<?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-1701295543218526091</id><updated>2012-03-03T05:16:22.183+08:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Vacation to PD'/><category term='Hope'/><category term='Exams'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Love Stories'/><category term='emo'/><category term='September'/><category term='A&apos;levels'/><category term='Nowadays'/><category term='De-stressing'/><category term='Goodbye'/><category term='her'/><category term='PROM'/><title type='text'>SERENITY</title><subtitle type='html'>I find peace when i'm confused... I find hope when i'm let down</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1701295543218526091.post-6544314920211335870</id><published>2007-10-12T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T14:03:00.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of the beginning</title><content type='html'>I can't believe college has come to an end (appart from examz).. Feels like only last month it all began... At least its been one heck of a rollercoster ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since day one... have always been wishing for college to end and so go into uni... but now to think of it.. these past 16 months has probably been the best 16 months of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting new friends *PE12*... going to new places *P.D.*... trying so many new, sum crazy, yet incredible and unforgettable things. I'm realy gonna miss all u ppl! and thats doesnt meen just PE12... all those other ppl i met along this journey too.. Sonya, Debs, Akash and the rest of the PL gang... as well as those random ppl who just simply call out my name in the middle of college, leaving me standing there thinking "Who are they?? Never met them before... Stalkers??" =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of all.. None of this would have been possible without my parents, especially my dad for working almost 24/7, to fund my college experience. And even my bro.. for making those bored and crappy moments at home, brighter and filled with laugter... even though he's in aussie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i had one wish, it would be... For everyone to graduate at the same time as me... And that means Wanyen, Amirah, Aziem, Hari, Serena, Amir, Sanjeve and all the other scholars and Differd peeps whom are so very clsoe to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE ALL U PPL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAMBATEH for the examz and for all those continuing onto next year.&lt;br /&gt;Already miss u loads!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1701295543218526091-6544314920211335870?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/6544314920211335870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=6544314920211335870' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/6544314920211335870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/6544314920211335870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/10/end-of-beginning.html' title='The end of the beginning'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1701295543218526091.post-7610856434858866746</id><published>2007-10-07T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T00:32:14.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='September'/><title type='text'>Last Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;September 11th:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually prayed that day. For all those people that died on this day. Some people hate the Americans but there actually is no reason for such emotions to go outspoken. So George Bush may be the worst president the USA ever had... who cares??? realy!... Not everyone is perfect. We all make mistakes (&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok.. probably not this big!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)... it all comes down to those who gave their life protecting the ones they love and cherish the most. Some firefighters died doing what they do best, saving lives. It doesnt matter what race or religion you are. Whether you can accept the fact that what you believe in is true or false makes each individual an individual in its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;September 12th:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kevin's b-day!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;this was the first time i got out of the house during the hols.. Arrived at the Wangsa Maju LRT around 8pm. Kevin there stoning as usual but behind the driving wheel this time =P.. What made the ride to the dinner place very adventurous is that we were driving on almost zero fuel... the fuel cuation light was constantly on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*worst case scenario: Car stops in the middle of the road at a traffic light =P*..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;In any case we went for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;STEAMBOAT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and it was GREAT!! awesome stuff.. the small mamak like restaurant was fairly empty and the food tasted better than... beef noodles on a rainy day after 3hrs of badminton =P. We just kept burning our fish but who cares! it's our food and we loved it!... there were suppose to be more than just us 2 but the rest couldn't make it ='(. So we ended up crap talking all night XD..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;September 19th:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;My b-day!!! it seemed like just another one of those birthdays where i just sit at home waiting on phone calls but luckily this time it was different. My bro called that morning to wish me happy birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*so sweet =)*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;.. My dad took me to this italian restaurant in Empire Tower near Jln Ampang. Porto Romano is the name. Food there is friggin good!! The Lamb shank was so tender and the saurce was AMAZING! Saddly my dad was in a rush and had to go to work shortly after lunch... as for me... i went to Ridzuan! ... met the folks there. Hari and gang.. we were on the way to sunway with Serena and Asvin (the gang =P).. Just a note.. Women still take forever to get ready to go anywhere =P... Had lunch round 2 at Mc'ds in Sunway... then went for ice-skating... Wanyen was suppose to come but she was too tired to come as she had arrived in subang from that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A**&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of a long ride from Kelantan early that same morning.. Ice skating was way better than the times before. Racing with serena non-stop.. lol that was fun. Crashed into each other dunno how many times (couldn't really stop on the ice =P)... and sumhow Asvin will be caught up in the mess XD. Everyone started to pick up the pace after like 2hrs skating around. But i just couldn't beat serena!... i admit she's way too fast... l8er on serena left and asvin went to the gym... me n hari were shopping in Giant for watermelon and other stuff *that watermelon is freaking heavy!*... waiting outside the gym for asvin while watching those pro ice skaters, and struggling to contact her *gyms have very thick walls =P*... then finally she said she couldnt join us for dinner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*so sad... it was down to me n hari again.. haih.. =(*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;... We went to AC for &lt;em&gt;Ikan Bakar&lt;/em&gt;... i havent had ikan bakar since dunno when before this... Wanyen managed to come.. but only could stay a while..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; *and was down to me n hari.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; =(*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Final words... Thx everyone for making september a great month for me... by far the best september throughout my stay here in malaysia =P.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love you all!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lots of details have been missed out due to time constraints =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-Need my sleep-&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/1701295543218526091-7610856434858866746?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/7610856434858866746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=7610856434858866746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/7610856434858866746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/7610856434858866746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/10/last-month.html' title='Last Month'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</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-1701295543218526091.post-6472877230444608952</id><published>2007-08-30T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T23:30:33.536+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Opportunity cost of Merdeka celebrations</title><content type='html'>Oookkay... i ended up staying home downloading music all day. Some Country singers for those who enjoy country music:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Alan Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tim Mcgraw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jimmy Buffett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Keith Urban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dire Straits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Toby Keith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-John Denver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rascal Flatts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dixie Chicks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Faith Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are actually about 80+ great country songs by these people. If there is time i'll list it down later. For now ENJOY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Fav song: It's five o'clock somewhere by Alan Jackson and Jimmy Buffet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1701295543218526091-6472877230444608952?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/6472877230444608952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=6472877230444608952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/6472877230444608952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/6472877230444608952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/08/opportunity-cost-of-merdeka.html' title='Opportunity cost of Merdeka celebrations'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</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-1701295543218526091.post-1799948620593293857</id><published>2007-08-30T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T20:28:44.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERDEKA!!!</title><content type='html'>..and here i am.. BLOGGING... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dang it&lt;/span&gt;!! i wanna get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;outa&lt;/span&gt; here!!!! where is the joy of celebrating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;merdeka&lt;/span&gt;, alone in your own house??...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..less than 4 hours left. Crap, not much time to do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;aww&lt;/span&gt;... last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;merdeka&lt;/span&gt; (for me) and here i am... TRYING to read economics. I'm going nuts here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;This world hates me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;='(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1701295543218526091-1799948620593293857?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/1799948620593293857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=1799948620593293857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/1799948620593293857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/1799948620593293857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/08/merdeka.html' title='MERDEKA!!!'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</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-1701295543218526091.post-3043385289788977927</id><published>2007-08-19T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T21:41:46.