<?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-3005268366632975785</id><updated>2011-09-02T13:32:30.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paprik Lovers</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08644343984383077236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8MuOkf4YUY8/SUdPRnaW4rI/AAAAAAAAA4I/CQHsdGQif18/S220/ARCHER2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-900474319004593394</id><published>2009-08-23T12:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:08:23.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eh 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. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw this is my new number - 814 441 7332. And yoke peng, it's at&amp;amp;t! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-900474319004593394?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/900474319004593394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=900474319004593394' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/900474319004593394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/900474319004593394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2009/08/eh-guys-u-know-what-we-transited-like-4.html' title=''/><author><name>airina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10227802191033998253</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/_DcxuUAz9BuU/SEUAzr_uoXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/koT5-bu93Sg/S220/P4040084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-7190272921848067213</id><published>2009-08-07T06:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T06:38:38.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's This Time In Year Again</title><content type='html'>It's this time in year again. One by one, we left the country for a new life at US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the first batch of friends flying here soon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a safe journey! I am so excited for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the rest,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am equally excited for you! Have a safe flight too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.: Austin! Let's have a reunion at US! Maybe....... at Austin? =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-7190272921848067213?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/7190272921848067213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=7190272921848067213' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/7190272921848067213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/7190272921848067213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-this-time-in-year-again.html' title='It&apos;s This Time In Year Again'/><author><name>Yoke Peng 玉萍</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14045744763208757215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-3885522976827690648</id><published>2009-07-24T12:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T23:43:20.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A TALE TO REMEMBER OR..NOT!</title><content type='html'>date: 24th July 2009&lt;br /&gt;weather: good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time: 6.00 am&lt;br /&gt;Sleepily, L boarded the train with her mum, hugging her bag filled with documents, to US embassy in Ampang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time: 8.30 am&lt;br /&gt;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 &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*which includes drinking her water to prove that it is not poisioned?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L then dragged herself into the building &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(after being forcefully separated from her mum XD)&lt;/span&gt; and was asked to take out the documents such as the forms, passport etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOOM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;L's heart sank as she rummaged her bag for the documents. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Where is that damn thing? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality sank in L 5 minutes later. She forgot her&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PASSPORT&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;-end of story-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-3885522976827690648?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/3885522976827690648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=3885522976827690648' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/3885522976827690648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/3885522976827690648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2009/07/tale-to-remember-ornot.html' title='A TALE TO REMEMBER OR..NOT!'/><author><name>eL tInker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01875704641374347818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-259789675417279552</id><published>2009-07-23T21:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:43:52.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>playing with PIcasa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/Smhnop73K7I/AAAAAAAAAPU/4MNQ3kemBzM/s1600-h/AISM+frens%3Dp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/Smhnop73K7I/AAAAAAAAAPU/4MNQ3kemBzM/s320/AISM+frens%3Dp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361649304533937074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/Smhn_yM8rWI/AAAAAAAAAPc/5t0nU-9FQkk/s1600-h/INTEC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/Smhn_yM8rWI/AAAAAAAAAPc/5t0nU-9FQkk/s320/INTEC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361649701890076002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SmhoW_IhprI/AAAAAAAAAPk/gQNHh86SS7g/s1600-h/IMG_5556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SmhoW_IhprI/AAAAAAAAAPk/gQNHh86SS7g/s320/IMG_5556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361650100498179762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/Smhook_7boI/AAAAAAAAAPs/nyvzZq0g90U/s1600-h/IMG_5556+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/Smhook_7boI/AAAAAAAAAPs/nyvzZq0g90U/s320/IMG_5556+-+Copy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361650402720444034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have better things to do...but, I'M LAZY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-259789675417279552?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/259789675417279552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=259789675417279552' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/259789675417279552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/259789675417279552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2009/07/playing-with-picasa.html' title='playing with PIcasa'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/Smhnop73K7I/AAAAAAAAAPU/4MNQ3kemBzM/s72-c/AISM+frens%3Dp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-4442922082823281932</id><published>2009-07-12T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T22:38:32.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm home, but I don't want to be home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick, and I'm afraid that it might be swine flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sabrina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-4442922082823281932?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/4442922082823281932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=4442922082823281932' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/4442922082823281932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/4442922082823281932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2009/07/quick-update.html' title='Quick update'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-8549340236712474917</id><published>2009-06-20T18:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T21:47:59.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Walk to Stardom =)</title><content type='html'>hey peeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/Sjy1y1oQY_I/AAAAAAAAAJU/gTXzpB14hF4/s1600-h/group.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 149px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/Sjy1y1oQY_I/AAAAAAAAAJU/gTXzpB14hF4/s200/group.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349350342403318770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/Sjy2Cs2PjMI/AAAAAAAAAJc/l_3b3-sTaMg/s1600-h/engineering.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 149px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/Sjy2Cs2PjMI/AAAAAAAAAJc/l_3b3-sTaMg/s200/engineering.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349350614923971778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/Sjy3ffG1MFI/AAAAAAAAAJs/9oD4Kwc4Ejs/s1600-h/5061_106720580016_697100016_2061862_3086352_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/Sjy3ffG1MFI/AAAAAAAAAJs/9oD4Kwc4Ejs/s200/5061_106720580016_697100016_2061862_3086352_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349352208963285074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s sorry for the extremely tiny pics..pls do check out facebook for more pics =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-8549340236712474917?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/8549340236712474917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=8549340236712474917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/8549340236712474917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/8549340236712474917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2009/06/walk-to-stardom.html' title='A Walk to Stardom =)'/><author><name>eL tInker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01875704641374347818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/Sjy1y1oQY_I/AAAAAAAAAJU/gTXzpB14hF4/s72-c/group.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-559659107351463723</id><published>2009-06-05T11:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T11:43:53.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M.E. ME</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;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)...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SiiQzhyMOCI/AAAAAAAAAIk/lE394SrPg2g/s1600-h/DSCN0534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SiiQzhyMOCI/AAAAAAAAAIk/lE394SrPg2g/s320/DSCN0534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343680172791707682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I was a REALLY fat baby T.T&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SiiRLnde_BI/AAAAAAAAAIs/idBwAsTANzc/s1600-h/DSCN0535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SiiRLnde_BI/AAAAAAAAAIs/idBwAsTANzc/s320/DSCN0535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343680586632330258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;See how much I like to eat!  Sigh...Cannot resist when I have so much food in front of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SiiRt1upu4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/PYVoDtxnDjA/s1600-h/DSCN0539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SiiRt1upu4I/AAAAAAAAAI0/PYVoDtxnDjA/s320/DSCN0539.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343681174577986434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, I went into a phase when I hated taking pictures.  See how grumpy I was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SiiSY64DE3I/AAAAAAAAAI8/fUgmxlugYpM/s1600-h/DSCN0543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SiiSY64DE3I/AAAAAAAAAI8/fUgmxlugYpM/s320/DSCN0543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343681914693948274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hmm...&lt;/span&gt;I guess I LOVE taking photos at this point of time in life lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SiiTFIo-xPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/6PYUVr4mEHA/s1600-h/DSCN0545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SiiTFIo-xPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/6PYUVr4mEHA/s320/DSCN0545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343682674303091954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;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? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-559659107351463723?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/559659107351463723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=559659107351463723' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/559659107351463723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/559659107351463723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2009/06/me-me.html' title='M.E. ME'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SiiQzhyMOCI/AAAAAAAAAIk/lE394SrPg2g/s72-c/DSCN0534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-143094697335966845</id><published>2009-05-26T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T20:42:12.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>plese help? =p</title><content type='html'>hey guys =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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 &lt;a href="http://www.sealnetonline.org%29/" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.sealnetonline.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;rg)&lt;/a&gt;.   Basically, SEALNet serves the community in Southeast Asia, promoting the spirit of service leadership in the region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be involved in a project that aims to engage students in active learning. We will also be renovating the school library to encourage students to visit the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this requires money, and therefore, I ask you guys to please help us achieve our goals. You can donate any amount you wish, 10 dollar, RM10, 100 baht, 500 baht, 1 dollar...anything. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions on how to donate can be found on &lt;a href="http://www.sealnetonline.org/donate" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.sealnetonline.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;rg/donate&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-143094697335966845?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/143094697335966845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=143094697335966845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/143094697335966845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/143094697335966845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2009/05/plese-help-p.html' title='plese help? =p'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-37213165287687369</id><published>2009-05-26T20:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T20:18:49.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>感慨篇</title><content type='html'>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。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just trying to write something in Chinese, hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-37213165287687369?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/37213165287687369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=37213165287687369' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/37213165287687369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/37213165287687369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='感慨篇'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-6974562638339807880</id><published>2009-05-22T10:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T10:36:01.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>casting..depending..relying..</title><content type='html'>In your presence i am content&lt;br /&gt;You're altogether lovely.worthy.wonderful to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every answered prayer&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;we might not understand and that is when we start doubting you.&lt;br /&gt;Questioning why.&lt;br /&gt;For always being there.I know you are but sometimes i fail and end up neglecting you.&lt;br /&gt;For love that hears us when we call&lt;br /&gt;For arms that lift us when we fall.&lt;br /&gt;Anytime.Everyday.Everywhere.Everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You have always been right beside us.&lt;br /&gt;Leading us all along the way.The path you have for us.&lt;br /&gt;And we've made it through&lt;br /&gt;Because of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For days we cannot see&lt;br /&gt;Wondering.Pondering to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;Where are you when we needed you?&lt;br /&gt;For all that's yet to be&lt;br /&gt;The trials we may have to face&lt;br /&gt;When we'll be leaning on your grace&lt;br /&gt;It will be your strength that save us&lt;br /&gt;Teaching.Guiding.Providing us the wisdom to do so.&lt;br /&gt;Your love that makes us strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;I am learning.&lt;br /&gt;I am only in the beginning of the journey and there's lots more for me to walk and experience with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Throughout these few years you've been guiding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sending him over to keep an eye on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                        &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/ShYMrANX_vI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_NgFx9eCFmw/s1600-h/prayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 123px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/ShYMrANX_vI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_NgFx9eCFmw/s200/prayer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338468341224308466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Cast all your anxiety on him for he cares for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am.casting everything onto you.&lt;br /&gt;Depending and relying on you fully&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/3005268366632975785-6974562638339807880?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/6974562638339807880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=6974562638339807880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/6974562638339807880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/6974562638339807880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2009/05/utterly-grateful.html' title='casting..depending..relying..'/><author><name>eL tInker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01875704641374347818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/ShYMrANX_vI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_NgFx9eCFmw/s72-c/prayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-8080610329646319393</id><published>2009-05-20T17:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T17:12:41.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please support, thank you thank you! =p</title><content type='html'>http://www.justmeans.com/competitionidea/18664/promoteidea.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please support =)  a friend of mine wants to go on a trip to Thailand!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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=p'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-8065110302278240412</id><published>2009-05-18T21:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:27:26.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>home...and loving it (sort of)</title><content type='html'>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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-8065110302278240412?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/8065110302278240412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=8065110302278240412' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/8065110302278240412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/8065110302278240412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2009/05/homeand-loving-it-sort-of.html' title='home...and loving it (sort of)'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-199502266042864639</id><published>2009-05-11T08:43:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T09:42:18.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a freshman, but a rising sophomore...</title><content type='html'>Finals are over, and I know I owe everyone a post.  Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester has been incredible.  Masquerade Ball, Spring, Northeast Malaysian Forum, Spring Fling, and Hey Day were the highlights of this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Masquerade Ball:&lt;br /&gt;First prom ever.  Enough said. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/Sgd4S-9z_zI/AAAAAAAAAHE/NNIXA5HvkIk/s1600-h/P1000347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/Sgd4S-9z_zI/AAAAAAAAAHE/NNIXA5HvkIk/s320/P1000347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334364551178878770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/Sgd44R702FI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ia-9yKOJBcs/s1600-h/P1000365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/Sgd44R702FI/AAAAAAAAAHM/ia-9yKOJBcs/s320/P1000365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334365191925979218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Spring:&lt;br /&gt;Winter went away, and out came the sun.  Cherry blossoms were everywhere for a week.  Next spring, cherry blossoms in D.C.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/Sgd5htP6WAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/W6yzHMywR9o/s1600-h/DSCN0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/Sgd5htP6WAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/W6yzHMywR9o/s320/DSCN0279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334365903632619522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/Sgd6LBaqRjI/AAAAAAAAAHc/dih8hLU6P8g/s1600-h/DSCN0298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/Sgd6LBaqRjI/AAAAAAAAAHc/dih8hLU6P8g/s320/DSCN0298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334366613421049394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/Sgd6Wy_HmgI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-lWGeortVRw/s1600-h/DSCN0313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/Sgd6Wy_HmgI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-lWGeortVRw/s320/DSCN0313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334366815705864706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Northeast Malaysian Forum:&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Spring Fling:&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/Sgd82Gcs2oI/AAAAAAAAAH0/sNp3_tIFeq8/s1600-h/DSCN0350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/Sgd82Gcs2oI/AAAAAAAAAH0/sNp3_tIFeq8/s320/DSCN0350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334369552529414786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/Sgd89tO8z2I/AAAAAAAAAH8/k239nwGQaqg/s1600-h/fling+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/Sgd89tO8z2I/AAAAAAAAAH8/k239nwGQaqg/s320/fling+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334369683199807330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&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;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/Sgd9GzfHFRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/NVLJWQFoN1c/s1600-h/DSCN0391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/Sgd9GzfHFRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/NVLJWQFoN1c/s320/DSCN0391.