<?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-2775404248210537019</id><updated>2011-07-08T05:35:40.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-j.o.a.n.n.a-</title><subtitle type='html'>simplicity is jeans and sneakers</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-2033748027510401119</id><published>2010-06-28T18:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T18:51:24.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hey dear readers:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have moved to- &lt;a title="http://joannahyt.blogspot.com/" href="http://joannahyt.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://joannahyt.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Cheers!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-2033748027510401119?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/2033748027510401119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=2033748027510401119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/2033748027510401119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/2033748027510401119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-blog.html' title='new blog'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-1310014033385839808</id><published>2010-04-20T16:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T16:20:27.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>struggles</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:afc46b26-becb-4879-9e3d-9477866c1383" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;div id="cec753a9-2179-4817-b292-8448b632caeb" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sXN0m3Dr30k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S81jkTInkmI/AAAAAAAABA0/lt90GjPDVbE/video79a3cfa3261e%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('cec753a9-2179-4817-b292-8448b632caeb'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/sXN0m3Dr30k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/sXN0m3Dr30k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; 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&lt;p&gt;And the Salvation Army band is playing this hymn &lt;br&gt;And your grace rings out so deep &lt;br&gt;It makes my resistance seem so thin &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So hold me Jesus, 'cause I'm shakin' like a leaf &lt;br&gt;You have been King of my Glory &lt;br&gt;Won't you be my Prince of Peace&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;- Big Daddy Weave&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;An awesome song.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-1310014033385839808?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/1310014033385839808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=1310014033385839808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/1310014033385839808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/1310014033385839808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2010/04/struggles.html' title='struggles'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S81jkTInkmI/AAAAAAAABA0/lt90GjPDVbE/s72-c/video79a3cfa3261e%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-2765420738177525384</id><published>2010-03-29T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T22:34:13.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a tribute to a great guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S7C6XcmeK7I/AAAAAAAABAo/GCiPABD2IjE/s1600-h/lewis4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="lewis" alt="lewis" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S7C6ZD-EZgI/AAAAAAAABAs/DGlYhyhoRA4/lewis_thumb2.png?imgmax=800" width="640" height="419"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lewis-who’s-real-name-is-not-lewis the mamakman-who-is-not-mamak will definitely be missed!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-2765420738177525384?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/2765420738177525384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=2765420738177525384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/2765420738177525384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/2765420738177525384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2010/03/tribute-to-great-guy.html' title='a tribute to a great guy'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S7C6ZD-EZgI/AAAAAAAABAs/DGlYhyhoRA4/s72-c/lewis_thumb2.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-8418787279403518865</id><published>2010-03-21T20:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T20:47:08.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>write write write</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S6YVMUljrXI/AAAAAAAABAg/JXhwveOYGaY/s1600-h/DSC015232%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="DSC015232" alt="DSC015232" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S6YVRyeKceI/AAAAAAAABAk/Sx_lZAkZi-8/DSC015232_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;生字 repeats itself, this time in tamil, kannada and hindi forms. New guttural sounds never before imagined possible to be formed everyday plus lots of aksharamale! =D (alphabets) and new vocab.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;university placements out pretty soon!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-8418787279403518865?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/8418787279403518865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=8418787279403518865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/8418787279403518865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/8418787279403518865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2010/03/write-write-write.html' title='write write write'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S6YVRyeKceI/AAAAAAAABAk/Sx_lZAkZi-8/s72-c/DSC015232_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-8562667343344644305</id><published>2010-03-02T10:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T16:40:57.