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Stories'/><title type='text'>Short Love Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Three Words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Do you really love me?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Of course I do.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I wanna hear you say it.&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I don’t have to.&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Why not?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Because...&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I just want to hear you say it in words.&lt;br /&gt;Boy: I can’t...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl started to cry softly and said:&lt;br /&gt;Then you don't love me...&lt;br /&gt;The two continued to walk in silence. They reached the girls home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Why?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Do you really want to know?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: (hesitantly) Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hugged her gently, kissed the tip of her nose and whispered in her ear,&lt;br /&gt;"Because three words are not enough..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;A Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple was celebrating their first anniversary. The guy gave his girl a dead rose with a little card...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl felt insulted and left the guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad part was...&lt;br /&gt;The card read:&lt;br /&gt;'This is me without you...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Last Breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dead guy asked God for one last day on earth to see his girl...&lt;br /&gt;God granted the wish...&lt;br /&gt;But too bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God granted his girl's wish:&lt;br /&gt;To die for a day to see him one last time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1701295543218526091-3043385289788977927?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/3043385289788977927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=3043385289788977927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/3043385289788977927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/3043385289788977927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/08/short-love-stories.html' title='Short Love Stories'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</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-1701295543218526091.post-7995035969332145489</id><published>2007-08-16T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T04:10:02.929+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A&apos;levels'/><title type='text'>Like an old tv set...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;...since the AS results had come out... everyone, everything is turning &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;grey&lt;/span&gt;... seeing the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;R&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in everyone's life just fade away, it's sad... feels like time has stopped and the world repainted itself in an instant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Re-living the past?? maybe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All we need now is some crappy news on some dumb war promoting idiots and back we are... in the 1940's..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RsRFEzE70hI/AAAAAAAAAGE/O8XCXomd4sI/s1600-h/IWantYou.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099276626822943250" style="WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" height="229" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RsRFEzE70hI/AAAAAAAAAGE/O8XCXomd4sI/s320/IWantYou.bmp" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;If only A'levels was much simpler and less stressful.. that way every face will always have a smile... and a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; painted in everyone's life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1701295543218526091-7995035969332145489?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/7995035969332145489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=7995035969332145489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/7995035969332145489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/7995035969332145489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/08/like-old-tv-set.html' title='Like an old tv set...'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</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/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RsRFEzE70hI/AAAAAAAAAGE/O8XCXomd4sI/s72-c/IWantYou.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1701295543218526091.post-9085639245641903583</id><published>2007-08-14T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T19:51:54.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ups and Downs... and Everything else</title><content type='html'>Ok well.. it been a heck of a long time since i wrote a blog.&lt;br /&gt;so much has been happeneing.. AS results, college, family, chemistry, results, not to mention chemistry! oh God! that was horrific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as i can tell.. my dad, bro and mum were very supportive about my results. As bad as anything might get.. it's good to know that my family is always there for me. Although i wished that it had never come down to this =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; fault..&lt;br /&gt;i'm the one to blame..&lt;br /&gt;i had my chance and i &lt;strong&gt;blew it&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;ah well... can't give up now.. i've come this far.. might as well go all the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..I just got off the phone with Robin, he's always in a good mood no matter what happens. He just kept making fun of my results and college... saying things like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't worry too much, just put in your all this time and u'll do better... as the saying goes.. Second time's the charm!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes is nice to know that to every dark/gloomy/depressive/crappy side of things...there's always a &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;brighter&lt;/span&gt; side... me bro really knows how to tap into that real well... and then he went on and on on how he's enjoying Uni life and playing WOW at home... pawning everyone online =P. He's a funny guy when it comes to just hanging around talking crap all day XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Today is me mum's b-day.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUMMY!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1701295543218526091-9085639245641903583?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/9085639245641903583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=9085639245641903583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/9085639245641903583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/9085639245641903583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/08/ups-and-downs-and-everything-else.html' title='Ups and Downs... and Everything else'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</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-1701295543218526091.post-2292654368139686615</id><published>2007-07-02T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T11:28:06.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth about Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everyone has their own dreams of what they want to be in the future. But sad to say, many don't achieve that dream because of their financial situation, for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me.. I always wanted to be a sailor, maybe have my own cruise liner one day. But that may not be possible. My mummy said that I should be a chef. That way i won't be away from my family for far too long... and sailing can be dangerous. Yeah i would like to be a chef but I really love the oceans and seas. But being a professional chef is a lot cheaper than going into maritime studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My financial situation isn't as great as i hoped it would be. My dad is working day and night non-stop from 8am till 10pm everyday just so that the family can have a bright future to look towards to. But here in Malaysia... doctors don't get paid much. Me dad was actually getting nearly twice as much in Africa than here &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*it really goes to show the importance placed by a country on the health of it's people.. it's sad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Most of the money earned goes to my education &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Mummy handles my bro's half and me dad handles mine*.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;stupid&lt;/em&gt; thing is... I'm no "A" student.. i do get "A" every now and then but seldom. Just an average student studying in one of the most expensive colleges in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my dreams... i'm not sure if they will come true. We're struggling to get enough money to pay the rent, bills.. food etc and on top of that the crazy &lt;strong&gt;7K&lt;/strong&gt; tuition fees that Taylors is happily taking from us. My dad has to take the bus to work everyday just because we can't afford a car, and worse yet petrol prices are increasing even if we did have one. During the beginning of the holiday my dad asked his brother if he could borrow some money to help pay the college fees for my last semester. He got the money but i absolutly hate myself for seeing that happen. &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I feel like a worthless liability in the family. Just expenses. expenses. &lt;strong&gt;EXPENSES!!&lt;/strong&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; But even after he wanted me to go visit my mom and bro in adelaide.. as much as i wanted to say yes, i had to refuse.. the flight tickets are just way too expensive. I can't believe my dad was willing to give up soooo may days of hard earned money just so that i can have a good time out. And he himself hasn't had a vacation of any sort for 7 long years. &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*poor daddy =(*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i grow up i want to be able to pay back every penny that my dad has spent on me... my bro.. and everything else that he has done through years of non-stop work and sacrifice just so that I and my family can live a brighter future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; you dad, mummy, and robin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*i know i havent mentioned much of my mum's hard work but she too is doing her best at what she loves most, nursing*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumthing that caught my ear yesterday, CNN's Eye On Russia:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CEO fo Rusal, Largest producer of Aluminum in the world, said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My dream was to become a Physicsit, but in today's world everyone has to make sacrifices. My family, 23 years ago, were nearly broke... My parents did not have enough money to support my education so everyday i went to the library and read up on marketing and investment. When i was 26 years old i decided to start my own company. It was tough at first but 5 years later the soviet union collapsed and a new Russia began. My company's asset value had grown from 2000 to 4.6 billion in that time. Today it is worth 19.7 Billion."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if he never achieved his dream, he still managed to get stand up from the fall and make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Don't ever think that you have let yourself or others down. There's always a way up again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1701295543218526091-2292654368139686615?