br /><span class="contentItemInfo"></span><br />____________________________________________________________________<br /> <div id="content-8"> <span style="font-size:85%;">I'm stuck at International House now and since I have no books with me, I just thought that I should blog. The peer review today went well, better than I thought. When Shelby read my draft, I found things that I want to change. I had fun in class today as well. I met many new people and that's keeping me happy on this cold day. To Esther, welcome to our class! </span></div><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span class="contentItemInfo">Created on Thursday, 01/29/2009 3:43 PM by <a class="expoLink" title="Visit Shin-Jing's expo site" target="content" href="https://courseweb.library.upenn.edu/webapps/lobj-expo-bb_bb60/user/D5173CFFDE8B88E2/">Shin-Jing Lim</a> </span></span><br /></div><p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" align="left"> ____________________________________________________________________</p><p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" align="left"><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span class="contentItemInfo"></span></span></p>Sabrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-24062239215238185602009-01-24T09:38:00.005+08:002009-01-24T10:08:16.718+08:00Random tag after a good meal at Cosi...<span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" >1. Does it matter to you if your boyfriend or girlfriend smoke? <span><br /></span><em></em></span><span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"></span></span><div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span>Yes, it does. Unfortunately. I hate, erm, not the people who smoke, but the act of smoking. </span><br /><br /></span>2. How about drinking?</span></div><span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"> </span></span><div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span>Well, if he's not a heavy drinker, that's fine with me.</span><br /><br /></span>3. Do you like someone you can’t have? <em><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"><span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><br />Now? No.<br /></span></span></span></span></span></em><br />4. If someone liked you right now, would you want them to tell you? <em><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Maybe. </span> </span><br /></em></span></div><div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />5. What’s your favourite sport?<span><br /></span><span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">It used to be netball. Now? It's too cold to play sports.</span><br /><em style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"></em></span></span><span style="display: block;font-size:100%;" id="formatbar_Buttons" ><span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_FontSize" title="Font size" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);toggleFontSizeMenu();ButtonMouseDown(this);"><img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Font size" class="gl_size" border="0" /></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;">6. Its Saturday night, and you’re home alone… what do you do? <em><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Read? Sounds dorky, but it's nice and relaxing. With a cup of coffee by my side, of course.</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"><br /><br /></span></em>7. Do you like roller coasters? <em><br /><span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">I hate it when I'm on it, but when I see it, I want to go on it. Make sense?<br /></span></span></em></span></div><div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />8. When’s the perfect time to have a bf/gf? <em><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">I don't know.</span></span></em><br /><br />9. If you could date any celebrity, who would it be? <em><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Johnny Depp is kinda cute...</span></span></em><br /><br />10. What are you doing this weekend? <em><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Intercultural Leadership Program presentation, CNY celebration with other Asians, homework<br /><br /></span></span></em>11. What is your favorite restaraunt? <em><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">I can't name you one, but they're all over Malaysia.<br /><br /></span></span></em>12. Have you ever hugged someone? <em><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Oh yes, I miss his hugs.</span></span></em><br /><br />13. Ever kissed someone you weren’t attracted to?<em><br /></em></span></div><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">THAT is going to be weird...</span><br /></span><div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />14. Do you like anyone right now?<br /><span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Yea...</span><br /><br /></span></span>15. What is the first thing you notice about the opposite sex? <em><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">I look at a person as a whole.</span></span><br /></em></span></div><div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />16. Which do you prefer, Beach or Mountains? <em><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Beach baby!</span></em><br /><br />17. What kind of phone do you have? <em><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"> <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">A sad Nokia 2610.</span></span></em><br /><br />18. Computer or Laptop? <em></em></span></div><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Indifferent.</span><br /></span><div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />19. Jeans or Sweats?<br /></span></div><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">I love jeans, especially skinny jeans nowadays.</span><br /></span><div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />20. Which year(s) has/have been the best so far? <em><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Each year has its own good and bad.</span> </span></em><br /><br />21. How old are you gonna be on your next birthday? <em></em></span></div><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">I'm going to have a 2 in front of my age!</span><br /></span><div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />22. What should you be doing right now? <em></em></span></div><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Showering, then a bit of homework?<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;" >23. What is your favourite TV show? <em><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">TVB dramas...mou dak deng</span>.</span></em></span><div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />24. What’s been your last purchase?<br /></span></div><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">textbooks. they cost a bomb!</span><br /></span><div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />25. Are you attracted to girls/boys that smoke? <em></em></span></div><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Repelled by them, you should say.</span><br /></span><div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;" align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />26. Have you ever fallen on your butt in front of a crowd of people?<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Oh yes, I slipped on ice the other day, while I was on my way to church. </span><br /></span><br /><em></em>27. What do you do when you’re at home? <em><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Chill.</span></span></em><br /><br />28. What is your favourite subject? <em><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Economics for now.</span></span><br /></em></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">29. What’s the best thing that’s ever happened to you?</span><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" >Knowing my current bf.</span><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><em style="font-family:times new roman;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"></span></em><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" ></span><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></span></span></div>Sabrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-67685070728337734512009-01-18T11:39:00.002+08:002009-01-18T11:42:41.188+08:00The "little book" for writing<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgajVt2ithuowpVBW7FMJ0AUg8u9REAPICDNzUrDeXYmdEiz5-9iIXIWYd9oqvViujQe08p1sLk3hqjtFzE3ZOhMuVZT-94NBvaHoZYONIJ60hwIzFssgRq0jsugPGoG8UU55ywaGq4mSTn/s1600-h/Element+of+Style.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgajVt2ithuowpVBW7FMJ0AUg8u9REAPICDNzUrDeXYmdEiz5-9iIXIWYd9oqvViujQe08p1sLk3hqjtFzE3ZOhMuVZT-94NBvaHoZYONIJ60hwIzFssgRq0jsugPGoG8UU55ywaGq4mSTn/s320/Element+of+Style.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292474023470210514" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">It's interesting and useful. Seriously.<br /></div><img src="file:///C:/Users/sabrina/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" />Sabrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-21381163135052172512009-01-16T04:01:00.003+08:002009-01-16T04:10:29.520+08:00blogging? er...<span style="font-family:georgia;">I have a feeling that I won't be blogging much anymore (not that I ever did anyway).</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">"Why?" you asked.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Well, it's because I have to contribute to my writing seminar's blog EVERY SINGLE day from Sunday till Thursday for the WHOLE semester. Talk about writing. -.-</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">But, I'm really excited about this class. I'm FINALLY going to learn how to write. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">A new semester ahead of me. It's exhilarating. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">It seems like it'll be a really busy semester though, with 6 classes (macroeconomics, calculus 3, chemistry, physics, writing, chemistry lab and MAYBE criminology) and maybe a job (fingers crossed). CommuniTech will require some commitment too. But, you know what? I have a feeling I will LOVE this semester!</span>Sabrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772noreply@blogger.com11