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334369839497024786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a camel!  i know, some "secret" frat rented a camel for fling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Hey Day:&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SgeAc1NUKNI/AAAAAAAAAIc/eEg4Ghxsavg/s1600-h/n740265567_2941305_795477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SgeAc1NUKNI/AAAAAAAAAIc/eEg4Ghxsavg/s320/n740265567_2941305_795477.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334373516451260626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/Sgd_-dVE_gI/AAAAAAAAAIM/sZNqCOnNXJk/s1600-h/DSCN0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/Sgd_-dVE_gI/AAAAAAAAAIM/sZNqCOnNXJk/s320/DSCN0405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334372994645294594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SgeAI_U7m_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/pHozn7V48vQ/s1600-h/DSCN0424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SgeAI_U7m_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/pHozn7V48vQ/s320/DSCN0424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334373175570177010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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?&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/3005268366632975785-199502266042864639?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/199502266042864639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=199502266042864639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/199502266042864639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/199502266042864639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2009/05/finals-are-over-and-i-know-i-owe.html' title='Not a freshman, but a rising sophomore...'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/Sgd4S-9z_zI/AAAAAAAAAHE/NNIXA5HvkIk/s72-c/P1000347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-3932012127715348713</id><published>2009-03-28T21:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T21:42:34.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Follow My Life: Snippets of Class Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemTitle" &gt;Post on February 26 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemLinks" &gt;&lt;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"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemInfo" &gt;Created on Thursday, 02/26/2009 8:45 PM by                               &lt;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/"&gt;Shin-Jing Lim&lt;/a&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;amp;postID=3932012127715348713" alt="" /&gt;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.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;span class="contentItemTitle"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemTitle" &gt;Post on March 1 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemInfo" &gt;Created on Sunday, 03/01/2009 8:29 PM by                               &lt;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/"&gt;Shin-Jing Lim&lt;/a&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;                      &lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="content-1"&gt; 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!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="contentItemTitle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Post on March 2 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemInfo" &gt;Created on Monday, 03/02/2009 2:39 PM by                               &lt;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/"&gt;Shin-Jing Lim&lt;/a&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;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.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;I can't wait for spring break.  It has been a long semester, and I am starting to feel REALLY tired.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;But, still, I don't want the semester to come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemTitle" &gt;Post on March 3 2009&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemInfo" &gt;Created on Tuesday, 03/03/2009 10:45 PM by                               &lt;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/"&gt;Shin-Jing Lim&lt;/a&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;li&gt;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.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have been really unattentive in class today, tuning out most of what the professors were saying.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I went to the talk by the World Bank president.  It was pretty disappointing.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemTitle" &gt;Post on March 4 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemLinks" &gt;&lt;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"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemInfo" &gt;Created on Wednesday, 03/04/2009 4:10 PM by                               &lt;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/"&gt;Shin-Jing Lim&lt;/a&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;                       &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;        &lt;div id="content-9"&gt;             &lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;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. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;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.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemTitle" &gt;Post on March 5 2009&lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemInfo" &gt;Created on Thursday, 03/05/2009 11:30 PM by                               &lt;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/"&gt;Shin-Jing Lim&lt;/a&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="content-4"&gt;             &lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;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.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;I just came back from watching CATS, and my mind is filled with jellicle songs and jellicle cats.   &lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/div&gt;           ____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemTitle" &gt;Post on March 6 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemInfo" &gt;Created on Friday, 03/06/2009 12:25 AM by                               &lt;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/"&gt;Shin-Jing Lim&lt;/a&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;        &lt;div id="content-2"&gt;             I have this crazy idea about changing my topic to "flirting"...... Should I?            &lt;/div&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemTitle" &gt;Post on March 15 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemInfo" &gt;Created on Sunday, 03/15/2009 12:09 PM by                               &lt;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/"&gt;Shin-Jing Lim&lt;/a&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;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.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;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...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemTitle" &gt;Post on March 17 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemInfo" &gt;Created on Tuesday, 03/17/2009 4:27 PM by                               &lt;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/"&gt;Shin-Jing Lim&lt;/a&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;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.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemTitle" &gt;Post on March 21 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemInfo" &gt;Created on Sunday, 03/22/2009 12:06 AM by                               &lt;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/"&gt;Shin-Jing Lim&lt;/a&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="content-14"&gt;             &lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;It's technically Sunday, so I'm going to write my blogpost now before I forget tomorrow. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt; 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.  &lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/div&gt;           ____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="contentItemTitle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Post on March 25 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemInfo" &gt;Created on Wednesday, 03/25/2009 12:24 AM by                               &lt;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/"&gt;Shin-Jing Lim&lt;/a&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;        &lt;div id="content-5"&gt;             &lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;WOW, there are so many new entries!  I want to read every single one of them, but Physics is calling me from afar.SIGH.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Econ midterm was ok, I think I did pretty well.  So, 3 down, 2 more to go!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;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.  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;If I ever get caught for plagiarizing, I did not mean it!  I did it without knowing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemTitle" &gt;Post on March 26 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;          &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" class="contentItemInfo" &gt;Created on Thursday, 03/26/2009 10:33 PM by                               &lt;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/"&gt;Shin-Jing Lim&lt;/a&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;        &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="content-4"&gt;             &lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;I just want to shout, "MATH IS SO BAD!!!"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;All I want to do now is watch a chick flick with a tub of ice cream in front of me.   &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;I'm going to finish The Kite Runner tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/div&gt;             &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-3932012127715348713?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/3932012127715348713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=3932012127715348713' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/3932012127715348713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/3932012127715348713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2009/03/follow-my-life-snippets-of-class-blog.html' title='Follow My Life: Snippets of Class Blog'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-3564322057299793214</id><published>2009-03-21T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T23:05:13.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arghhhhh#$%^&amp;*()_&amp;^$#@</title><content type='html'>what a week! and in 'sekelip mata', it's time to go back college, resuming back all the mundane classes+assignments+tests+quizzes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in another month, our forth sem will be over..and *squels in delight*, starts our summer sem.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-3564322057299793214?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-1874649325267973230</id><published>2009-03-06T15:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:24:03.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of red bra and panties~</title><content type='html'>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~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention, a MILLION thanks for the WONDERFUL, SUPERB and FABULOUS present! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;note&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;A RED BRA and PANTIES????? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;what&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, i really appreciate all ur efforts..=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s will post up d pic of d red bra and panties soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-1874649325267973230?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/1874649325267973230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=1874649325267973230' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/1874649325267973230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/1874649325267973230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2009/03/of-red-bra-and-panties.html' title='of red bra and panties~'/><author><name>eL tInker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01875704641374347818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-5239568322550985671</id><published>2009-03-02T13:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T13:34:17.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>感叹感叹。。。</title><content type='html'>学了华语这么久，但还掌握得不是很好。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;没写，没说了一阵子，全都忘光了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;陆老师，如果你看了我试写的每一篇文章，你一定很失望的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我需要找回我的写作技巧！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-5239568322550985671?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/5239568322550985671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=5239568322550985671' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/5239568322550985671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/5239568322550985671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='感叹感叹。。。'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-5435467297241782168?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/5435467297241782168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=5435467297241782168' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/5435467297241782168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/5435467297241782168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2009/02/muhibbah-in-intec.html' title='muhibbah in INTEC?'/><author><name>eL tInker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01875704641374347818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-2710217467046429798</id><published>2009-02-06T17:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T18:09:41.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have u ever?</title><content type='html'>have u ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at someone who is sleeping and juz feel like giving him a big hug &amp;amp; pinching his bubbly face juz because  he is irrisistably CUTE and ADORABLE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i juz had one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/SYwLmv4UFHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uxsuZ9zbiFs/s1600-h/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/SYwLmv4UFHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uxsuZ9zbiFs/s200/Image020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299623621823829106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-2710217467046429798?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/2710217467046429798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=2710217467046429798' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/2710217467046429798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/2710217467046429798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2009/02/have-u-ever.html' title='have u ever?'/><author><name>eL tInker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01875704641374347818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/SYwLmv4UFHI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uxsuZ9zbiFs/s72-c/Image020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-8445791348340807734</id><published>2009-02-06T16:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T16:31:33.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i secretly wish....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i secretly wish.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;           for a fairy godmother who helps me to complete my piled up assignments&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/3005268366632975785-8445791348340807734?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/8445791348340807734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=8445791348340807734' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/8445791348340807734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/8445791348340807734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-secretly-wish.html' title='i secretly wish....'/><author><name>eL tInker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01875704641374347818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-1709368905181725148</id><published>2009-02-06T13:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T13:54:51.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodnight!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just want to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT =)&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/3005268366632975785-1709368905181725148?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/1709368905181725148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=1709368905181725148' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/1709368905181725148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/1709368905181725148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2009/02/goodnight.html' title='Goodnight!'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-4361108202717066296</id><published>2009-01-31T09:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T09:52:28.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>snippets of my class blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cringe when I think of writing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Do we really have to write?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I guess so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;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. &lt;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" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="contentItemInfo"&gt;Created on Monday, 01/19/2009 2:17 PM by                               &lt;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/"&gt;Shin-Jing Lim&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="content-0"&gt;             &lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have a great weekend everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="contentItemInfo"&gt;Created on Thursday, 01/22/2009 7:42 PM by                               &lt;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/"&gt;Shin-Jing Lim&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="contentItemInfo"&gt;_________________________________________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;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? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="contentItemInfo"&gt;Created on Sunday, 01/25/2009 11:03 PM by                               &lt;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/"&gt;Shin-Jing Lim&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;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.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div id="content-6"&gt; &lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;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.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="contentItemInfo"&gt;Created on Tuesday, 01/27/2009 4:59 PM by                               &lt;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/"&gt;Shin-Jing Lim&lt;/a&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="contentItemInfo"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;div id="content-8"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;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! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="contentItemInfo"&gt;Created on Thursday, 01/29/2009 3:43 PM by                               &lt;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/"&gt;Shin-Jing Lim&lt;/a&gt;                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" align="left"&gt;                                    ____________________________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="contentItemInfo"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-4361108202717066296?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/4361108202717066296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=4361108202717066296' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/4361108202717066296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/4361108202717066296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2009/01/snippets-of-my-class-blog.html' title='snippets of my class blog'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-2406223921523818560</id><published>2009-01-24T09:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T10:08:16.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random tag after a good meal at Cosi...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;1. Does it matter to you if your boyfriend or girlfriend smoke? &lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;"  align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yes, it does.  Unfortunately.  I hate, erm, not the people who smoke, but the act of smoking.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2. How about drinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;"  align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Well, if he's not a heavy drinker, that's fine with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3. Do you like someone you can’t have? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now?  No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If someone liked you right now, would you want them to tell you? &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Maybe.  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;"  align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What’s your favourite sport?&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It used to be netball.  Now?  It's too cold to play sports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;font-size:100%;" id="formatbar_Buttons" &gt;&lt;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);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Font size" class="gl_size" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;6. Its Saturday night, and you’re home alone… what do you do? &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Read?  Sounds dorky, but it's nice and relaxing.  