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/2292654368139686615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=2292654368139686615' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/2292654368139686615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/2292654368139686615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/07/truth-about-reality.html' title='Truth about Reality'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1701295543218526091.post-8428495226335867756</id><published>2007-06-27T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T16:10:54.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss..</title><content type='html'>.. my mom&lt;br /&gt;.. my bro, Robin&lt;br /&gt;.. my cousins and uncles&lt;br /&gt;.. going to the cinema&lt;br /&gt;.. my country, &lt;em&gt;Slovakia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. my own language, &lt;em&gt;Slovak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. visiting the beach&lt;br /&gt;.. the cold snow&lt;br /&gt;.. beautiful fresh air&lt;br /&gt;.. my dad &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*he works too much*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. being on a boat, whether going down a river or sailing the open seas&lt;br /&gt;.. Africa, I always love the wildlife&lt;br /&gt;.. the serene views over the lake facing the sunset.&lt;br /&gt;.. my college &amp; skool mates&lt;br /&gt;.. those great conversations&lt;br /&gt;.. the &lt;em&gt;fun&lt;/em&gt; times&lt;br /&gt;.. travelling&lt;br /&gt;.. shopping &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*lol i sound like a girl =P*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Slovak food&lt;br /&gt;.. Goofing off with my bro&lt;br /&gt;.. a little life in this house &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*it's quite empty nowadays*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. and everyone else who have made my stay here in Malaysia fun, loving, and unforgettable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone!! and.. as Serena might say, " and God bless"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Love &lt;strong&gt;ALL&lt;/strong&gt; u ppl!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*i think i strayed off topic a bit =P*&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/1701295543218526091-8428495226335867756?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/8428495226335867756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=8428495226335867756' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/8428495226335867756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/8428495226335867756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-miss.html' title='I miss..'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</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-1701295543218526091.post-6684319177622462988</id><published>2007-06-22T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T04:10:06.960+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation to PD'/><title type='text'>To PD and back again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;19th June,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another beautiful day to go out. Woke up at 7:30am. I know its early but i had to take the ktm to kajang to meet hari serena and ashvin (i hope im spelling this rite =P). Transport was not a problem. Taxi to the ktm was esy to get. And the ktm left about 3 minutes after i arrived there. Just NICE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twas a long ride to kajang. Almost an hour. arrived there at about 10am.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting. waiting. waiting.... lol i should have known... in malaysia everything is an hour late XD.&lt;br /&gt;And there they came at last... serena.hari.ashvin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ktm ride was like really long.. but easy to pass the time. Just talk and talk and sleep and talk and take lotsa pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnvPL0ZllhI/AAAAAAAAACs/zGR0CH7btQ8/s1600-h/P1050086c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078880806741841426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnvPL0ZllhI/AAAAAAAAACs/zGR0CH7btQ8/s320/P1050086c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Seremban!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnvP3UZlliI/AAAAAAAAAC0/L2MvHQHegz0/s1600-h/P1050096c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078881554066150946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnvP3UZlliI/AAAAAAAAAC0/L2MvHQHegz0/s320/P1050096c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a time to start advertising =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving at seremban we wish Ashvin off and then got ourselves an ice-cream. YumYum.&lt;br /&gt;Took a few pics while waiting for heng to come pick us up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnvQs0ZlljI/AAAAAAAAAC8/4czdvg89e-M/s1600-h/P1050118c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078882473189152306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnvQs0ZlljI/AAAAAAAAAC8/4czdvg89e-M/s320/P1050118c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serena.me.hari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and heng showed up in a toyota..something lol can't remember the model but it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnvRzEZlllI/AAAAAAAAADM/1O40zrxXbEU/s1600-h/P1050149c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078883680074962514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnvRzEZlllI/AAAAAAAAADM/1O40zrxXbEU/s320/P1050149c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilot Heng headed for the cinema! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap.. thats rite. We all went to watch Fantastic Four Rise of the Silver Surfer before going to PD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnvRlUZllkI/AAAAAAAAADE/pNaBmnNDub8/s1600-h/P1050157c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078883443851761218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnvRlUZllkI/AAAAAAAAADE/pNaBmnNDub8/s320/P1050157c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol DONKEY!! nono. not the one with 4 legs XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnvTFEZllmI/AAAAAAAAADU/t3gsBecdPzU/s1600-h/P1050154c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078885088824235618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnvTFEZllmI/AAAAAAAAADU/t3gsBecdPzU/s320/P1050154c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari NEEDED to take a pic with Jessica Alba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnvWr0ZllnI/AAAAAAAAADc/KGem44MBIE0/s1600-h/PD+shooping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078889053079049842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnvWr0ZllnI/AAAAAAAAADc/KGem44MBIE0/s320/PD+shooping.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had nothing better to do XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And like almost every other outing. Lunch was at Mc'Ds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnyaykZlloI/AAAAAAAAADk/8P9oLB4LWRI/s1600-h/Mc%27ds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079104673322210946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnyaykZlloI/AAAAAAAAADk/8P9oLB4LWRI/s320/Mc%27ds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the food and movie and arcade, twas time to head to PD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we took a lot of pictures there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnygKUZllpI/AAAAAAAAADs/ORsRiF1p7Mc/s1600-h/P1050203d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079110578902242962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnygKUZllpI/AAAAAAAAADs/ORsRiF1p7Mc/s320/P1050203d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnygjUZllqI/AAAAAAAAAD0/g2hCisQn5D4/s1600-h/P1050208d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079111008398972578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnygjUZllqI/AAAAAAAAAD0/g2hCisQn5D4/s320/P1050208d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itty-bitty-crabbie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnyhakZllsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/WzlHzk5sWcM/s1600-h/P1050210d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079111957586745026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnyhakZllsI/AAAAAAAAAEE/WzlHzk5sWcM/s320/P1050210d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a whole lot more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnyvC0Zll7I/AAAAAAAAAF8/zsbpNyaugBk/s1600-h/P1050219d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079126942727641010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnyvC0Zll7I/AAAAAAAAAF8/zsbpNyaugBk/s320/P1050219d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serenity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/Rnyg5kZllrI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PvJldAawc2w/s1600-h/P1050223d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079111390651061938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/Rnyg5kZllrI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PvJldAawc2w/s320/P1050223d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seaweed + water + sun's reflction = Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnyhwkZlltI/AAAAAAAAAEM/M2a85umcdGs/s1600-h/P1050232d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079112335543867090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnyhwkZlltI/AAAAAAAAAEM/M2a85umcdGs/s320/P1050232d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That way to china. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnyiMkZlluI/AAAAAAAAAEU/isWodzlmVvM/s1600-h/P1050235d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079112816580204258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnyiMkZlluI/AAAAAAAAAEU/isWodzlmVvM/s320/P1050235d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun and water always make for a romantic scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnyioUZllvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5vRtF3irXmo/s1600-h/P1050237d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079113293321574130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnyioUZllvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/5vRtF3irXmo/s320/P1050237d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just simply clicking away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnyjIkZllwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/VebYBlSeYio/s1600-h/P1050245d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079113847372355330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnyjIkZllwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/VebYBlSeYio/s320/P1050245d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very random but i like it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnyjqkZllxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-JSKIYyTwDs/s1600-h/P1050239d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079114431487907602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnyjqkZllxI/AAAAAAAAAEs/-JSKIYyTwDs/s320/P1050239d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day i'll be out there. Sailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnyknEZllyI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nutBB76updI/s1600-h/P1050254d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079115470869993250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnyknEZllyI/AAAAAAAAAE0/nutBB76updI/s320/P1050254d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heng took this amazing picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnyluEZllzI/AAAAAAAAAE8/792OCb73EkA/s1600-h/The+love+bridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079116690640705330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnyluEZllzI/AAAAAAAAAE8/792OCb73EkA/s320/The+love+bridge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They call this bridge the "love bridge".