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ki</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My good ol’ apartment welcomed my housemates and I back to college&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;with a humongous puddle of water on the floor&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;water flowing freely from the walls of the toilet like a waterfall&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;a spoilt upper ‘tangki’&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;which the repairman finally came and fixed&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;to our immense relief&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;we scrubbed and washed the stained dirty toilet&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;mopped and double-mopped the floor&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;till our knees grew feeble and arms ached&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and suddenly&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;the water stopped&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;altogether&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;dirty and smelly&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;with wry smiles&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;that said ‘'welcome back to college’'&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;three months of&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;tamil, hindi and kannada&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;thrown in with a pinch of&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;anatomy and physiology&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;with btn camp at the end&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;first class of&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;kannada/hindi today&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;here we go&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-8562667343344644305?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/8562667343344644305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=8562667343344644305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/8562667343344644305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/8562667343344644305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2010/03/ki.html' title='ki'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-9029989084916406410</id><published>2010-02-19T19:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T19:03:46.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S35vKICa2UI/AAAAAAAAA_0/QKpuu8JdjqU/s1600-h/Picture1%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="Picture1" alt="Picture1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S35vLuxwK9I/AAAAAAAAA_4/-uFGBk3iF1Y/Picture1_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="410"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And so this holidays dished up one of life’s firsts for me-work. It lasted shorter than I expected (no I did not get fired XD) and not quite like I expected, yet a series of events cumulated in a short volunteering stint that granted me a peek at what work was like, generally.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;At the Resource and Wellness Centre, National Cancer Society Malaysia, basically what I did was to do anything the all-female staff needed to be done and were to busy to do. In short, typing, printing, faxing, guests lists, media lists, delivery, packaging, answering calls about mammograms and cervical cancer vaccines and, a lot of GOOGLING. Ah, the wonders of Google in finding names, designations, addresses, stuff like that. XD Google is amazing. Yup, I do thank Sergey M. Brin and Lawrence E. Page for the wonders of Google! (I googled to find their names). &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh ya and I was saying, all-female staff. Other than a few drivers and deliverymen, the staff were entirely female. Maybe its because its primarily a volunteer organisation and men statistically rather than women,hold permanent jobs. Anyhow after one long stressful instance one of the staff pulled me aside and warned me to NEVER EVER work with no men on the staff. I suppose in many ways girls do need guys in spite of what feminist movements may argue otherwise haha. Guys are naturally good in some things, and girls are in others. Balance.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Like in life in all its normalcy, my time there had its fair share of black and white, plus all colours in between, but I’m essentially glad to have a back-the-scene glimpse of how an NGO runs and plans for events, such as World Cancer Day for instance @ Suria KLCC.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S35vNj81kNI/AAAAAAAAA_8/Aqe-PY16tr0/s1600-h/IMG_0227%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_0227" alt="IMG_0227" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S35vPU-9kWI/AAAAAAAABAA/CGxdGaGHa0Q/IMG_0227_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="590" height="480"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Extremely skinny and agile CBN gymnasts.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S35vRG4EoDI/AAAAAAAABAI/a09G_uZRa-s/s1600-h/IMG_0298%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_0298" alt="IMG_0298" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S35vSidOxzI/AAAAAAAABAM/EH_wLFeM6Vw/IMG_0298_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="554" height="480"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Cute kids. XD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S35vU_nfXJI/AAAAAAAABAQ/zWPAThB6rZo/s1600-h/IMG_0256%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_0256" alt="IMG_0256" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S35vXIaD9lI/AAAAAAAABAU/PKqwMV2RUD4/IMG_0256_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="399"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Students forming the yellow ribbon.