With a cup of coffee by my side, of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;7. Do you like roller coasters? &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I hate it when I'm on it, but when I see it, I want to go on it.  Make sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;"  align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. When’s the perfect time to have a bf/gf? &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you could date any celebrity, who would it be? &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Johnny Depp is kinda cute...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What are you doing this weekend? &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Intercultural Leadership Program presentation, CNY celebration with other Asians, homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;11. What is your favorite restaraunt? &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I can't name you one, but they're all over Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;12. Have you ever hugged someone? &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh yes, I miss his hugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Ever kissed someone you weren’t attracted to?&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;THAT is going to be weird...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;"  align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you like anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Yea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;15. What is the first thing you notice about the opposite sex? &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I look at a person as a whole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;"  align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Which do you prefer, Beach or Mountains? &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Beach baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What kind of phone do you have? &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;A sad Nokia 2610.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Computer or Laptop? &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Indifferent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;"  align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Jeans or Sweats?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I love jeans, especially skinny jeans nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;"  align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Which year(s) has/have been the best so far? &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Each year has its own good and bad.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. How old are you gonna be on your next birthday? &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm going to have a 2 in front of my age!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;"  align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What should you be doing right now? &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Showering, then a bit of homework?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;23. What is your favourite TV show? &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;TVB dramas...mou dak deng&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;"  align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What’s been your last purchase?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;textbooks.  they cost a bomb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;"  align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Are you attracted to girls/boys that smoke? &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Repelled by them, you should say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;"  align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Have you ever fallen on your butt in front of a crowd of people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh yes, I slipped on ice the other day, while I was on my way to church. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;27. What do you do when you’re at home? &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Chill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is your favourite subject? &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Economics for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;29. What’s the best thing that’s ever happened to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Knowing my current bf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em  style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/3005268366632975785-2406223921523818560?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/2406223921523818560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=2406223921523818560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/2406223921523818560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/2406223921523818560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-tag-after-good-meal-at-cosi.html' title='Random tag after a good meal at Cosi...'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-6768507072833773451</id><published>2009-01-18T11:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T11:42:41.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The "little book" for writing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SXKlFWfsndI/AAAAAAAAAGU/g09rSbCUrFs/s1600-h/Element+of+Style.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SXKlFWfsndI/AAAAAAAAAGU/g09rSbCUrFs/s320/Element+of+Style.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292474023470210514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's interesting and useful.  Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/sabrina/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-6768507072833773451?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/6768507072833773451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=6768507072833773451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/6768507072833773451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/6768507072833773451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-book-for-writing.html' title='The &quot;little book&quot; for writing'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SXKlFWfsndI/AAAAAAAAAGU/g09rSbCUrFs/s72-c/Element+of+Style.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-2138116313505217251</id><published>2009-01-16T04:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T04:10:29.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogging? er...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I have a feeling that I won't be blogging much anymore (not that I ever did anyway).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Why?" you asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;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. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But, I'm really excited about this class.  I'm FINALLY going to learn how to write.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A new semester ahead of me.  It's exhilarating.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;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!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-2138116313505217251?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/2138116313505217251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=2138116313505217251' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/2138116313505217251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/2138116313505217251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2009/01/blogging-er.html' title='blogging? er...'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-7918975942677042327</id><published>2009-01-09T14:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T15:57:02.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dog or cat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Excerpts from the diary of a dog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;  8.00 a.m. Oh boy, dog food-my fav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;  9.30 a.m. Oh boy, a car ride-my fav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;  9.40 a.m. Oh boy, a walk-my fav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;  10.30 a.m. Oh boy, another car ride-my fav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;  11.30 a.m. Oh boy, more dog food-my fav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;  12.00 p.m. Oh boy, the kids- my fav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;  1.00 p.m. Oh boy, the yard-my fav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;  4.00 p.m. Oh boy, the kids again-my fav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;  5.30 p.m. Oh boy, Mom-my fav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;  6.00 p.m. Oh boy, playing ball-my fav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;  8.30 p.m. Oh boy, sleeping in my master's bed-my fav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Excerpts from the diary of a cat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Day 283 of my captivity. My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat while I'm forced to eat dry cereal. I'm sustained by the hope of escape and the mild satisfaction i derive from running a few piece of furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another houseplant. I attempted to kill my captors this morning by weaving through their walking feet. Nearly succeeded. Must try this strategy at the top of the stairs. Seeking to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, i once again induced myself to vomit on their fav chair. Must try this on their bed. To display my diabolical disposition, I decapitated a mouse and disposited the headless body on their kitchen floor. They only cooed and condescended, patting my head and called me "strong little kitty". Hmm- not working according to my plan. Durin a gathering of their accomplices, I overheard that my confinement was due to my power of allergies. Must learn what this means and how to use it to my advantage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;  I'm convinced the other household captives are flunkies, perhaps snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems naively happy to return. He is, no doubt, a half wit. The bird speaks with the human regularly. Must be the informant. I am certain he reports every of my move. Due to his current placement in the metal cage, his safety is assured, but i can wait. It is only a matter of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The day of a dog. The day of a cat. One content, the other conniving. One at peace, the other at war. One grateful, the other grumpy. Same house. Same circumstances. Same matter. Yet two entirely different attitudes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHICH ONE IS YOU? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s tis is the reason i've always adore dogs and dislike cats, well, besides the fact that cat used to scratch me when i were younger. call me bias- i am a DOG lover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-7918975942677042327?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/7918975942677042327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=7918975942677042327' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/7918975942677042327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/7918975942677042327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2009/01/dog-or-cat.html' title='dog or cat?'/><author><name>eL tInker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01875704641374347818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-3250864098393479788</id><published>2009-01-08T03:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T03:28:36.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Decisions, URGH</title><content type='html'>Those who know me know that I hate making decisions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why do I hate making decisions?", I ask myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Because I'm afraid of making the wrong decision.&lt;br /&gt;2. Because I'm afraid that I'll regret in the future.&lt;br /&gt;3. Because I'm afraid that better things will come after the decision is made.&lt;br /&gt;4. Because I do not want to be responsible for the outcome of the decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, because I'm SCARED to make decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days have been filled with decision makings - Should I go for summer school?  Or should I follow my heart's desire and go home? But if I go home, what about my plans to do a dual degree?  Will I be able to fulfill my plans?  If I go home, what should I do?  Should I go to Chicago before going home?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even booking tickets made me dizzy...  Which airline should I take?  Should I fly through JFK or Philly?  If I fly through JFK, how do I get to JFK?  Will I be able to pack up and go home by May 13?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thousands and thousand of questions flood through my mind every single minute.  Those questions might seem irrelevant and petty.  But, they constantly boggle my mind and in the end, all I want to do is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP ~.~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-3250864098393479788?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/3250864098393479788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=3250864098393479788' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/3250864098393479788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/3250864098393479788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2009/01/making-decisions-urgh.html' title='Making Decisions, URGH'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-4665249628905024086</id><published>2009-01-01T13:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T14:07:54.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Resolutions-2009</title><content type='html'>hey peeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog is so dead man..so i've decided to revive it by jotting down my not-so-important new year resolutions..i know..everyone's doin it..but..what is a NEW YEAR without resolutions rite? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;spend more time with family-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i've been going out with friends so often that my dad complained he seldom see me at home..and so, this is my top priority this year..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;grow closer to God&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;prayers, read Bible, serve in church, have fellowship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;spend less, which means, less shopping =(-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;come on, it's global economy crisis. i think it's time for me to set my budget =_=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;maintain my CGPA-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;well, my cgpa isn't that fantastic..but.i'm contented =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;) pick up my piano-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hai, my piano is so abandoned right now..it's master doesn't like to play it anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;stay true to myself-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i am not going to alter my personality juz to please others..come on, like me or get lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;be more sensitive to ppl around me-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;it's in the progress, trust me..hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;take good care of myself-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;as in my skin, hair, weight-basically, d whole package la..lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;alright, i can't think anymore..i will add on&lt;/span&gt; to the list, dun worry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR everyone! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-4665249628905024086?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/4665249628905024086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=4665249628905024086' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/4665249628905024086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/4665249628905024086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-resolutions-2009.html' title='New Year Resolutions-2009'/><author><name>eL tInker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01875704641374347818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-5704120115107775694</id><published>2008-12-20T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T23:08:21.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>copy copy</title><content type='html'>i wanted to write smth like subby's post..but den, i am too tired after d christmas party..so, i've decided to try the quizzes that liz posted in her blog..heheh..and i found the answer..surprisingly quite accurate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Merry and Spontaneous &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://blogthings.cachefly.net/thewrappingpapertest/7.png" width="100" height="100" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; You approach the holidays with joy and playfulness.&lt;br /&gt;You refuse to let the holidays be stressful. They should only be about fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holidays truly make you feel like a kid again.&lt;br /&gt;And you believe it's your job to make everyone else feel like a kid too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the types, you're the most likely to give someone a gift early... because you can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;You're also the most likely to wrap your presents quickly - or not at all. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;note: it's so true!! i heart hols..and i truly enjoy my hols to the fullest *that explains why my essays are not done yet*&lt;br /&gt;and i love giving ppl present and i love receiving presents too (i mean, who don't? ) LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Deadly Sins &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://blogthings.cachefly.net/howsinfulareyouquiz/hell.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Greed: 40%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pride: 40%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sloth: 40%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gluttony: 20%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lust: 20%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrath: 20%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Envy: 0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chance You'll Go to Hell: 26%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll die in a castle, surrounded by servants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;note: hmm..i think i shall not comment much about this..but d tot of dying in a castle surronded by servants..sounds..sad and pathetic..LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Very Approachable &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://blogthings.cachefly.net/areyouapproachablequiz/approachable-1.png" width="100" height="100" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; You can talk to anyone, and it shows. People are eager to start conversations with you.&lt;br /&gt;You are open and friendly. You are willing to connect with almost anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While it's great to be approachable, there is such a thing as too approachable.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually someone will try to take advantage of you. Don't be afraid to say no or end an awkward conversation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;note: i think..this should be true kua..i dunno..u guys judge la..hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 50% Addicted to Love &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;img src="http://blogthings.cachefly.net/areyouaddictedtolovequiz/addicted-3.jpg" width="100" height="100" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Might as well face it, you're addicted to love.&lt;br /&gt;You've been a fool for love many times - but are you the wiser for it?&lt;br /&gt;Your needs should come first, both in and out of relationships.&lt;br /&gt;Because you're the only one who can look out for yourself! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;note: i guess it's true..i can be quite selfish at times in my relationship..LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all..i better go to bed now..adios~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-5704120115107775694?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/5704120115107775694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=5704120115107775694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/5704120115107775694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/5704120115107775694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/12/copy-copy.html' title='copy copy'/><author><name>eL tInker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01875704641374347818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-7927007743864930711</id><published>2008-12-19T05:05:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T05:50:14.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My first semester has ended.  I still can't believe it.  The year is coming to an end.  I can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SUq9el98BYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/E65n1ZopfLw/s1600-h/DSCN6035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 187px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SUq9el98BYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/E65n1ZopfLw/s320/DSCN6035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281241846330951042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A relaxing weekend in Port Dickson.  Thanks, Yiling and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Uma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SUq-KGDndxI/AAAAAAAAADY/MzEtgYbsth0/s1600-h/DSCN6169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SUq-KGDndxI/AAAAAAAAADY/MzEtgYbsth0/s320/DSCN6169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281242593679079186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A crazy and full of laughter Melaka trip.  Thanks, Mei Yueh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SUq8gHuVfrI/AAAAAAAAADI/1FoJlXx-iFI/s1600-h/DSC00085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SUq8gHuVfrI/AAAAAAAAADI/1FoJlXx-iFI/s320/DSC00085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281240773060558514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eye of Malaysia with Amy and Chen Khuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SUq8HRTkf0I/AAAAAAAAADA/w0e-NBFtGIA/s1600-h/IMG_2406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 189px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SUq8HRTkf0I/AAAAAAAAADA/w0e-NBFtGIA/s320/IMG_2406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281240346135920450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A not so formal yet fun Graduation dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SUq-nOLGKbI/AAAAAAAAADg/ucOdAGRwW7c/s1600-h/100_4119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 188px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SUq-nOLGKbI/AAAAAAAAADg/ucOdAGRwW7c/s320/100_4119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281243094074141106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The trip when we found Airina's interesting pics.  