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnymdUZll0I/AAAAAAAAAFE/61HX9uyzPEk/s1600-h/P1050282d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079117502389524290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnymdUZll0I/AAAAAAAAAFE/61HX9uyzPEk/s320/P1050282d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner and Heng's. The food was great!! Heng's mom really knows how to cook a great meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnyoA0Zll1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/pASvdSWVRig/s1600-h/midnight+beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079119211786508114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnyoA0Zll1I/AAAAAAAAAFM/pASvdSWVRig/s320/midnight+beach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night near the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got back. Everyone was getting sooo sleepy. We all watched "NEXT". The movie was quite kool at the start but after seen how it ended. ehh it kinda sucked. Hari left to sleep first. Then Serena was slowly falling asleep on the couch. My eyes were opening and closing non-stop. And heng.. he was so stuck into the movie. Eyes wide open staring at the screen =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and going to bed, Heng and I robbed hari of his blanket XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up later that morning. Went to this mamak nearby for breakfast. Food was quite nice there. Then we came back home. Got our stuff. And went to the lighthouse/radar thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnyovkZll2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/cN39HV59vdQ/s1600-h/P1050361d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079120014945392482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnyovkZll2I/AAAAAAAAAFU/cN39HV59vdQ/s320/P1050361d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari.serena.heng walking up to the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/Rnyq4kZll3I/AAAAAAAAAFc/E0SMDpkQ0hU/s1600-h/P1050365d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079122368587470706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/Rnyq4kZll3I/AAAAAAAAAFc/E0SMDpkQ0hU/s320/P1050365d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The peacefulness at the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnyrXEZll4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/1ss_7gR0sxE/s1600-h/P1050370d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079122892573480834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnyrXEZll4I/AAAAAAAAAFk/1ss_7gR0sxE/s320/P1050370d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group pik! kinda far though :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/Rnyr_EZll5I/AAAAAAAAAFs/IaVqZjv7qe8/s1600-h/P1050375d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079123579768248210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/Rnyr_EZll5I/AAAAAAAAAFs/IaVqZjv7qe8/s320/P1050375d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always wanted ot get a picture of bees on a flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnytZEZll6I/AAAAAAAAAF0/Y6EjSSZShI4/s1600-h/The+lighthouse+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079125125956474786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnytZEZll6I/AAAAAAAAAF0/Y6EjSSZShI4/s320/The+lighthouse+house.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the last pictures we took while we were in PD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip was a well worth spent tuesday till wednesday lunch.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like going back there.&lt;br /&gt;Its much more peaceful than KL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1701295543218526091-6684319177622462988?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/6684319177622462988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=6684319177622462988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/6684319177622462988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/6684319177622462988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/06/to-pd-and-back-again.html' title='To PD and back again!'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</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/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnvPL0ZllhI/AAAAAAAAACs/zGR0CH7btQ8/s72-c/P1050086c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1701295543218526091.post-8533058699453111702</id><published>2007-06-21T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T03:13:55.919+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Alone?</title><content type='html'>Ever come to a standstill?? Feels like the whole world just stopped.&lt;br /&gt;I try not to think about it but everywhere i go, whatever i try to do its just keeps coming back to me. Sometimes i think i'm going crazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would i do without this thing... the voice that i would never have... a place where i could just be myself and spill my hearts worth... so what if its not brain empowering ... screw that, the most important thing for me is that i can breath and i can paint this page with what and how i feel....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do feel that i am loosing a part of myself. Why does it seem so important to me?? Why can't i just let it go?... why?? Do i want to let it go?? i don't know anymore. My chest gets heavier by the minute. Like the whole world revolves around this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its getting harder to sleep nowdays. There's always this cold draft even with the windows shut. Daddy is always at work... and when he does come at night he goes to sleep. Mummy and Robin are in Australia. It's tormenting to know that there's nobody around to talk to... share my thoughts. Yesterday when i came back from PD. I prayed the longest prayer in my entire life. I felt releaved after that... like a weight has been lifted. Guess it is true when they say that you will never be alone. Serena was right. Even when there is nobody around there's always God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"The loneliest people can still find hope and friendship, even when the world has turned their back on them"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Kwanzaa Katlego-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Human Rights Executive Director of Kenya, 1995-1999&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ever believe in second chances??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1701295543218526091-8533058699453111702?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/8533058699453111702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=8533058699453111702' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/8533058699453111702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/8533058699453111702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/06/alone.html' title='Alone?'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</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-1701295543218526091.post-5095901040145748982</id><published>2007-06-20T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T04:10:09.528+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PROM'/><title type='text'>17th June.. PROM</title><content type='html'>Finally after waiting for sooo long, &lt;em&gt;Prom&lt;/em&gt; has come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Woke up at about 11am thinking how the day might go &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*hoping actually*&lt;/span&gt;. Was about to eat lunch but i just suddenly lost my appetite. Just sitting around the house waiting for time to pass by. Oh God was it me or did time just go by &lt;em&gt;veeerrrryy&lt;/em&gt; slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last 4pm. Time to head to Heng's place! *yep yep just to meet up and go as a group*&lt;br /&gt;Ariff came shortly after i arrived. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;*he looked... formal =P*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a few pics there too XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnkMK0ZllSI/AAAAAAAAAA0/FNZy7S63UJY/s1600-h/hengs+place.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078103434841134370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnkMK0ZllSI/AAAAAAAAAA0/FNZy7S63UJY/s320/hengs+place.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ariff, Me, Heng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And off to Ridzuan we go, the three of us. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;*there actually could have been four =(*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;And let the pictures do the talking =).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078109439205414194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnkRoUZllTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/fvF82n6XhVw/s320/Hari.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looking smart Hari ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnkS4kZllUI/AAAAAAAAABE/bTU5iQq040k/s1600-h/Ridzuan+Group+pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078110817889916226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnkS4kZllUI/AAAAAAAAABE/bTU5iQq040k/s320/Ridzuan+Group+pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Group picture with Ridzuan folks =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078111917401544018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnkT4kZllVI/AAAAAAAAABM/Mmu1LCJCcNQ/s320/Going+to+JWM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In the taxi going to J.W. Marriot Hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078112793574872418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnkUrkZllWI/AAAAAAAAABU/M0EK82x2_Zo/s320/A+bit+blur.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks a bit blur.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnkcH0ZllXI/AAAAAAAAABc/wk6Q6hGywYw/s1600-h/adoodoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078120975487571314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnkcH0ZllXI/AAAAAAAAABc/wk6Q6hGywYw/s320/adoodoo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the same pose EVERYWHERE??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/Rnkdo0ZllYI/AAAAAAAAABk/JK1X3rWYMhU/s1600-h/Bunch+of+friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078122641934882178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/Rnkdo0ZllYI/AAAAAAAAABk/JK1X3rWYMhU/s320/Bunch+of+friends.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serena, Heng, Sharm, Deb, Sonya, Ashvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/Rnkei0ZllZI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lTq4Ij3rjY/s1600-h/caught+off+guard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078123638367294866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/Rnkei0ZllZI/AAAAAAAAABs/7lTq4Ij3rjY/s320/caught+off+guard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;lalalala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnkfdUZllaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jzrq_way4KM/s1600-h/love+the+food.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078124643389642146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnkfdUZllaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jzrq_way4KM/s320/love+the+food.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Loved the food and preparation ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnkgH0ZllbI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Pv6a-z-RnZc/s1600-h/How+to...jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078125373534082482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnkgH0ZllbI/AAAAAAAAAB8/Pv6a-z-RnZc/s320/How+to...jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;How to dance in a 15 x 15 cm piece of paper =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnkhT0ZllcI/AAAAAAAAACE/AOaFFtLIHyo/s1600-h/ITS+SAM!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078126679204140482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnkhT0ZllcI/AAAAAAAAACE/AOaFFtLIHyo/s320/ITS+SAM!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;IT'S SAM!! lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnkiTEZlldI/AAAAAAAAACM/x_t-xYfnevo/s1600-h/Prom+king+n+queen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078127765830866386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnkiTEZlldI/AAAAAAAAACM/x_t-xYfnevo/s320/Prom+king+n+queen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Prom king and Queen dancing to Careless Whisper.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnkpqkZlleI/AAAAAAAAACU/2fL-NLuOMUM/s1600-h/Posers!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078135866139186658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnkpqkZlleI/AAAAAAAAACU/2fL-NLuOMUM/s320/Posers!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;PoSErS!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnkqXEZllfI/AAAAAAAAACc/0fJoWTDe2DQ/s1600-h/heng+%2B+serena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078136630643365362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnkqXEZllfI/AAAAAAAAACc/0fJoWTDe2DQ/s320/heng+%2B+serena.