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Work was a paradox of easy times and stressful moments, boring ones and exciting eye-openers, but it was good to have done it for the experience. Anyhow, it was great to continue the self proclaimed bumming session at home- of sleep, Internet, movies, Chuck, food.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Here’s to one last week of the holidays!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Signing off from Jamal Fernando Stunner The First.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;XD&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-9029989084916406410?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/9029989084916406410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=9029989084916406410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/9029989084916406410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/9029989084916406410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2010/02/work.html' title='work'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S35vLuxwK9I/AAAAAAAAA_4/-uFGBk3iF1Y/s72-c/Picture1_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-2017117943350601851</id><published>2010-02-18T14:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T15:28:01.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kutless</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S3zZxFS_L_I/AAAAAAAAA_c/9qRrvTRW5qU/s1600-h/kutless%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="kutless" alt="kutless" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S3zZztF3RNI/AAAAAAAAA_g/WzQxY111cEM/kutless_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="429"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;Everybody falls sometimes&lt;br&gt;Gotta find the strength to rise&lt;br&gt;From the ashes and make a new beginning&lt;br&gt;Anyone can feel the ache&lt;br&gt;You think it’s more than you can take&lt;br&gt;But you are stronger, stronger than you know&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don’t you give up now&lt;br&gt;The sun will soon be shining&lt;br&gt;You gotta face the clouds&lt;br&gt;To find the silver lining&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’ve seen dreams that move the mountains&lt;br&gt;Hope that doesn’t ever end&lt;br&gt;Even when the sky is falling&lt;br&gt;And I’ve seen miracles just happen&lt;br&gt;Silent prayers get answered &lt;br&gt;Broken hearts become brand new&lt;br&gt;That’s what faith can do&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It doesn’t matter what you’ve heard&lt;br&gt;Impossible is not a word&lt;br&gt;It’s just a reason for someone not to try&lt;br&gt;Everybody’s scared to death&lt;br&gt;When they decide to take that step&lt;br&gt;Out on the water&lt;br&gt;It’ll be alright&lt;br&gt;Life is so much more&lt;br&gt;Than just what your eyes are seeing&lt;br&gt;You will find your way&lt;br&gt;If you keep believing&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’ve seen dreams that move the mountains&lt;br&gt;Hope that doesn’t ever end&lt;br&gt;Even when the sky is falling&lt;br&gt;And I’ve seen miracles just happen&lt;br&gt;Silent prayers get answered &lt;br&gt;Broken hearts become brand new&lt;br&gt;That’s what faith can do&lt;br&gt;Overcome the odds&lt;br&gt;You do have a chance&lt;br&gt;(That’s what faith can do)&lt;br&gt;When the world says you can’t&lt;br&gt;It’ll tell you that you can!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’ve seen dreams that move the mountains&lt;br&gt;Hope that doesn’t ever end&lt;br&gt;Even when the sky is falling&lt;br&gt;And I’ve seen miracles just happen&lt;br&gt;Silent prayers get answered &lt;br&gt;Broken hearts become brand new&lt;br&gt;That’s what faith can do&lt;br&gt;Even if you fall sometimes&lt;br&gt;You will have the strength to rise&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;“What Faith Can Do”- Kutless&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; float: none; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:05fc1bd2-e2b5-43d7-b13f-c724808f20c5" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;div id="d7944b79-8427-4502-bea0-4ea901610be3" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7elxC8LXfzE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S3zrK1Ac31I/AAAAAAAAA_s/74fhOVHlojo/video7532740bcaa3%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('d7944b79-8427-4502-bea0-4ea901610be3'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/7elxC8LXfzE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/7elxC8LXfzE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&amp;amp;hl=en\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;425\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;355\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p&gt;My bro introduced me to this song.. one of the best in quite some time.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Enjoy. XD&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-2017117943350601851?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/2017117943350601851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=2017117943350601851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/2017117943350601851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/2017117943350601851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2010/02/kutless.html' title='kutless'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S3zZztF3RNI/AAAAAAAAA_g/WzQxY111cEM/s72-c/kutless_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-5543010335205088970</id><published>2010-01-17T14:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T14:41:17.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eksperimen</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S1Ktd_QB37I/AAAAAAAAA-8/3EGcDF0kB0Q/s1600-h/alamandas2%5B10%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="alamandas2" alt="alamandas2" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S1KtgMcmXWI/AAAAAAAAA_A/dygKwHwmVRU/alamandas2_thumb%5B11%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="155" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Eksperimen hari ini- &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Took some pictures using Sony boy and edited them for the fun of it. Do ignore the unrefined uneven lines here and there though.