Thanks, Airina! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SUq_keP5-2I/AAAAAAAAADo/z3OYAzbZK8A/s1600-h/DSCN6589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 237px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SUq_keP5-2I/AAAAAAAAADo/z3OYAzbZK8A/s320/DSCN6589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281244146361301858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My first baseball game.  I still don't get baseball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SUrBkg2INYI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ozh9sdavRxw/s1600-h/DSCN6730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SUrBkg2INYI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ozh9sdavRxw/s320/DSCN6730.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281246346081744258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The BIG APPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SUrB-KIW7dI/AAAAAAAAAEI/CVjdnqbqCaE/s1600-h/first+meal+in+Philly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SUrB-KIW7dI/AAAAAAAAAEI/CVjdnqbqCaE/s320/first+meal+in+Philly.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281246786660789714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I found "my" cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SUrCbxpWP5I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fYDeKXsKPiw/s1600-h/DSCN6653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SUrCbxpWP5I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/fYDeKXsKPiw/s320/DSCN6653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281247295484346258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A fun weekend at Longwoods Garden during Intercultural Leadership Program&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and many many more happy and interesting moments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was sad stuff too, like missing my sis's wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SUrDS9aM7qI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Y8LcVw0u60c/s1600-h/DSCN6367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SUrDS9aM7qI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Y8LcVw0u60c/s320/DSCN6367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281248243534851746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my grandpa's passing away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm thankful for everything I have&lt;br /&gt;and I wish everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Merry Christmas!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"May the year to come bring joy and peace."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-7927007743864930711?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/7927007743864930711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=7927007743864930711' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/7927007743864930711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/7927007743864930711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008.html' title='2008'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SUq9el98BYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/E65n1ZopfLw/s72-c/DSCN6035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-4176216257742170740</id><published>2008-12-13T09:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T11:25:44.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!!!&amp;*!@#$&amp;^???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Screw Physics and Econ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-4176216257742170740?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/4176216257742170740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=4176216257742170740' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/4176216257742170740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/4176216257742170740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/12/efdta.html' title='!!!&amp;*!@#$&amp;^???'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-6804605917939244267</id><published>2008-12-12T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:33:53.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#$%@#%</title><content type='html'>&amp;amp;^%#@%&amp;amp;()__()*%()_+%$#@%^*())__(*&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;%%$#@@!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: ms hui theng is currently cracking her head off to write a decent essay..which she fails miserably...and she has gone cuckoo thanks to US tedious and STUPID app process..&lt;br /&gt;at the moment, she is thinking of going shopping..and get herself a nice hair cut and coloring..&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*proof of how nuts she has gone because she is supposed to concentrate on her essays now*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-6804605917939244267?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/6804605917939244267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=6804605917939244267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/6804605917939244267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/6804605917939244267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='#$%@#%'/><author><name>eL tInker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01875704641374347818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-5191519811239702227</id><published>2008-12-02T17:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T17:31:46.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;woohoo my 1st post on paprik lovers! welcome airina! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a sequel to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: justify;" class="post-title entry-title"&gt;&lt;a href="http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/11/omgobama-won-and-i-am-clueless-about-it.html"&gt;OMG..Obama won and i am clueless about it...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ok i'm not clueless about obama's victory but heck, i totally agree with ht! it's been a month now.. and all i do is sleep and eyes sticking to the tv set. lol dont kill me out of jealousy. u guys must be working 24/7 for finals over there. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ht! do you watch guess?? the gameshow from taiwan? omg.. you SO have to watch it! hm i'm not into sitcoms as much.. but i watched so many movies and taiwan dramas this hol i think i'm gonna die without my comp...&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/3005268366632975785-5191519811239702227?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/5191519811239702227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=5191519811239702227' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/5191519811239702227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/5191519811239702227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/12/p.html' title=':P'/><author><name>airina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10227802191033998253</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/_DcxuUAz9BuU/SEUAzr_uoXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/koT5-bu93Sg/S220/P4040084.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-9090565036885716518</id><published>2008-11-26T05:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T05:05:39.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miss miss</title><content type='html'>i forgot something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I MISS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the 50 cents &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MANGO JUICE TOO!!!&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/3005268366632975785-9090565036885716518?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/9090565036885716518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=9090565036885716518' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/9090565036885716518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/9090565036885716518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/11/miss-miss.html' title='miss miss'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-101443561155580439</id><published>2008-11-25T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:31:33.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you're in a spire, inspire.</title><content type='html'>From reality TV, talk shows, game shows, makeovers, hidden camera shows to blogs, online journals and networking sites - they all feed our insatiable voyeurism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't we got enough in our own lives to deal with and think about? Or maybe, you feed on other people's lives to get away from the mess in your own. You lap it all up eagerly, you hunger for more, more and more exposure. You crave drama and sensationalized testimonies and you turn away from facing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your own reality&lt;/span&gt;. Are you really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;living&lt;/span&gt; if your life is lived through the life of another person? You escape your reality by running in the opposite direction; you turn outwards, showing more interest in the lives of others rather than your own. Do you fear what you might discover if you look inward? Depraved souls, we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This culture is disturbing and I am part of this culture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-101443561155580439?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/101443561155580439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=101443561155580439' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/101443561155580439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/101443561155580439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-youre-in-spire-inspire.html' title='When you&apos;re in a spire, inspire.'/><author><name>eL tInker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01875704641374347818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-1961659815113762345</id><published>2008-11-24T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T10:43:00.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I just want to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I miss PAPRIK!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-1961659815113762345?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/1961659815113762345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=1961659815113762345' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/1961659815113762345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/1961659815113762345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-just-want-to-say-i-miss-paprik.html' title=''/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-5971633496958034068</id><published>2008-11-08T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:56:03.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God Knows Best</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;note: feeling sentimental now..this poem struck me in many ways..juz feel like posting it up =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Our Father knows what's best for us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;So why should we complain-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;We always want the sunshine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;But He knows there must be rain-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;We love the sound of laughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;And the merriment of cheer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;But our hearts would lose their tenderness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;If we never shed a tear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;With suffering and with sorrow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;He tests us, not to punish us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;But to help us meet tomorrow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;For growing trees are are strengthened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;When they withstand the storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;So whenever we are troubled,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;And when everything goes wrong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;It is just God working in us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;To make our spirit strong.&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/3005268366632975785-5971633496958034068?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/5971633496958034068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=5971633496958034068' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/5971633496958034068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/5971633496958034068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/11/god-knows-best.html' title='God Knows Best'/><author><name>eL tInker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01875704641374347818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-1775130575512194958</id><published>2008-11-05T15:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T15:47:31.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG..Obama won and i am clueless about it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh my...Obama won and i am clueless about it until my dad told me..forgive me for my ignorance..forgive me for my laziness to read news..forgive me for my lack of update..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the 6th day of holidays..and i am ashamed to say i have not done anything 'productive' so far..i should have checked out the universities, but i didn't..i should have gone to my dad's office to help him, but i didn't..i should have helped out abit in the housework..but i didn't..i should have done many things..but i didn't..hai..LAZINESS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i did was curled up in my house's sofa..and watched tv..desperate housewife, 90210, private practice, grey's anatomy, hong kong drama's..my mum actually said this "ah girl ah, i think u can glue ur eyes to d tv, den u dun have to afraid u will miss anything in the tv"..haha..and u know wat, i think she's right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish to blog about smth more interesting that happened in my life..but there is NONE..haha..unless u guys wan me to blog about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;how susan tried to matchmake d premed student a.k.a drug dealer with Julie&lt;desperate&gt;, or how rich and spoilt are those kids from beverly hills&lt;90210&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i think i will return to my show..ugly betty's next..=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-end of update-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-1775130575512194958?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/1775130575512194958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=1775130575512194958' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/1775130575512194958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/1775130575512194958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/11/omgobama-won-and-i-am-clueless-about-it.html' title='OMG..Obama won and i am clueless about it...'/><author><name>eL tInker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01875704641374347818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-6449988816698608222</id><published>2008-10-27T08:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T08:54:07.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May I Feel Said He</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Somehow, it reminds me of Austin. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;may i feel said he &lt;/strong&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;by E. E. Cummings (1894-1962)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;may i feel said he    &lt;br /&gt;(i'll sqeal said she     &lt;br /&gt;just once said he)     &lt;br /&gt;it's fun said she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;(may i touch said he    &lt;br /&gt;how much said she     &lt;br /&gt;a lot said he)     &lt;br /&gt;why not said she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;(let's go said he    &lt;br /&gt;not too far said she     &lt;br /&gt;what's too far said he     &lt;br /&gt;where you are said she)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;may i stay said he    &lt;br /&gt;(which way said she     &lt;br /&gt;like this said he     &lt;br /&gt;if you kiss said she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;may i move said he    &lt;br /&gt;is it love said she)     &lt;br /&gt;if you're willing said he     &lt;br /&gt;(but you're killing said she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;but it's life said he    &lt;br /&gt;but you wife said she     &lt;br /&gt;now said he)     &lt;br /&gt;ow said she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;(cccome?said he    &lt;br /&gt;ummm said she)     &lt;br /&gt;you're divine!said he     &lt;br /&gt;(you are Mine said she)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;This is one of the poems studied in a poetry class in NU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Nothing beat this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;Interesting, no? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-6449988816698608222?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/6449988816698608222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=6449988816698608222' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/6449988816698608222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/6449988816698608222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/10/may-i-feel-said-he.html' title='May I Feel Said He'/><author><name>Yoke Peng 玉萍</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14045744763208757215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-793853036173904264</id><published>2008-10-19T19:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T19:35:30.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>past, present and future</title><content type='html'>it has been so long since i last posted on papriklovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bad, i have been ignoring you for so long... i shouldn't have. i have not realized how much i have taken you for granted, till today. i keep updating the other one, i forgot all about you. can you forgive me please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, if you are confused, you should be.  i am using the blog as an analogy. i've been busy with my life that i have somewhat neglected one of the things i cherish the most... Austin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this was created in memory of austin, by austinitas? lol. i didn't realize how little contact i kept with you guys ever since you flew, perhaps besides a few MSN conversations and a few comments in Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking. without MSN and FB, i might have totally forget to contact you. i know hui theng and uma periodically calls subby. i bet yiling and yoke peng calls and receive calls, jian wei and vincent and eu win and all those people out there in the states. and i am also aware that i am not close to airina and e-jieh at all, seldom talk to hui theng min and nico and muammar and boon hui and samuel and yong sam and nouri and kuteng despite being in the same college still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today yoke peng called me. and i was close to rejecting the call because it was an "unknown" number. and thank god i didn't. we talked for a good 30 minutes, mainly of her telling me her life there. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*and making me grateful i didn't enter NU, lol, seems God did have a plan for me that doesn't include flying in one year*&lt;/span&gt; thank you Yoke Peng, i love you! i have no idea how much it had cost you... but you know, my gratitude is overflowing =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i do feel a sense of guilt. when you flew, i did not send any of you off. even through unfavorable schedules, something can be worked out, but i didn't want to... sorry =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i'm going to call someone soon. after this headache of projects and tests. whack me if i forget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys, you know? and now i miss you so much. take care =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-793853036173904264?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/793853036173904264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=793853036173904264' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/793853036173904264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/793853036173904264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/10/past-present-and-future.html' title='past, present and future'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08644343984383077236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8MuOkf4YUY8/SUdPRnaW4rI/AAAAAAAAA4I/CQHsdGQif18/S220/ARCHER2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-5833149288531984197</id><published>2008-09-26T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T22:05:52.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Home Sweet Home!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays + home = SUPERB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it's a bit too much for me to say since i go home every week, but there is really no where that can beat home. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;loving family, comfortable bed, aircond, water heater, great food&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;- what else could i ask more? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one week break really came in the right time. i'm exhausted of calculus, physics, chemistry, technical writing...deprived of proper rest..i'm like a panda bear now (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;trust me, look at my eye bag)&lt;/span&gt;..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i am going to enjoy my hols to the fullest!!! it's time to catch up with people, church, sleep, shopping, tv (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the list will never end..haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios for now =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-5833149288531984197?