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Heng and Serena. 105 of 234 pictures taken at prom had either one of their faces in it @_@.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnksaUZllgI/AAAAAAAAACk/8WT2eNIILt0/s1600-h/And+everything+else.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078138885501195778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnksaUZllgI/AAAAAAAAACk/8WT2eNIILt0/s320/And+everything+else.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And everything else. For the most part.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;In conclusion. It was a great night. My first ever prom. The food was good. Everybody looked so stylish and beautiful. If only the very first song was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cut short =(.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I did have certain &lt;em&gt;hopes&lt;/em&gt; and expectations but not everything goes as u hope it could.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and yes this post is 3 days late =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1701295543218526091-5095901040145748982?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/5095901040145748982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=5095901040145748982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/5095901040145748982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/5095901040145748982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/06/17th-june-prom.html' title='17th June.. PROM'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</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/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RnkMK0ZllSI/AAAAAAAAAA0/FNZy7S63UJY/s72-c/hengs+place.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1701295543218526091.post-65733447734627360</id><published>2007-06-15T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T01:24:30.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH YEA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WOOHHHOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS exams are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DONE WITH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been waiting for this day for &lt;em&gt;sooo&lt;/em&gt; long. Now what??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Holidays..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Holidays..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh dear!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it turns out to be great. Well at least not boring like the previous one.&lt;br /&gt;But first. Prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend i went shopping with my dad. Bought a coat/jacket and matching pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50% discount!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the first Jacket in my &lt;em&gt;life&lt;/em&gt; that is considered to be my own. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;YaY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well till then I'm just going to try and &lt;em&gt;relax&lt;/em&gt;. Catch up on lost sleep. Eat ice-cream! &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;anyone want some ice-cream??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1701295543218526091-65733447734627360?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/65733447734627360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=65733447734627360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/65733447734627360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/65733447734627360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/06/oh-yea.html' title='OH YEA!'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</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-1701295543218526091.post-1851695809962587692</id><published>2007-06-12T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T11:09:21.939+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Shortest'est</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this is short!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1701295543218526091-1851695809962587692?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/1851695809962587692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=1851695809962587692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/1851695809962587692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/1851695809962587692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/06/shortestest.html' title='Shortest&apos;est'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</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-1701295543218526091.post-7670493732534262942</id><published>2007-06-10T15:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T04:10:09.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Completely Random =P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074339939683243266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RmutSkZllQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/tOVOy2Q2rHE/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RmutSkZllQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/tOVOy2Q2rHE/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;CLICK ME!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1701295543218526091-7670493732534262942?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/7670493732534262942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=7670493732534262942' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/7670493732534262942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/7670493732534262942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/06/completely-random-p.html' title='Completely Random =P'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</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/_1zpCJBUHkKY/RmutSkZllQI/AAAAAAAAAAk/tOVOy2Q2rHE/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1701295543218526091.post-5408319005883579543</id><published>2007-06-05T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T21:44:37.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>The Art of a Conversation</title><content type='html'>Well to start off, here is what NOT to do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ignore the person who is talking &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;*well DUH!! how else can u have a conversation then??*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Start stoning &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;its OK once in a while.. i mean then u get to poke or nudge that person into listening =P*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Give a one word response such as "yea".. "ok".. "no" &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Trust me if the conversation is to last &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLEASE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;don't&lt;em&gt; do this. Trying to think of something to say back after this kind of response is not an easy task unless u have this whole list, 10 pages long, of what to say next*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. And all the obvious things such as jumping off a building, running off, pillow fights, throwing ice-cream at him/her etc.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;*i like the throwing ice-cream idea.. hmm i must try that one day XD*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright now that that is out of the way lets see what a conversation might looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John: Yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy: hi!!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*note the triple "!!!" compared to John's single "!". This means that the day has been good so far for Cindy but John might have had some problems. Lost a game of DotA a few minutes ago perhaps?? =P*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John: Had your breakfast yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy: Nope not yet. How about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John: um.. isn't that why i'm here? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*note: he answered the question with a question. Smart thinking =P.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy: Well.. i guess! So what are you gonna order?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John: I don't know, you first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy: No you first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;John: No you first!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cindy: No you first!!&lt;/div&gt;John: No you first!!!&lt;br /&gt;Cindy: No you first!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*This technique is called "Parroting". Its when you repeat what the other person is saying in order to keep the conversation going. It can also be in the form of a question.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John: SHUT UP B****!!!! ORDER THE D*** FOOD!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy: .... (runs away) &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*ahh there you see. There's no way to continue the conversation if one person starts running off as mentioned above XD*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, its all about self control. Don't lose yourself when trying to talk with someone. Just relax and keep it &lt;em&gt;clean&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;The above characters are not real but completely fictional. If you thought that they were real, you have been mislead. Please reframe from performing this kind of behavior in front of your friends and family. This blog entry is for informational purposes ONLY and does not take comments or opinions as they may prove to be bias or not true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;John died the next day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;*birds begin to sing*&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/1701295543218526091-5408319005883579543?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/5408319005883579543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/5408319005883579543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/06/art-of-conversation.html' title='The Art of a Conversation'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1701295543218526091.post-2064259067200035680</id><published>2007-06-04T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T20:08:33.483+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>Just the way it is</title><content type='html'>OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day just gets boring by the minute. Just to clear things up, I'm not the type of person who can study 24/7 during a 5 day break before the next exam. If there were 2 days remaining I will no doubtfuly try to study the whole day through. But thats not the case at the moment now is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today.. i didn't doo too much work. Just flipped through market failure.. tried a few questions.. P1 was not so bad.. i got 35/43 correct &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;*just picking out random questions*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; But trying the essay questions... oh God i need more practice on that. But this alone took just a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;small&lt;/span&gt; portion of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep seems to be the best answer but that was a bit too hard to do. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;*Ever had that feeling that u can just sleep the whole night through but falling asleep was just not possible* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried watching tv but that was out because of the rain. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*just gotta love that rain*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading a book... err not again... magazine perhaps... readers digest last year's issue??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh well... there's not much to do at home &lt;em&gt;anymore&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing that everyone was closer than they realy are&lt;/em&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/1701295543218526091-2064259067200035680?