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/5833149288531984197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=5833149288531984197' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/5833149288531984197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/5833149288531984197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/09/home-sweet-home-holidays-home-superb-i.html' title=''/><author><name>eL tInker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01875704641374347818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-3746502337022082259</id><published>2008-09-18T03:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T04:01:40.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A QUICK UPDATE</title><content type='html'>throwing a quick post here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;to all Paprik lovers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing well.  I'm enjoying myself.  I'm broke.  I hate doing my homework.  I tried dancing (salsa and waltz).  I still hate physics.  I am getting fatter (I don't know how, I've been walking and walking and walking).  I'm going shopping this weekend (still the same old me, broke but want to shop!).  I miss going for a late night drink with you guys.  I MISS YOU GUYS!!! I want a hug from everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;to Eugene,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.  I guess that sums it all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;to all my INTEC friends (Mei Yueh, Tim, Jian wei, Q, Shereen, Uma and many many more),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life without you guys just ain't the same.  Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: Uma, I saw someone who looks like you!!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;to May (if you ever see this),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss smsing you!!!!!!!!!!!  Come to US one day.  We can go on a shopping spree again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I have so many things to blog about: orientation, the campus, restaurant week (went to a fabulous Jap restaurant=p), Chinatown trip, Malaysians at Penn, the activities I joined, my college dorm, life here etc) but I'm so behind work.  I'm sorry. =p  I will take more pics (am trying very hard to, but I always forget)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE YOU GUYS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-3746502337022082259?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/3746502337022082259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=3746502337022082259' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/3746502337022082259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/3746502337022082259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/09/throwing-quick-post-here.html' title='A QUICK UPDATE'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-412104784899076679</id><published>2008-08-28T18:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T18:33:16.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Truths</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"Our purpose is not to complain about the steepness of the climb, but to help each other on the way that is often difficult and sometimes perilous. And in the end, all that we do should not be done to glorify ourselves, but to serve others." - Oliver North&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Simple Truths shares some very inspiring words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Every few days I will receive an email from Mac Anderson sharing some small stories and inspiring words. I love a lot of the things Mac Anderson talked about in the newsletter. I am not promoting his books, videos, websites or anything, but his ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This is one of the email I received.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;An excerpt from &lt;em&gt;The Strangest Secret&lt;/em&gt; by Earl Nightingale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;blockquote&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;George Bernard Shaw said, "People are always blaming their circumstances for what they are. I don't believe in circumstances. The people who get on in this world are the people who get up and look for the circumstances they want, and if they can't find them, they make them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Well, it's pretty apparent, isn't it? And every person who discovered this believed (for a while) that he was the first one to work it out. We become what we think about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Conversely, the person who has no goal, who doesn't know where he's going, and whose thoughts must therefore be thoughts of confusion, anxiety and worry - his life becomes one of frustration, fear, anxiety and worry. And if he thinks about nothing... he becomes nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;How does it work? Why do we become what we think about? Well, I'll tell you how it works, as far as we know. To do this, I want to tell you about a situation that parallels the human mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Suppose a farmer has some land, and it's good, fertile land. The land gives the farmer a choice; he may plant in that land whatever he chooses. The land doesn't care. It's up to the farmer to make the decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;We're comparing the human mind with the land because the mind, like the land, doesn't care what you plant in it. It will return what you plant, but it doesn't care what you plant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Now, let's say that the farmer has two seeds in his hand- one is a seed of corn, the other is nightshade, a deadly poison. He digs two little holes in the earth and he plants both seeds-one corn, the other nightshade. He covers up the holes, waters and takes care of the land...and what will happen? Invariably, the land will return what was planted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As it's written in the Bible, "As ye sow, so shall ye reap."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Remember the land doesn't care. It will return poison in just as wonderful abundance as it will corn. So up come the two plants - one corn, one poison.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The human mind is far more fertile, far more incredible and mysterious than the land, but it works the same way. It doesn't care what we plant...success...or failure. A concrete, worthwhile goal...or confusion, misunderstanding, fear, anxiety and so on. But what we plant it must return to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You see, the human mind is the last great unexplored continent on earth. It contains riches beyond our wildest dreams. It will return anything we want to plant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I find those ideas to be very true. Hence, I want to share with everyone this little simple truth I found in the Internet. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Here is one of the video clips I like: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a title="http://www.findingjoymovie.com/" href="http://www.findingjoymovie.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;http://www.findingjoymovie.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;If you are interested, here is the link to get the newsletter (email): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a title="http://www.simpletruths.com/newsletter.asp" href="http://www.simpletruths.com/newsletter.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;"&gt;http://www.simpletruths.com/newsletter.asp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/3005268366632975785-412104784899076679?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/412104784899076679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=412104784899076679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/412104784899076679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/412104784899076679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/08/simple-truths.html' title='Simple Truths'/><author><name>Yoke Peng 玉萍</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14045744763208757215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-8116462341910654094</id><published>2008-08-25T05:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T05:34:33.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amy tagged me n I'm fighting jet lag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) What is the most important thing in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    Jesus, but is Jesus a thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) What is the last thing that you bought with your own money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    a comforter, pillow and fan.  WAIT, that's my dad's money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) Where do you wish to get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    I want a garden wedding, but fellow Malaysians will curse me because the weather in Malaysia     is too hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4) How old do you think you will be permanently owned by your lover?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    I don't want to be owned by someone else.  I'm mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5) Are you in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    What do you think le?  I have gene=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;6) Where was the last restaurant you had dinner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    in Kuching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7) Name the latest book that you bought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    I don't remember, i've been spending my summer reading my sis's books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8) What is your full name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    Lim Shin Jing, no Sabrina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9) Do you prefer your mother or your father?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    Depends depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;10) Name a person that you really wish to meet in real life for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;     don't know, i'm too tired to think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;11) Christina or Britney?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    Britnet, oops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12) Do you do your own laundry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13) The most exciting place you want to go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    too many, but right now, I just want to go to NZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;14) Hug or kisses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    Can I not choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;15) 8 things I am passionate about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    - music&lt;br /&gt;   - God&lt;br /&gt;   - shopping =p&lt;br /&gt;   - reading&lt;br /&gt;   - environment&lt;br /&gt;   - playing my violin&lt;br /&gt;   - many  more..i'm really too tired to think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;16) 8 things I say too often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;      -don't know&lt;br /&gt;     -okla&lt;br /&gt;     -whatever&lt;br /&gt;       -why 8 things?  so many...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17) 8 songs I could listen to over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   - im not answering this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;18) 8 things I learned last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;    -why 8?  i'll answer this ques in another post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-8116462341910654094?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/8116462341910654094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=8116462341910654094' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/8116462341910654094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/8116462341910654094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/08/amy-tagged-me-n-im-fighting-jet-lag.html' title='Amy tagged me n I&apos;m fighting jet lag'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-8065475515753258732</id><published>2008-08-08T11:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T11:58:45.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off They Fly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It has never occur to me the fact that  everyone is so near to the DAY when they are going to fly to another continent  at another part of the world, not until today. When I received a SMS saying  goodbye, it hits me that everyone is going to fly soon, some today. Time flies  again unrealized by me. I feel weird today. I don't know how to describe it.  But, I feel weird. Everyone is going to fly, I am going to fly, in 37 days.  Wow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Shafique is flying off today (August 8)  with those who are going to Pennsylvania State University. I am glad that at  least I managed to send a good bye and good luck to him before he boarded the  plane. He is the first person in INTEC that called me 玉萍, besides my high school  friends. It's really fun to talk with him especially in Chinese on some "mildly"  sensitive issues. =P I will miss you. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Five more days on August 13, another few of  my friends are flying off too. They are going to Carnegie Mellon University.&lt;br /&gt;Yiling, you are one of the smartest girl I have ever met. Even though we are  not that close, I still treasure our friendship a lot. Do visit me at NU. =)&lt;br /&gt;Liang Yeet, my vice president, you are sometime super annoying. But, I like  you and all your lame jokes nonetheless. Thanks for making my life at INTEC full  with laughter, but no thanks for pairing me up with people. =P&lt;br /&gt;Koon Hwa aka  Lost, you are the blur-est person in INTEC I guess. Got lost for once, and got  famous as Lost forever. Don't forget your 宝贝, when you are at CMU. Must love her  always. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;This weekend, on August 17, another few of  my friends are flying off to Michigan University.&lt;br /&gt;Jian Wei, I don't know what  to say to you. You have been very nice to me. Thanks for your help all this  while. Recently, I realize that your name always appears whenever I am with  Austin girls. "If Jian Wei is here, he is going to......" "If Jian Wei knows  about this, he will......"  You should be happy that so many girls are going to  miss you. =P&lt;br /&gt;Fu Han, you are super super funny. Some people might find you a  little annoying, and sometimes I do as well, but you have always made my day  nicer with all your funny and most of the time lame comments. I will definitely  remember you and your boxers. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Last but not least, on August 25, Sabrina  is flying off to University of Pennsylvania. Eu Win is going there too, but I am  not sure about the date. I think he should be flying to UPenn around that time  as well.&lt;br /&gt;Sabrina, you are not indescribable. =P Don't just remember to go New  Zealand and forget to find me at NU. =P See you at US.&lt;br /&gt;Eu Win, my hometown  friend, not that I know about it until last year. But, who cares? =P I think  everyone except some guys will agree with me that you are the most gentleman guy  in Austin. Thanks for your help all this while. You have shown me that BM High  School is still a good school at BM like it used to be long time  ago. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I think that's all for August.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;On September 12, Timothy and Mei Yueh is  flying off to Stanford University.&lt;br /&gt;Timothy, my class reps, thanks for helping  me when my laptop crash last time and when I need help in computer problems. You  have made Austin a great class to be in. =)&lt;br /&gt;Mei Yueh, you are so lucky to get  into you no. 1 dream school, Timothy as well. Envy you two. I will definitely go  California one day. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Among the used-to-be ADFP juniors, I am  the last one to fly. So, I guess nobody is going to send me. =( Just joking.  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I just want to wish everyone flying off to  US mentioned and not mentioned above (I am sorry, I can't mention everyone  here.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Good Luck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;"  &gt;All The  Best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I am going to miss you all.  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Everyone is welcome to visit me at NU. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And, those who are staying at  INTEC for another year. Good luck to you in your applications and everything. I  didn't forget you okay. I will miss you as well. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Gosh. That is so not me.  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;p.s.: I have posted this in both  blogs, my own blog and Paprik Lovers so that everyone can read it. So, this is  not a plagiarism. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;p.p.s.:I know a lot of goodbye posts have been posted in a lot of blogs. But, I still feel like posting this one. So, just bear with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;p.p.p.s.:This is my first proper post in Paprik Lovers, okay. Not just random jokes or facts or quizzes. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-8065475515753258732?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/8065475515753258732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=8065475515753258732' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/8065475515753258732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/8065475515753258732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/08/off-they-fly.html' title='Off They Fly'/><author><name>Yoke Peng 玉萍</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14045744763208757215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-2636251244574849812</id><published>2008-08-04T09:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T11:24:26.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex and Bruise</title><content type='html'>Now now, don't get over excited.  When I say "Sex", I mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 491px; height: 367px;" src="http://www.sexandthecitymovie.com/library/wallpapers/1024x768_SATC_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never watched the series because I find them quite boring.  But, the movie is surprisingly entertaining!  A movie about love lost, love found, forgiveness, friendship and yea, lots of SEX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I love most about this movie - the way Charlotte fiercely protects Carrie against Big after Big decides to not go on with the wedding.  The furious look Charlotte throws at Big is TOUCHING!  It shows how much she cares for and loves her friend.  It shows a friendship so strong, so united. (I sound so mushy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a poem by Beethoven...&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"ever mine,&lt;br /&gt;ever thine,&lt;br /&gt;ever us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A seriously entertaining movie to watch after a stressful day of Bio or Calculus :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't forget about "Bruise".  I can seriously imagine what Jian Wei would have thought of when he first read the title.  Hard sex leading to bruises, right Jian Wei? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJZlkluPsVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/K1Mqcy9jZKY/s1600-h/DSCN6335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 217px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJZlkluPsVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/K1Mqcy9jZKY/s320/DSCN6335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230479696513184082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this is MY BRUISE.  And I got it by absentmindedly walking into a strong-hard-wooden chair in church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;OUCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-2636251244574849812?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/2636251244574849812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=2636251244574849812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/2636251244574849812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/2636251244574849812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/08/sex-and-bruise.html' title='Sex and Bruise'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJZlkluPsVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/K1Mqcy9jZKY/s72-c/DSCN6335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-9123402125559813444</id><published>2008-08-01T12:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T12:25:43.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Ready?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’m going to US in less than a month, and this is how much I’ve packed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229399376320083874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKPBrY1N6I/AAAAAAAAACI/1irLONKW15c/s320/DSCN6306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My list:&lt;br /&gt;1. A laundry bag&lt;br /&gt;2. A coat ( thanks dear =) )&lt;br /&gt;3. A shampoo&lt;br /&gt;4. Colgate =p&lt;br /&gt;5. Facial cleanser&lt;br /&gt;6. Aspirin and Plaster&lt;br /&gt;7. Nth else&lt;br /&gt;8. Mei you le&lt;br /&gt;9. Tak ada lagi&lt;br /&gt;10. NTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much lazier can I go? :p &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So far, I have been lazing around, doing nothing except cleaning my cupboard occasionally and engrossing myself in CHICK LITS (they are so good, sigh)! I was supposed to revise Physics, but thanks to CHICK LITS (there’s so many at home, my sis’s fault), I have been procrastinating and until now, I have successfully finished, hmm, don’t want to say la, PAISEH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Textbooks not ordered, ticket not confirmed, Penn card not registered, forms not filled, SUITCASE NOT PACKED... I’m not ready to go to US.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/3005268366632975785-9123402125559813444?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/9123402125559813444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=9123402125559813444' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/9123402125559813444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/9123402125559813444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-going-to-us-in-less-than-month-and.html' title='Am I Ready?'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKPBrY1N6I/AAAAAAAAACI/1irLONKW15c/s72-c/DSCN6306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-2230940866312793810</id><published>2008-07-28T13:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T13:57:22.