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/2064259067200035680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=2064259067200035680' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/2064259067200035680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/2064259067200035680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-way-it-is.html' title='Just the way it is'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</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-1701295543218526091.post-4362346659263131510</id><published>2007-06-01T10:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T10:32:31.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='De-stressing'/><title type='text'>De-stressing</title><content type='html'>Well.. at last Physics is over. now just waiting for the next paper which is economics P1 and P2 next Friday. But till then some stress relief is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean&lt;/span&gt; yesterday. It was one &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt; long movie!! And quite funny too except for the parts where it drags for so long. I would rate it a &lt;strong&gt;4/5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie started at 4pm and finished at nearl 7pm. After that went for dinner at Kenny Rodgers. The same four people that went to Kenny Rodgers the last time we came to sunway for a movie. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*the regulars??*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; The food was alright. Had the same thing as last time when i came. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*keeping the tradition??*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night.. well the morning actually.. 12.16am was watching mtv. Came across a song that i haven'e heard for so long. &lt;em&gt;Way Back Into Love&lt;/em&gt; (music and lyrics OST). &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*Brings back good memories =)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for everyone else who is having exams at the moment, no worries as long as you did your best ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Some people make the world special by just being in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1701295543218526091-4362346659263131510?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/4362346659263131510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=4362346659263131510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/4362346659263131510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/4362346659263131510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/06/de-stressing.html' title='De-stressing'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</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-1701295543218526091.post-910524226071210637</id><published>2007-05-30T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T18:33:29.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goodbye'/><title type='text'>and there he went..</title><content type='html'>.. the house just got a lot more empty after seeing my bro leave for the airport. All those great times we had. Many laughs n all those stupid things we did. Am really gonna miss all that. I don't remember one day that went by without laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And shortly after he left... insanity struck online in msn =P. Like 8 people: &lt;em&gt;"a massacre of words"&lt;/em&gt;. But that shortly ended as everyone was going &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KOOKOO!!&lt;/span&gt; and sleepy. ahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..well everyone is moving on with their lives and as for me... i'm still  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STUCK &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; rite where i was yesterday... last week... last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i'm suppose to be studying now for tomorrow's Phy P1.. Its just not possible at the moment.. i feel... washed away.. like the ocean just came and swept me away. Ever wonder how it is to be &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; everyday of the week??.. well i'm about to find out cuz that's how its gonna be here for the next 6 months. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;*The deafening silence echoes the hallway*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1701295543218526091-910524226071210637?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/910524226071210637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=910524226071210637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/910524226071210637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/910524226071210637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/05/and-there-he-went.html' title='and there he went..'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</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-1701295543218526091.post-6170679936726087347</id><published>2007-05-26T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T16:59:49.934+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nowadays'/><title type='text'>Nowadays..</title><content type='html'>Yesterday went for badminton in the morning... That was great. I needed the stress relief, and so did some other ppl i guess. It was realy fun. Serena got way better since when i played last. She beat me 2 of 3 games!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Although i wished more ppl could have come.. but examz n all just makes everything like realy crappy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Lunch after that at A&amp;amp;W was great. Been a while since i had root beer =). After that most of the day was spent hanging around subang for a while. Had many great laughs. Heng was just camping at their base in BF2. It was hilarious watching the helicopter pilot just take off while heng was standing right in front of him holding what appears to be a remote XD. And the rest is history &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;*BOOM!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Had dinner at subang then went home. Only to find more problems. Imagine what dad + missing stuff = ???.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for 2day.... i finally got a good sleep. Woke up at 11am. Just switched on the computer and began daydreaming again. Just browsing through some songs and found eventually came across this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Once In A Lifetime by Keith Urban&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can see it in your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And feel it in your touch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know that you're scared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because you've never been this loved&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a long shot baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah I know it's true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But if anyone can make it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm betting on me and you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just keep on moving into me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know you're gonna see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The best is yet to come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't fear it now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're going all the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sun is shining on a brand new day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a long way down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah it's a leap of faith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm never giving up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because you know you got it once&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a life time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everybody's looking for what we found&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some wait their whole life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it never comes around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So don't hold back now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just let go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of all you've ever known&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can put your hand in mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't fear it now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're going all the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sun is shining on a brand new day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a long way down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah it's a leap of faith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm never giving up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because you know you got it once&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a life time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I close my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I see you standing right there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saying I do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And they are throwing the rice in our hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well the first one is born&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And a brother comes along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And he's got your smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I been looking back on that life we had&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm still by your side&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't fear it now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're going all the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sun is shining on a brand new day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a long way down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah it's a leap of faith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm never giving up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because you know you got it once&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In a life time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A life time love, love, love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just love the way the song starts. Has realy nice tune. And it's keith Urban anyways, one of my most favourite country singers.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1701295543218526091-6170679936726087347?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/6170679936726087347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=6170679936726087347' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/6170679936726087347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/6170679936726087347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/05/nowadays.html' title='Nowadays..'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1701295543218526091.post-2059458356235407029</id><published>2007-05-24T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T20:08:15.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May 24th.. last exam of week 2..</title><content type='html'>Today, woke up at 5.30am (as usual for college days). Dad made me breakfast as i was taking a shower, strange to say i was in the shower for 20 minutes! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*daydreaming??*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Just after that i started looking for a shirt to wear but apparently i forgot to do the laundry yesterday. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*priorities??*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Luckily I had one last shirt hanging in the cupboard =) &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*Pheew*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; As for breakfast, it was simple. Bread.. butter.. mixed fruits jam. YUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a taxi in the morning to go to college. Usually i would take the KTM but today i wasn't feeling so well. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*stomach ache*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; The taxi driver was a nice guy. Fun chatting with him. He's the same driver who usually take me family to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at college at 7am. Thinking who to call. Wanyen's place?? Ariff?? Adrian?? Heng?? I ended up calling Heng as Ariff just wasn't picking up, Wanyen doesn't take physics so better not disturb. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*she might have been dreaming about a handsome prince to come along and "wake" her from her deep slumber XD*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; If not wanyen... maybe someone else (phone problems it seems =P), and Adrian... umm.. didn't come to mind actually =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heng looks like an old grandpa when he's just waking up without his glasses XD. I sat around in the lounge reading through physics practical notes over and over for about an hour or less, during which his housemates were just roaming about getting ready for college. One had a test the other had a presentation &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*hope it all went well*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once everyone was up n ready, we (Heng, Sid and I) went out to AC for breakfast. It was OK. didn't want to eat too much just in case an emergency strikes during the exam XD. Eventually went to meet ariff and others at Old Town. Not much happened there... had tea.. a lil chit chat.. headed off to the quarantine room awaiting our shift (2nd shift).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam.. 1 hour 30 min into the exam. Quite a lot of people were done already. It went very well compared to Monday's physics paper &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*OMG i'm dead for that*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the exam hung out around college for a while. Had lunch. Everyone at the table was talking about sumthin except me. First thing that popped to mind "had lunch yet??". Then went off for a while.  I should have gone home instead and got a good sleep &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*regretting it*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home at 5pm. Bro was relaxing in front of the TV when i came in. Things were getting very boring at home until, Just for fun, hit my bro with a pillow. PILLOW FIGHT! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*just the thing to get people going.. hehehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was passing by quite fast thankfully. Just waiting till nightfall when i can finally get a good nights sleep. Been waiting for that since Monday &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*looks towards the sky with joy*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was just talking to my mummy on skype &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*love it cuz its free!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; a few minutes ago. Whos else uses skype??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now i gotta go buy dinner for my brother and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God!! I should have broken this blog up into parts...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1701295543218526091-2059458356235407029?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/2059458356235407029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=2059458356235407029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/2059458356235407029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/2059458356235407029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/05/may-24th-last-exam-of-week-2.html' title='May 24th.. last exam of week 2..'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1701295543218526091.post-106089169306741960</id><published>2007-05-23T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T18:11:39.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>My Playlist</title><content type='html'>1) Time To Say Googbye - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sarah Brightman &amp; Andrea Bocelli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Marriage of Figaro (Maria Callas) - Shawshannk Redemption - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I Hate You Then I Love You - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Celine Dion &amp;amp; Andrea Bocell&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) The Skaters waltz ( Andre Rieu ) - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Johann Strauss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Everytime I Look At You - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Il Divo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Blue Danube Waltz - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Johann Strauss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Marriage of Figaro - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Violin Concerto No. 3 in G major, K. 216: Adagio - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) My Way (A Mi Manera) - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Il Divo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Figaro (Largo al factotum) - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Luciano Pavarotti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Ave Maria - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Andrea Bocelli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) I Believe In You - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Il Divo &amp; Celine Dion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) The Four Seasons (summer) - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Antonio Vivaldi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) The Four Seasons (Autumn) - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Antonio Vivaldi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) The Four Seasons (Winter) - &lt;em&gt;Antonio Vivaldi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Symphony No 8 (Third Movement), Haydn - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Various Artists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Vivo Per Lei - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Andrea Bocelli &amp;amp; Laura Pausini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Because We Believe - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Andrea Bocelli &amp;amp; Other artists =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Feelings - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Il Divo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Cavalleria Rusticana - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Various Artists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Four Seasons - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Antonio Vivaldi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Waltz of the Flowers - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tchaikovsky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Concerto in D minor for Two Violins, Cello, and Strings Op111 No. 11 - Allegro - Adagio e piccato - Allegro - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Antonio Vivaldi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Besame Mucho - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Andrea Bocelli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Con Te Partiro - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Andrea Bocelli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the songs i just can't figure out what their actuall name is or who was the original artist/composer but they still sound great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1701295543218526091-106089169306741960?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/106089169306741960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=106089169306741960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/106089169306741960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/106089169306741960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-playlist.html' title='My Playlist'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</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-1701295543218526091.post-1074422125655159120</id><published>2007-05-21T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T22:07:13.762+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Just came to mind..</title><content type='html'>Don't you just hate it when you just thought of what you should have done or said, like 10 minutes ago when the time and place was just so "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;right"&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="135" src="http://www2002150.thinkquest.dk/thinkquest/Simpsons_STEVEN.jpg" width="180" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just feel so stupid that it never came to mind there and then! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1701295543218526091-1074422125655159120?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/1074422125655159120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=1074422125655159120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/1074422125655159120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/1074422125655159120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-came-to-mind.html' title='Just came to mind..'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</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-1701295543218526091.post-112497541976314646</id><published>2007-05-21T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T16:57:20.694+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>AS finals</title><content type='html'>I bought three extra pens in the morning, just in case, because last week during Thinking Skills paper 2, three out of four pens DRIED UP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was physics paper 2. It didn't go as well as I'd hope. The very first question was extremely dumb &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*or maybe it was just me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. It required a protractor, which myself as well as some of the other candidates did not bring. As for the rest of the paper, it looked very unfamiliar o_O. Towards the end of the exam, when time just ran out, I still had about 8+ marks hanging there, unanswered. I really thought i was ready for this as most of the weekend was spent just for this one paper &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*I should have studied chemistry*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that even after such a scary experience I'm still here writing this dumb blog. I should be studying. Its times like these that make me wonder how much different my life would have been if I had never taken Pre-engineering or A'levels for that matter. But then again, there's just something that keeps me going. Hope??? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*I should have slammed my head through a wall a long time ago.. STUPID ME!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1701295543218526091-112497541976314646?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/112497541976314646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=112497541976314646' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/112497541976314646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/112497541976314646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/05/as-finals.html' title='AS finals'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</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-1701295543218526091.post-4601393485562568441</id><published>2007-05-20T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T21:19:27.856+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Wishlist</title><content type='html'>1. Get straight A's for A'levels.&lt;br /&gt;2. Learn to play a musical instrument. A guitar most probably.&lt;br /&gt;3. Go skydiving.&lt;br /&gt;4. Climb a mountain.&lt;br /&gt;5. A sunset walk on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;6. Build a house next to the open sea.&lt;br /&gt;7. Sail into the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;8. Learn to cook like a pro.&lt;br /&gt;9. Visit every continent. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*five down, three to go!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Live a peaceful and financially secure life.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;doesn't everyone want this??*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Fly into space.&lt;br /&gt;12. Go scoober diving.