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your INNER FISH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/object3/21/112/n19931403485_2939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/object3/21/112/n19931403485_2939.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://profile.ak.facebook.com/object3/21/112/n19931403485_2939.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://profile.ak.facebook.com/object3/21/112/n19931403485_2939.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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;This is my Penn Reading Project, can you believe it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;INNER FISH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&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/3005268366632975785-2230940866312793810?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/2230940866312793810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=2230940866312793810' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/2230940866312793810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/2230940866312793810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/07/your-inner-fish.html' title='Your INNER FISH'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-3090692289239052698</id><published>2008-07-26T17:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T17:58:15.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool</title><content type='html'>Read this. It's so cool...... and funny. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted from &lt;a href="http://bakaartist.blogspot.com/2008/07/boredom-kills.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;XXXXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Something Americans might find interesting (and the rest of us will find funny!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;When NASA first started sending up astronauts, they quickly discovered that ball-point pens would not work in zero gravity.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; To combat this problem, NASA scientists spent a decade and $12 billion developing a pen that writes in zero gravity, upside down, underwater, on almost any surface including glass and at temperatures ranging from below freezing to over 300° C. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; The Russians used a pencil.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Enjoy paying your taxes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why punctuation is important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dear John: &lt;p&gt; I want a man who knows what love is all about. You are generous, kind, thoughtful. People who are not like you admit to being useless and inferior. You have ruined me for other men. I yearn for you. I have no feelings whatsoever when we're apart. I can be forever happy--will you let me be yours? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Gloria  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Dear John: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; I want a man who knows what love is. All about you are generous, kind, thoughtful people, who are not like you. Admit to being useless and inferior. You have ruined me. For other men, I yearn. For you, I have no feelings whatsoever. When we're apart, I can be forever happy. Will you let me be? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Yours, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Gloria&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;How To Be A Gangsta (In 5 Simple Steps)&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; 1. You have to master the swagger of your typical homie. Watch MTV for inspiration, then imitate the ridiculous walk of your favourite rap star.If you find yourself having difficulties, visualize yourself with a massive case of hemmorhoids, and/or a pickle shoved up your ass. A big pickle. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; **CHECKLIST**&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; -- Are your feet wider apart than your shoulders?&lt;br /&gt;-- Do you have a decided backwards slant to your torso?&lt;br /&gt;-- Do your knuckles hit the back of your calves?&lt;br /&gt;If so, then you can continue. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; 2. Language is very important. When attempting to fit in with the rap community, you must forget everything you have learned about the English language and how to speak it properly. It helps if you have some sort of speech impediment, preferably one which makes you sound like you have a mouth full of oatmeal at any given point. Remember, contractions are your new god. Practice at home, at the bus station, at school; anywhere you can. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; TRANSLATION GUIDE:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; yo'ma'ma = A derogatory term, used to insult your mother. (Note: this is supposed to incense you.)&lt;br /&gt;word, y'all = Something roughly equivalent to hello. Variations on this are many:&lt;br /&gt;what'up ho'mes; word to yo'ma'ma; yo y'all (pl. y'allz); what'up; what'da word from'da 'hood; and others.&lt;br /&gt;you best be steppin' = You should leave, before the speaker decides to hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a gon'open a can of whoop'ass on y'all = I will beat you up.&lt;br /&gt;watch'or mouf, man = It would probably be a wise idea, when this is heard, to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;mofo = Motherf***er, in the new hip short talk.&lt;br /&gt;I gots ta bounce = Roughly equivalent to goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;cruisin' = walking about aimlessly, shoving each other into old people and laughing uproariously, whilst calling each other mofos. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; **CHECKLIST**&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; -- Do you use four-letter words within 30 seconds of each other?&lt;br /&gt;-- Can you drop a syllable off of every word without thinking about it?&lt;br /&gt;-- Can you omit words such as "of" and "to" with ease?&lt;br /&gt;-- Would you be unintelligible to your aunts or uncles?&lt;br /&gt;If not, you'd better practice a little more. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; 3. You'll have to acquire a g' name. 2-Pac is a popular one, as is Biggie. (For more information, see "people" section below.) Or, there's always shortening your name to the first letter of your first name, then adding an adjective. For example, there's Lil' J, or Big R. You can also go with just the adjective: Slim, Shorty, etc. You'll fit right in. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; **CHECKLIST**&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; -- Does your name sound stupid?&lt;br /&gt;Well, since this is the only evident requirement, on we go. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; 4. You'll need to be hip to the rap gurus of the moment. A commonly idolized rapper, 2-Pac, was shot some time ago. In the "softcore" rap crowd, Ma$e and Puff Daddy are really cool. Busta Rhymes, Lil' Kim, Biggie Smalls (also dead), Snoop Doggy Dog and Dr. Dre are also cult favourites. Feel free to mix 'n' match at will. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; With the celebrities, come the "sides". There's Westside and Eastside. They have nothing to do with where you are on a map. To demonstrate your undying allegiance to the Westside, cross the two middle fingers on one hand, and wave that hand about profusely, whilst shouting "Wess'ide, man..Wess'ide!" This will go over big. The Eastside sign is formed by turning the previously-made W upside down, in the shape of an M. One will shout "Yo'mofos! Eass'ide rules!" or something of that ilk. Make sure, before you attempt the hand signs, that you're with a group of the same patriotism, or else you'll get a can of whoop'ass opened on you. Y'all, rather. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; **CHECKLIST**&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; -- Can you name the past five rap stars to have gotten shot?&lt;br /&gt;-- Can you wave your hands about with sufficient fury to give yourself carpal tunnel syndrome?&lt;br /&gt;-- Are you scared of your own idiocy?&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope so. These are crucial before moving on to the last section. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; 5. G' clothing is rather simple. For pants, all you need to do is cruise the local mall until you find a really fat person. Check out the waist size on his jeans, then head to the nearest store playing rap music to buy a matching pair. They must also be long. You'll know you've made a good buy when you have three yards of fabric bunched about your ankles. You must wear them low-slung as well. The prerequisite, an assumed few pairs of cool boxer shorts, should be mostly hanging out. But to complete your lower half, you must own a stylin' belt. The purpose of this belt is not altogether clear, save for it holds your pants firmly against your upper thighs and restricts movement, making the rap strut easier. Trust me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; As for what kind of pants to wear, army pants (in any, and all, colours), jeans, tearaways and cargo pants will all do nicely. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; On your top half, you should wear shirts which would fit the fat man at the mall. At the same store where you bought your pants, you will find the bright colours that are a necessity to successful gangsta dress. Oranges, yellows, and greens are especially good. T-shirts are acceptable, provided they have sleeves that reach halfway down your forearm, and that they come at least halfway down your thigh. Sweatshirts should be almost as long, and have either Nike or Fubu emblazoned across the front. Never, EVER get caught dead in a sweater. Jackets are easy. All you need is something that's shiny, bright, and looks like it would fit a 300-pound Eskimo, as well as be suitable for said Eskimo's environmental surroundings. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; For shoes, again, Nikes and Fubus are the best. Reeboks and Adidases are fine for the beginning g'. They have to have cost at least $150, and be shiny and bright. You might as well forget how to tie knots, because the gangsta who ties his shoes up, gets beat up. You can accessorize with one of those key chain straps (the ones that circle your neck) that seem to be all the rage. It must say Fubu on it, of course. A hat is good, as long as it's got one of the previously-mentioned trade names on it. Turn the hat sideways for extra respect. That's spelled R-E-S-P-E-C-T. You can always go with a handkerchief as well, with the hat or alone. Snoop Doggy Dog wears one, if you need celebrity reinforcement. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; **CHECKLIST** &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; -- Could you put on 200+ pounds and not have it be noticed while dressed?&lt;br /&gt;-- Could you fit your entire family into one single pantleg?&lt;br /&gt;-- When you walk, are you perpetually close to tripping/falling over?&lt;br /&gt;-- Is your shirt long enough to cover someone seven feet tall?&lt;br /&gt;It appears, with the above questions answered affirmatively, that you've completed my tutorial and are now a fledgeling gangsta, prepared for the wide world of rap. Happy g'ing! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Check out the latest virus alert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*** VIRUS ALERT ***  &lt;p&gt; If you receive an email entitled "Rumplestiltskin" delete it immediately. Do not open it. It will not only erase everything on your hard drive, but it will also delete anything on disks within 20 feet of your computer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; It demagnetises the stripes on ALL of your credit cards. It reprograms your ATM access code, screws up the tracking on your VCR and uses subspace field harmonics to scratch any CD's you attempt to play. It will re-calibrate your refrigerator's coolness settings so all your ice cream melts and your milk curdles. It will program your phone autodial to call only your mother-in-law's number. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; This virus will mix antifreeze into your fish tank. It will drink all your beer. It will leave dirty socks on the coffee table when you are expecting company. Its radioactive emissions will cause your toe jam and bellybutton fuzz (be honest, you have some) to migrate behind your ears. It will replace your shampoo with Nair and your Nair with Rogaine, all while dating your current boy/girlfriend behind your back and billing their hotel rendezvous to your Visa card. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; It will cause you to run with scissors and throw things in a way that is only fun until someone loses an eye. It will give you Dutch Elm Disease and Tinea. It will rewrite your backup files, changing all your active verbs to passive tense and incorporating undetectable misspellings which grossly change the interpretations of key sentences. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; If the "Rumplestiltskin" message is opened in a Windows95 environment, it will leave the toilet seat up and leave your hair dryer plugged in dangerously close to a full bathtub. It will not only remove the forbidden tags from your mattresses and pillows, but it will also refill your skim milk with whole milk. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; It will replace all your luncheon meat with Spam. It will molecularly rearrange your cologne or perfume, causing it to smell like dill pickles. It is insidious and subtle. It is dangerous and terrifying to behold. It is also a rather interesting shade of mauve. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; I repeat.... do not open it.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How about some highly interesting (read useless) facts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coca-Cola was originally green.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Intelligent people have more zinc and copper in their hair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The world's youngest parents were 8 and 9 and lived in China in 1910.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;If a statue in the park of a person on a horse has both front legs in the air, the person died in battle. If the horse has one front leg in the air the person died as a result of wounds received in battle. If the horse has all four legs on the ground, the person died of natural causes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Hershey's Kisses are called that because the machine that make them looks like it's kissing the conveyor belt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Q. What do bulletproof vests, fire escapes, windshield wipers, and laser printers all have in common?&lt;br /&gt;A. All invented by women.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Q. What is an activity performed by 40% of all people at a party?&lt;br /&gt;A. Snoop in your medicine cabinet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;In ancient England a person could not have sex unless you had consent of the King (unless you were in the Royal Family). When anyone wanted to have a baby, they got consent of the King, the King gave them a placard that they hung on their door while they were having sex. The placard had F.*.*.*. (Fornication Under Consent of the King) on it. Now you know where that came from.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;In Scotland, a new game was invented. It was entitled Gentlemen Only Ladies Forbidden.... and thus the word GOLF entered the vocabulary.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ponder these imponderables!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; If you're in a vehicle going the speed of light, what happens when you turn on the headlights?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do they put Braille dots on the keypad of the drive-up ATM? &lt;p&gt; Why do we drive on parkways and park on driveways? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Why isn't "palindrome" spelled the same way backwards? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Why is it that when you transport something by car, it's called a shipment, but when you transport something by ship, it's called cargo? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You know that little indestructible black box that is used on planes, why can't they make the whole plane out of the same substance? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Why is it that when you're driving and looking for an address, you turn down the volume on the radio? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; If someone invented instant water, what would they mix it with? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Why is it called a TV "set" when you only get one? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Why does your nose run and your feet smell? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Why does an alarm clock "go off" when it begins ringing? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; If pro is the opposite of con, is progress the opposite of congress?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Why is it called a "building" when it is already built? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Why do they call them "apartments" when they are all stuck together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; If you keep trying to prove Murphy's Law, will something keep going wrong? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Why does flammable and inflammable mean the same thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Shouldn't there be a shorter word for "monosyllabic"?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Why are cigarettes sold in gas stations when smoking is prohibited there? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Why do fat chance and slim chance mean the same thing? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; If you can't drink and drive, why do you need a driver's license to buy liquor, and why do bars have parking lots? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Have you ever imagined a world with no hypothetical situations?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; If 7-11 is open 24 hours a day, 365 days a year, why are there locks on the doors?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; When they ship styrofoam, what do they pack it in? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; If 75% of all accidents happen within 5 miles of home, why not move 10 miles away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Why do 'tug' boats push their barges?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Instructions on how to install software - the truth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOW TO INSTALL SOFTWARE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; 1. Examine the software packaging until you find a little printed box that explains what kind of computer system you need to run the software. It should look something like this: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; SYSTEM REQUIREMENTS&lt;br /&gt;2386 PROCESSOR OR HIGHER&lt;br /&gt;628.8 MEGAHERTZ MODEM&lt;br /&gt;719.7 MB FREE DISK SPACE&lt;br /&gt;3546 MB RAM&lt;br /&gt;432323 MB ROM&lt;br /&gt;05948737 MB RPM ANTILOCK BRAKING SYSTEM  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; NOTE: This software will not work on your computer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;2. Open the software packaging and remove the manual. This will contain detailed instructions on installing, operating, and troubleshooting the software. Throw it away. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;3. Find the actual software, which should be in the form of either a 3.5-inch floppy diskette or a CD-ROM, located inside a sealed envelope that says: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; LICENSING AGREEMENT:&lt;br /&gt;By breaking this seal, the user hereinafter agrees to abide by all the terms and conditions of the following agreement that nobody ever reads, as well as the Geneva Convention and the U.N. Charter and the Secret Membership Oath of the Benevolent Protective Order of the Elks and such other terms and conditions, real and imaginary, as the Software Company shall deem necessary and appropriate, including the right to come to the user's home and examine the user's hard drive, as well as the user's underwear drawer if we feel like it, take it or leave it, until death do us part, one nation indivisible, by the dawn's early light,....finders keepers, losers weepers, thanks you've been a great crowd, and don't forget to tip your servers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; 4. Hand the software to a child aged 3 through 12 and say, "(Name of child), please install this on my computer." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; 5. If you have no child age 3 through 12, insert the software in the appropriate drive, type "SETUP" and press the Enter key. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; 6. Turn the computer on, you idiot. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; 7. Once again type "SETUP" and press the Enter key. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; 8. You will hear grinding and whirring noises for awhile, after which the following message should appear on your screen: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The installation Program will now examine your system to see what would be the best way to render it inoperable. Is it OK with you? Choose one, and be honest:&lt;br /&gt;+-------+ +--------+ | YES | | SURE | +-------+ +--------+  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; 9. After you make your selection, you will hear grinding and whirring for a very long time while the installation program does God knows what in there. Some installation programs can actually alter molecular structures, so that when they're done, your computer has been transformed into an entirely new device, such as a food processor. At the very least, the installation program will create many new directories, sub-directories, sub-sub-directories, on your hard drive and fill them with thousands of mysterious files with names like "puree.exe," "fester.dat," and "doo.wha." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; 10. When the installation program is finished, your screen should display the following message: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS The installation program cannot think of anything else to do to your computer and has grown bored. You may now attempt to run your software. If you experience any problems, electrical shocks, insomnia, shortness of breath, nasal discharge, or intestinal parasites, you should immediately *!@!$)$%@&amp;amp;*^)$*!#$_$. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;11. At this point your computer system should become less functional than the federal government, refusing to respond even when struck with furniture. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;12. Call the toll-free Technical Support Hotline number listed on the package and wait on the line for a representative, who will explain to you, in a clear, step-by-step manner, how to adopt a child aged 3 through 12.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center;"&gt;XXXXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Have a nice day. =)&lt;/span&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/3005268366632975785-3090692289239052698?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/3090692289239052698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=3090692289239052698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/3090692289239052698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/3090692289239052698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/07/cool.html' title='Cool'/><author><name>Yoke Peng 玉萍</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14045744763208757215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-5955249764343330648</id><published>2008-07-26T11:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T12:07:57.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TODAY I PRESENT...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, I present you...&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;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;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;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;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; GUAVA!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227163303585909858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SIqdVHUyDGI/AAAAAAAAABs/5mmLisoDfZM/s320/DSCN6300.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pic is a bit dark...=p but can still see it's pink right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Last week, Airina, Yoke Peng and Jian Wei told me that they have never seen a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; guava before. And since &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; guava is one of the nicest fruit ever (ya, it is!!!), I thought I should do it justice by introducing it to everyone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;On the outside, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; guava looks the same as the normal, white guava that you eat. However, on the inside, it is &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; (so cute right?=)). It is juicier than the white guava and the texture is softer. It is still crispy (is that the right term?) but with a certain tenderness, which makes it nicer than white guava. Besides that, it is SWEETER!!! Now, who wouldn't like something that is sweet (not overly sweet la)?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So guys, try the &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; guava!!! It's full of Vitamin C (the rind apparently has more Vitamin C than citrus fruits) and it's tasty. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Can't find one in West Malaysia? Come to Kuching, to my home. I have huge supplies here=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/3005268366632975785-5955249764343330648?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/5955249764343330648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=5955249764343330648' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/5955249764343330648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/5955249764343330648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-i-present-you.html' title='TODAY I PRESENT...'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SIqdVHUyDGI/AAAAAAAAABs/5mmLisoDfZM/s72-c/DSCN6300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-8967941456838234268</id><published>2008-07-24T22:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T22:50:01.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lateral Thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I got this interesting email last time. Maybe quite a number of you have tried it before. It's okay. Just let those who has never tried this to try. If you think you are smart, try this. If you think you are not smart, try this as well. Who knows you might turn out to be a smart person. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see who can answer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;correctly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; the most questions . No cookie for correct answers though. =P I will post up the answers next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This puzzle is called Lateral Thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Scroll down slowly and be honest to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Q1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;board&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans. = man overboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's see if you've got the hang of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Q2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ------------&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ans. = I understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK . . .&lt;br /&gt;Got the drift ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's try a few now and see how you fare ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Q3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; /r/e/a/d/i/n/g/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Q4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; r&lt;br /&gt;road&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;d&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Q5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; cycle&lt;br /&gt;cycle&lt;br /&gt;cycle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Q6.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;M.D.&lt;br /&gt;Ph.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Q7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ------------&lt;br /&gt;light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(U can prove u r smart by getting this one. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Q8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ---------------&lt;br /&gt;feet feet feet feet feet feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Q9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;he's X himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Q10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ecnalg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Q11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; death ..... life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Q12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:18;"  &gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THINK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And the last one is real fun……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Q13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ababaaabbbbaaaabbbbababaabbaaabbbb...&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/3005268366632975785-8967941456838234268?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/8967941456838234268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=8967941456838234268' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/8967941456838234268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/8967941456838234268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/07/lateral-thinking.html' title='Lateral Thinking'/><author><name>Yoke Peng 玉萍</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14045744763208757215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-4051746642281711439</id><published>2008-07-15T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T20:18:00.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a short post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;subby and yoke peng are back!! teehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;won't be studying C++ this semester!! yes!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;will be going kuantan, airina's place this week!! hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;i am happy! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-4051746642281711439?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/4051746642281711439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=4051746642281711439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/4051746642281711439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/4051746642281711439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/07/short-post.html' title='a short post'/><author><name>eL tInker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01875704641374347818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-5310940185021736587</id><published>2008-07-12T15:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T15:44:33.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughter Is The Best Medicine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="MessageBodyAll" style="display: block; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;    &lt;div class="MessageBody"&gt;            Hello, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first post here. I was occupied with my own blog. Hence, a late welcome post here.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Paprik Lovers. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is something to share with everyone. Take sometime from Calculus-ing, Chemistry-ing, Physics-ing, holiday-ing or whatever-ing and read this. It is totally good for your health since &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;laughter is the best medicine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And thus, your grades will be great because you will have a healthy body to cope with study. Or, your days will be better since laughter made one's days nicer. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you are too stressed or too free......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me introduce you to our all time favorite man in this world.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="MessageBodyText" class="ExternalClass"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Ah Beng!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Best of Ah Beng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng bought a new mobile.&lt;br /&gt;He sent a message to everyone from his Phone Book &amp;amp; said, "My Mobile No. Has changed. Earlier it was Nokia 3310. Now it is 6610"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : I am a Proud, coz my son  is in Medical College.&lt;br /&gt;Friend : Really, what is he studying.&lt;br /&gt;Ah  Beng : No, he is not studying, they are Studying him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : Doctor, in my  dreams, I play football every night.&lt;br /&gt;DR : Take this tablet, you will be  ok.&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : Can I take tomorrow, tonight is final game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : If I die, will u  remarry?&lt;br /&gt;Wife : No! I'll stay with my sister. But if I die will u  remarry?&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : No, I'll also stay with your sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : People consider me  as a "GOD"&lt;br /&gt;Wife : How do you know??&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : When I went to the  Park today, everybody said, Oh GOD! U have come again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng complained to the  police : "Sir, all items are missing, except the TV in my house."&lt;br /&gt;Police : "How the thief did not take TV?"&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : "I was watching TV  news..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng comes  back 2 his car &amp;amp; find a note saying "Parking Fine"&lt;br /&gt;He Writes a note  and sticks it to a pole "Thanks for complement."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you recognize Ah  Beng in School?&lt;br /&gt;He is the one who erases the notes from the book when  the teacher erases the board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Ah Beng was walking  he had a glove on one hand and not on other.&lt;br /&gt;So the man asked him why he  did so. He replied that the weather forecast announced that on one hand  it would be cold and on the other hand it would be hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng in a bar and  his cellular phone rings. He picks it up and Says "Hello, how did  you know I was here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : Why are  all these people running?&lt;br /&gt;Man : This is a race, the winner will get the  cup&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : If only the winner will get the cup, why others  running?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher : "I killed a person" convert this sentence into future tense&lt;br /&gt;Ah  Beng : The future tense is "u will go to jail"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng told his  servant : "Go and water the plants!"&lt;br /&gt;Servant : "It's already  raining."&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng : "So what? Take an umbrella and go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man asked Ah  Beng why Ahmad Badawi goes walking in the Evening and not in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng replied Ahmad Badawi is PM not AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Great. =D&lt;br /&gt;No. You have no sense of humor, Ah Beng. Just joking. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-5310940185021736587?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/5310940185021736587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=5310940185021736587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/5310940185021736587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/5310940185021736587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/07/laughter-is-best-medicine.html' title='Laughter Is The Best Medicine'/><author><name>Yoke Peng 玉萍</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14045744763208757215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-6290453745315569104</id><published>2008-07-09T18:14:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T18:20:37.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 LUMPS GONE</title><content type='html'>I want to blog about the recent minor surgery I underwent, but I have no pics, nth, nil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, just one announcement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HAD MY CYSTS REMOVED!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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I won’t be seeing Airina in the bus anymore and there won’t be any more crazy Austin gathering. Jian Wei won’t come hitting my head every morn and Tim won’t sms me in the middle of the night asking for help in Calculus. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Many words to say, but I do not know how to express myself. So, here I express my thanks to everyone who has helped shaped my INTEC life into something memorable and enjoyable (I can’t believe I am using this word).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;To Hui Theng, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219933353645219538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SHDtuo88ntI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VQsWmFRmfRE/s320/P3060088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Thanks for the laughter u brought to my life, the encouragement and support you gave me when I was waiting for results from the universities. Getting lost together, jogging before a paprik meal, pumping our first petrol are memories I will keep forever. Continue to follow God in your daily life, have faith in Him. I will miss you a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Airina, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219934220453208210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SHDuhGEE4JI/AAAAAAAAAAU/XIpSkcPP9l4/s320/DSCN6244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I still remember the first interesting thing you told me about yourself. You said you can sneeze 11 times without stopping and I was flabbergasted! Not because it’s amazing (I mean, it is...), but because I sneezed 11 times continuously before too. Haha. I will miss shopping with you and I won’t forget the hardship we went through applying for ED/EA. Enjoy your last year in INTEC, you still have Hui Theng there. Stay compact=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Liz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219937365923057394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SHDxYL2hzvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ok_Aen3AyNc/s320/DSC00006+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were the one who stayed with me throughout the 3 semesters. Thanks for never refusing to help me even though sometimes, you need to go an extra mile just to help me. You are beautiful and smart, be confident of yourself. Even though you can get REALLY competitive sometimes, but that’s what I love about you. Strive on, baby! Never think that you are not good enough. I wish for a day that I will see you as someone who is confident with herself. HUGSSS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Yoke Peng,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219938071350605762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SHDyBPxj98I/AAAAAAAAAA8/bxy5uammMAM/s320/100_0973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Thanks for being a great source of information throughout the whole application and registering process, haha. You are the youngest among us, yet I have always felt that you are the strongest among us all. You do not complain over little things; you take life as it is. I admire you. Keep in touch. We will rock US together!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Tim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219938659829931986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SHDyjgB939I/AAAAAAAAABE/XeRb4ISbEuU/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;You made Austin a class fun to be in. Thanks for organizing the ATU grad dinner, as well as the other Austin gatherings. I didn’t mind answering your cal questions; need more help? Just ask=) But no late night ques k? Have fun in Stanford, I will be visiting you soon. And at that time, you have to bring me around yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jian Wei,&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219938861914546498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SHDyvQ2sYUI/AAAAAAAAABM/py243BNsL0U/s320/18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being a great friend, but NO thanks for hitting me in the head all the time. I will miss your “bang balls”, “shit bricks”, “morning sunflower”, “no hugs and kisses” comments. Visit me in Penn ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Mei Yueh, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/tanmeiyueh/SHCxbeylRnI/AAAAAAAAAz4/Mub5JLBmXbg/s144/P1000388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I will miss your doraemon ring tone=) No more buying fish for the cat or late night studying together d. No more cramming for Cal together as well. I will remember you ( I have the doraemon tissue box cover=p) and I will miss all the fun we had together. Remember your bday? Haha... At least you won’t have things like your shorts disappearing from your room anymore huh?=) I’ll see you in winter!!! (fingers crossed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To E-jieh, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219939401848101298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SHDzOsQ4mbI/AAAAAAAAABc/D6qKydsF178/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;No thanks for calling me “animal hater”. Fyi, I’m just scared of furry animals. Still, thanks for making me laugh by stealing and gobbling down Hui Theng’s jelly during the Saisaki trip and by making stupid and random comments on people’s certain part of the body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Yiling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219939128636239090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SHDy-yeGbPI/AAAAAAAAABU/z_Jl7Fv3Cqw/s320/DSCN6041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Thanks for hosting us twice; I love PD!!!!!! See you in Penn and we shall go shopping in New York ok? Apparently, outlets in US have like really nice and branded goods and they sell them at a really good bargain, hehe. Don’t forget me on any of your shopping spree k?=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the rest ( Uma, Liang Yeet, Sze Yin, Amy, Shereen, Eu Win, Q etc ), thanks for everything you have done for me. I assure you, without you guys, life in INTEC won’t be the same. I wish all of you the best in everything you do and KEEP IN TOUCH!!! You can spam me or whatsoever, just KEEP IN TOUCH!!!&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-6024894988050347412?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/6024894988050347412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=6024894988050347412' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/6024894988050347412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/6024894988050347412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/07/classes-start-today-but-im-at-home.html' title='Why Can&apos;t We Fly Together?'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SHDtuo88ntI/AAAAAAAAAAM/VQsWmFRmfRE/s72-c/P3060088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-9107652355724344942</id><published>2008-07-06T12:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T13:23:23.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KUCHING'S TRIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;                  &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;one word to descibe the kuching:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;             &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330000;"&gt;FABULOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANKS ALOT &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SABRINA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; FOR THIS GREAT TRIP..&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I will always remember ur &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;warm&lt;/span&gt; parents, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#990000;"&gt;cool&lt;/span&gt; sister and ur&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cheeky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; brother..hehe..and i will never forget the taste of kolomee, laksa, foochow food, seafood, d fern dish and most importantly,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;TEBALOI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(I'm so loving it, hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                                          here to u subby =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219764489235374114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/SHBUJcASoCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/a0KgFYszt2s/s200/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                              &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                                                               here's to us  "p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219765477554495186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/SHBVC9x7ntI/AAAAAAAAAG0/IR1bk_lGilg/s200/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. for more details about this trip, liz will update in her blog. check it out at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sakurasyaoranforever.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://sakurasyaoranforever.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and for more pictures, do check out mei yueh's blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://brucesharky.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://brucesharky.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/SHBTu97Z05I/AAAAAAAAAGk/SEp4EUts-nM/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/3005268366632975785-9107652355724344942?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/9107652355724344942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=9107652355724344942' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/9107652355724344942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/9107652355724344942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/07/kuchings-trip.html' title='KUCHING&apos;S TRIP'/><author><name>eL tInker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01875704641374347818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/SHBUJcASoCI/AAAAAAAAAGs/a0KgFYszt2s/s72-c/Image007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-3483893975362013198</id><published>2008-06-30T11:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T12:04:30.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anything and Whatever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8MuOkf4YUY8/SGhYzh-VQPI/AAAAAAAAAS8/PWR_f3B2KUo/s1600-h/whatever.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my aunt's house last week, and I went to Jusco. There.. I saw two very very cute drinks,&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="left"&gt;Now, no more excuse to,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What do you want to drink?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Anything"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Whatever."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~drumroll~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;INTRODUCING..... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ANYTHING AND WHATEVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8MuOkf4YUY8/SGhYzh-VQPI/AAAAAAAAAS8/PWR_f3B2KUo/s1600-h/whatever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217517810625102066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8MuOkf4YUY8/SGhYzh-VQPI/AAAAAAAAAS8/PWR_f3B2KUo/s320/whatever.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8MuOkf4YUY8/SGhYzpp0dTI/AAAAAAAAATE/Ve4vACrsAV0/s1600-h/anything.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217517812686550322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8MuOkf4YUY8/SGhYzpp0dTI/AAAAAAAAATE/Ve4vACrsAV0/s320/anything.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is a non-carbonated drink package that comes in 6 different flavors; among which is Ice Lemon Tea and Chrysanthemum Tea.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is a carbonated drink package with seven flavors spanning, orange. fizzy lemon, etc etc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just drinks&lt;/em&gt; you'd say, nothing spectacular. But it is so so so so cute because &lt;strong&gt;YOU DO NOT KNOW WHAT"S INSIDE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yup. You have no idea what is inside. There are six and seven possible flavors, but the individual cans are not labelled with the content. You will not know what's inside until you pop it open and try! (The sample they gave free at the counter: I got &lt;em&gt;Ice Lemon Tea&lt;/em&gt;, and it tasted &lt;em&gt;great&lt;/em&gt; =) )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Interesting, no? You ask for &lt;em&gt;whatever&lt;/em&gt;, you get &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whatever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TRY IT! I wanted to but they only sell in half dozen packs, I can't drink all six in one day. =( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to Jusco: &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sell them individually&lt;/span&gt; for us to sample, and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pay me for advertising for you&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hehehehehe. Do check them out! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-3483893975362013198?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/3483893975362013198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=3483893975362013198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/3483893975362013198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/3483893975362013198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/06/anything-and-whatever.html' title='Anything and Whatever'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08644343984383077236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8MuOkf4YUY8/SUdPRnaW4rI/AAAAAAAAA4I/CQHsdGQif18/S220/ARCHER2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_8MuOkf4YUY8/SGhYzh-VQPI/AAAAAAAAAS8/PWR_f3B2KUo/s72-c/whatever.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-6036245188144508496</id><published>2008-06-25T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T22:19:54.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Started on the wrong foot from the beginning...</title><content type='html'>Have you ever got lost on the way to a shopping center and ended up in the place where you started?  Have you ever parked your car in a shopping center parking lot and when you are done with shopping, you cannot locate the car?  Have all these things happened to you in one day?  Well, it did, to me.  Actually, not just me.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me retell the story…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After “screwing” our final calculus test, A, B and C decided to go shopping in Sunway.   A was confident that she knows the way down, so A decided to drive.  HOWEVER, A missed an exit and soon, it was chaotic in the car.  Below are examples of conversations that took place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:  How now, how now? &lt;br /&gt;B:  Don’t panic.  Just follow the signboard.&lt;br /&gt;C: (silent)&lt;br /&gt;A:  How can I miss the exit?  How can I be so stupid? Aiyo….&lt;br /&gt;B: Where are we now?&lt;br /&gt;C: (silent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, A, B and C took a LOOOOONNNG way to….nope, not Sunway, but SHAH ALAM, where they started from.  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;After reaching Sunway AN HOUR later, A, B and C went to watch a movie and shop.  Everything went well;  A and C went lingerie shopping, B bought a top.  Dinner was pleasant and soon it was time to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the next drama unfolds…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:  Where’s the car ar?  I remember I said we should go up 2 floors to reach the parking lot…&lt;br /&gt;B:  It’s not this floor la.  It’s one floor up.&lt;br /&gt;C:  I don’t remember which floor.&lt;br /&gt;A:  There, that’s the “green light” signboard I saw just now.&lt;br /&gt;B:  But, the car is not here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, do you know where the car was?  B was right: one floor up!(There was another “green light” signboard one floor up)  And they spent more than 15 minutes trying to find the car on the other floor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, they’ve got the car.  But, how do they get out from the parking lot???  All the freaking arrows point to the same side!!!!!!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Keluar --&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, A followed the sign…But, in the end, this was what they saw: “More Parking --&gt;”, freaking weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end (after turning round and round for like 5 times? And asking a guard), they managed to find their way out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it does not end there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On their way back, they took a detour to the petrol station.  3 girls who have never pumped petrol in their whole lives tried it for the first time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:  How do I open the thingy to pump the petrol?&lt;br /&gt;B: (sweat)It’s at the side there…open your door and look for it.&lt;br /&gt;A: Oh, ok.  I found it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, they started pumping RM12 worth of petrol.  (I know I know.  It’s just around 4 liters.)  Suddenly…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Hey, this thing is not long enough.  I cannot reach the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, A had to move the car while B and C held the pumping thingy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing happened after that.  Everything went smoothly and they got back safe and sound.  The journey wasn’t a smooth ride from the beginning.  But, A, B and C enjoyed all the little adventures and learnt many lessons (like never miss an exit on the highway…).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, guess who is A, B and C? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prizes for those who guess correctly =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-6036245188144508496?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/6036245188144508496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=6036245188144508496' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/6036245188144508496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/6036245188144508496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/06/started-on-wrong-foot-from-beginning.html' title='Started on the wrong foot from the beginning...'/><author><name>Sabrina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07821024851260911772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_7r8_R83rbU4/SJKN7mk3kgI/AAAAAAAAACA/xEmLHJmnuCM/S220/28042007302.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-7059775357474103023</id><published>2008-06-13T17:45:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T22:29:08.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why paprik?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;'olla everybody!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;why paprik?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why paprik? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;why paprik?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;why paprik&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yup..'kenapa' paprik? well, all of you must be wondering...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i proudly present all of you our beloved 'nasi paprik'!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/SFJfeJSnz5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/Ax8aRuup1ac/s1600-h/paprik+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211332690315825042" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/SFJfeJSnz5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/Ax8aRuup1ac/s200/paprik+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;it's red!! ta da da da..i'm loving it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;Before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i explain why w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e name our blog 'paprik lovers', let me 'secara hormatnya' introduce all of you to our paprik 'sifu', &lt;strong&gt;yoke peng&lt;/strong&gt; (also known as calculus genius)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/SFJF-Xg5MGI/AAAAAAAAADs/JXpGU8tKKUc/s1600-h/yoke+peng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211304656587272290" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/SFJF-Xg5MGI/AAAAAAAAADs/JXpGU8tKKUc/s200/yoke+peng.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is she?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~she is the one who faithfully eats paprik almost everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~she is the one who loves paprik to bits!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~she is the one start spreading the paprik 'gospel', the one who never gives up in believing that paprik is the most delicious food in the world and eventually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:180%;" &gt;ten ten ten&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~NOW, she is the 'sifu' and have many faithful disciples under her which includes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1) me a.k.a el tinker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/SFJoP6LBJ6I/AAAAAAAAAGU/APh-mmkr3jY/s1600-h/Image225.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-blank- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;el tinker: where u eating tonight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yp: cemara la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el tinker: what u eating? sien la the food there..somemore have to wait so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yp: nasi paprik..try la..it's very nice u know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;el tinker: really? how does it taste like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yp: u try la..den u will knw (with evil grins)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thus, ms el tinker followed miss yoke peng to cemara cafeteria..and the results?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;ms el tinker becomes her 1st disciple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2) sabrina a.k.a subby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/SFJTlovt3hI/AAAAAAAAAE4/fBqJY6BQp_M/s1600-h/subby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211319624878906898" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/SFJTlovt3hI/AAAAAAAAAE4/fBqJY6BQp_M/s200/subby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(haiz, this gal ah..dun have her individual pic..so..i can only take this one which has her beloved bf in it.."P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, subby is the &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;disciple no &lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; she always eat paprik with mango juice (another delicacy of cemara)..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;subby: hui theng, so we go jog at 445. den, we shower and eat paprik at 6 k? oh yea, plus mango juice (smiling brightly, flashing her white teeth, can sense a longing in her..longing for PAPRIK)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el tinker: alright..no problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;at 6.30(after dinner),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;subby: i was yearning for paprik earlier..now i am satisfied(grinning widely)..nice food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liz: u like pregnant lady only..pregnant lady only yearn for certain food..and very happy when she gets it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;note: subby can be seen blushing..well..her face..as red as paprik..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus, this has become a routine for us..1st, jogging, shower, paprik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;about liz comment on pregnant lady, we do not know whether subby is pregnant or not..well, it depends on u guys to decide..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; elizabeth a.k.a ms liz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/SFJSU53jMAI/AAAAAAAAAEw/H2GTOWf5lmI/s1600-h/liz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211318237905760258" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/SFJSU53jMAI/AAAAAAAAAEw/H2GTOWf5lmI/s200/liz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liz, &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;disciple no 3&lt;/span&gt;, used to hate paprik..but like many fairytale stories, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on one fateful day, she decided to try paprik (after many persistent attempts by our sifu) and once she tried it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;one taste, and my fate was sealed, paprik: my secret love, unveiled!"-quoted by liz herself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) yiling a.k.a yi ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/SFJY_sE0EkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/TY5-RDTFWcg/s1600-h/yi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211325570007437890" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/SFJY_sE0EkI/AAAAAAAAAFA/TY5-RDTFWcg/s200/yi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(our sifu and yiling)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yiling, being the&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt; disciple no 4,&lt;/span&gt; has a famous saying '&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;my baby wans paprik tonight'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eh, another pregnant woman? no la u DOINK!! baby refers to her stomach..use la ur brain "p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am not sure how she came to know paprik..but often, u can see her and uma waiting patiently at cemara stall..of course..for the sake of &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;PAPRIK!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;last but not least,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) airina a.k.a sleeping beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DcxuUAz9BuU/SFe9NkJ7dwI/AAAAAAAAALA/Z88J-fQ2n68/s1600-h/P3060070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212843134445909762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_DcxuUAz9BuU/SFe9NkJ7dwI/AAAAAAAAALA/Z88J-fQ2n68/s200/P3060070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she is the last disciple of yoke peng SO FAR(sifu will continue preaching) and she only tried paprik once..she din even finish hers..BUT..she is still one of the disciples simply because she said "hao qi" (delicious) when she was eating it..so..her fate is sealed too..she is our &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51)"&gt;disciple no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,255,51);font-size:180%;" &gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was how the name paprik lovers came about..due to our&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,102)"&gt; undying faithfulness&lt;/span&gt; to nasi paprik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/SFJpGSN8LDI/AAAAAAAAAGc/XQARB17iU_w/s1600-h/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211343275511524402" style="WIDTH: 233px; HEIGHT: 173px" height="150" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/SFJpGSN8LDI/AAAAAAAAAGc/XQARB17iU_w/s200/us.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;all of us..minus off the guys)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;we, the paprik lovers, in the name of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;calculus, take paprik as our favourite food, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poor, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish paprik, until we are parted by death. this is our solemn vow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/SFJpGSN8LDI/AAAAAAAAAGc/XQARB17iU_w/s1600-h/us.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-7059775357474103023?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/7059775357474103023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=7059775357474103023' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/7059775357474103023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/7059775357474103023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-paprik.html' title='why paprik?'/><author><name>eL tInker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01875704641374347818</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9E5VA_fUUU4/SFJfeJSnz5I/AAAAAAAAAGI/Ax8aRuup1ac/s72-c/paprik+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3005268366632975785.post-7600948301575393362</id><published>2008-05-28T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T22:13:51.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irashaimase</title><content type='html'>Welcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally. A blog we discussed about for weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you accept the invitation to be an author~ the next time I go online I will grant you admin privileges. Hence, the blog is free for you to play with~ to play with colors and templates and links and so on and so forth. Do work your magic here! And I am pretty sure we will all agree not to tamper with each other posts, so no worries there. ;-) I have done close to nothing with the layout (lazy lah~ need to study calculus =P) so fire away. I know all of you are more creative than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we have more stuff on board (like a design, lol), then shall we put a link to this on our personal blogs? Or do you want to keep this private? I think we better agree on this point before doing anything else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I sound too... naggish. But well, I don't want to be scolded for linking this in the future! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look forward to reading the blogs of Austin gals Fall 2007... The only one missing is Azlina... unfortunately. sigh. But though I am not one to gossip, I'm sure that she is preoccupied with her Harry Potter~ but Azlina, if you ever read this and want to join us, leave a comment with your email address, and hey presto! I will add you as an author! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get started! Hui Theng has claimed the right to elaborate on why this blog is named papriklovers.com as well as the right to introduce the members of this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3005268366632975785-7600948301575393362?l=papriklovers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/feeds/7600948301575393362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3005268366632975785&amp;postID=7600948301575393362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/7600948301575393362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3005268366632975785/posts/default/7600948301575393362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://papriklovers.blogspot.com/2008/05/irashaimase.html' title='Irashaimase'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08644343984383077236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8MuOkf4YUY8/SUdPRnaW4rI/AAAAAAAAA4I/CQHsdGQif18/S220/ARCHER2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