&lt;br /&gt;13. Just lay in a park and gaze at the stars.&lt;br /&gt;14. See my folks in Slovakia again.&lt;br /&gt;15. Go skiing.&lt;br /&gt;16. Hug a polar bear.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt; *its just so cute and cuddly =P*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Go to the end of a rainbow. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*just want to see for myself if gold realy exists*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Learn ballroom dancing. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*its just so graceful*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Learn seven languages.&lt;br /&gt;20. Hope that i'll never do these things &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1701295543218526091-4601393485562568441?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/4601393485562568441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=4601393485562568441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/4601393485562568441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/4601393485562568441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/05/wishlist.html' title='Wishlist'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</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-1701295543218526091.post-285585861634136986</id><published>2007-05-20T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T20:25:27.355+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>My World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Colourless. Hopeless. Menacing. Dark. Bleak. Gloomy. Shattered. Oppressive. Saddening. Heartbreaking. Lonely. Somber. Daunting. Miserable. relinquished. Misanthropic. Dispirited. Disappointing. Shadowy. Dim. Dull. Pathetic. Melancholic. Cynical. Forlorn. Futile. Lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Incurable????&lt;/em&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/1701295543218526091-285585861634136986?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/285585861634136986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=285585861634136986' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/285585861634136986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/285585861634136986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-world.html' title='My World'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</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-1701295543218526091.post-695940280835071100</id><published>2007-05-20T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T20:24:55.255+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Cravings</title><content type='html'>Ice-cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*who doesn't XD*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home cooked food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*sick of buying food*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rainy day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*to wash away the pain*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play badminton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*the good old days*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS exams to be over with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*who doesn't??*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new movie to watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*not alone i hope*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new place to visit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*always loved the adventure*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*its getting lonely here*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See my mom again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*has been nearly half a year*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A world without hate or misery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*One smile can turn a bad day upside down*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A proper conversation??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*what happened??*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1701295543218526091-695940280835071100?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/695940280835071100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=695940280835071100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/695940280835071100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/695940280835071100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/05/cravings.html' title='Cravings'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</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-1701295543218526091.post-8795386840448919198</id><published>2007-05-18T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T17:08:33.653+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='her'/><title type='text'>Still dreaming</title><content type='html'>Valentines.. ah that was a great day. Well at least the night. They met up for the first time. Time just seems to fly by as they danced the night away. Everyone was having a killer time as they sat at the table just talking about anything that comes to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;a few days l8er..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They just began to chat.. movies, family, friends, hobbies, life experiences, mistakes made, emotion, dreams, anything that had been happening for the last 16 years (somewhere along those lines). Silly emoticons just kept the conversations going *POKE*. There was something about them just made each other "tick". Endless laughter?? Weird games (yet fun)??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*anything to break a smile**&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;about a week l8er...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked "so.. when will u be back??"&lt;br /&gt;She replied "This Sunday"&lt;br /&gt;Just for laughs he said "Bet i'll be the first to poke ya XD"&lt;br /&gt;She replied before going off to sleep that night "We'll see about that. g'night!!" &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;The following Monday..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking down the stairs headed for lunch, they met. What was suppose to be a normal greeting turned into a dash to make the first move (strange to say he actually did that). It all just felt so "rite" at that time. Where has that feeling gone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some time had passed..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking what to say... how to say it.. too early or too late already?? Simple tasks suddenly became so complicated. Pushing a few buttons on that dumb machine took ages!! "They" say the first few steps are the hardest. True perhaps???&lt;br /&gt;It all started with a simple hello. Getting the courage to ask what he wanted to, silence screamed and the door. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Awkward moments??*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;After a&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;while of chit chat, it finally came to an end (not that he wanted it to).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Later that week (Saturday)..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking up those stairs... thinking what to say.. he stopped at the door holding his hand in a fist ready to knock (or is he??). Looking for an intro. Nothing came to mind. He just knocked (why take the risk??) and was greeted by a cheerful smile. Entering the room.. the first words that hit his ear.. "hi, you're early". Trying to keep his cool he let the day take him to wherever it leads him. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*Leave it to fate??*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details..details..details...... think i'll skip.&lt;br /&gt;The day ended shortly though. OTHER plans kept it from going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As the weeks past by...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of her hit him day and night, like a squad of policemen trying to break down a door all night (not quite the comparison i'd hope to make). Papa Leong tortured him because of his "condition". &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;*stoning*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are they today???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is .... still dreaming??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;Saying "hi" helps keep the heart content&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1701295543218526091-8795386840448919198?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/8795386840448919198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=8795386840448919198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/8795386840448919198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/8795386840448919198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/05/still-dreaming.html' title='Still dreaming'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</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-1701295543218526091.post-1858267705935239848</id><published>2007-05-17T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T20:24:08.197+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope'/><title type='text'>Something that actually matters</title><content type='html'>"text is without emotion. Emotion is without text" what the hell was i thinking!!&lt;br /&gt;There's so much to it than just words on a page. My heart started racing, thoughts just rushing through my mind, I started to feel.. cold inside. Just staring at what appears to be JUST text can actually change the way "you" perceive objects... mostly people. I'm done running this hopeless journey in search of truth (pathetic excuses). Its time to right the wrongs, clean the blood off my shoes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;...start over???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Wish that was an option. Its not my decision. Never has been. Guess time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;*hopefully*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;always wondered if second chances exist??&lt;/em&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/1701295543218526091-1858267705935239848?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/1858267705935239848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=1858267705935239848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/1858267705935239848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/1858267705935239848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/05/something-that-actually-matters.html' title='Something that actually matters'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</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-1701295543218526091.post-2337279679433759723</id><published>2007-05-17T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T20:24:31.226+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>One step at a time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Well... At last i have decided to create a blog =) Have always been thinking about creating one but guess laziness just gets the better of us SOMETIMES. Like today I was soooo tired from coming back from college so reaching for the aircon remote was a mighty task indeed. Thank god my bro was around XD. i mean what are brothers for anyway. hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;PHEEW! that was a lot to write. Guess i'll save the rest of those locked up thoughts for another day &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;=P&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/1701295543218526091-2337279679433759723?l=mischel333.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/feeds/2337279679433759723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1701295543218526091&amp;postID=2337279679433759723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/2337279679433759723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1701295543218526091/posts/default/2337279679433759723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mischel333.blogspot.com/2007/05/one-step-at-time.html' title='One step at a time'/><author><name>Mischel Kandiah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11386043149029321415</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></feed>