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S1KtnlXDdRI/AAAAAAAAA_E/dfj_ytqwRvE/s1600-h/strings7%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="strings7" alt="strings7" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S1KtpQIKuwI/AAAAAAAAA_I/jBMrtjQB_PE/strings7_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="136" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Funny the colours remind me of the song ‘True Colours’. The Glee version of it is nice btw.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;But I see your true colours      &lt;br /&gt;shining through       &lt;br /&gt;I see your true colours       &lt;br /&gt;And that's why I love you       &lt;br /&gt;So don't be afraid to let them show       &lt;br /&gt;your true colours       &lt;br /&gt;True colours are beautiful       &lt;br /&gt;like a rainbow&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Glad for all the colours in life! XD&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-5543010335205088970?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/5543010335205088970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=5543010335205088970' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/5543010335205088970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/5543010335205088970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2010/01/eksperimen.html' title='eksperimen'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S1KtgMcmXWI/AAAAAAAAA_A/dygKwHwmVRU/s72-c/alamandas2_thumb%5B11%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-9076273701868471533</id><published>2010-01-12T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T23:29:25.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ba-ba-ba-bar- barbie!*</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;After finishing the last paper of A-levels** (what was it again?)- I seriously can’t remember, some Paper 5 thing, prom, last day-ktt worship leading at nilai, packing and leaving ktt, the remainder of november and december can be described with two words- rotting and bumming.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sleeping more than eight hours a day, eating, more sleeping, onlining, movies, and basically doing nothing-what a change from college life ha. Well I did spend a lot of time talking with my mum which was good, and brushing up on cooking hahaha and housework when she was outstation- other than that it was pretty routine-less and aimless which was quite a pain in the donkey, if you know what I mean. Even playing around with my new Sony boy wasn’t occupying enough. Wanted to be hustly-busy again.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thus I wanted to work- ruled out nandos’ (because their workers have to wear bandannas LOL) and starbucks*** (no vacancy) and gleneagles (no vacancy) and old town (didn’t feel like it) and teaching at a kindergarten (didn’t feel like it either) and TGIF (no vacancies again).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Christmas and New Year came and went. First week of January was a tough week. My uncle found out that his cancer had spread to many different parts of the bone. The same week my pastor passed away. It was a painful episode. Attended two wake services and a funeral- which was the first in a long long time, and a first that the deceased was someone I knew personally. He was the one who prayed over me at one month old, the one who baptised me, who lead worship enthusiastically on Sundays and drove us to youth camps. I found it so hard to believe that he won’t be here anymore, yet eventually I took comfort in knowing that it is not the end, but&amp;#160; a new beginning, that he’s in a better, far better place with no more sickness, even if I miss him. During that time I heard inspiring eulogies, realised what counts at the end, and above all else knew what comfort we have in God our Father in times like these.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;“O death, where is your victory? O death, where is your sting?&amp;quot; – 1 Corinthians 15:55&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Back to the present. I did manage to find a job as a volunteer at the National Cancer Society of Malaysia. Just two days there so far and I’m blessed to have a desk of my own with a computer with Internet access, new things to learn up, learning of great amazing stuff they’re doing for cancer awareness, for chicken rice**** for lunch two days consecutively lol.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Time is moving ABOMINABLY fast again it seems. Its almost mid-January and I wish I could freeze time. If Facebook asked me what superpowers I would choose if I was a superhero, I would call myself a Freezer and use it to freeze abominable (second time I’m using that word) KL traffic, freeze happy moments, freeze time. Sounds a bit on the line of Click. Oh that abominable movie. (third time).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Haha, well here’s to a new beginning!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S0yQd6Avo3I/AAAAAAAAA-0/ywAtw-VFaGk/s1600-h/DSC00158%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="DSC00158" alt="DSC00158" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S0yQg7khW6I/AAAAAAAAA-4/bTZ8y1Iergg/DSC00158_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*the title is very, very unrelated.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;**the last paper of A-levels was… er… Bio 5??&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;***one day i shall work in starbucks and breathe in the aromatic breathtaking delicious inspiring stimulating coffee-ish aroma of well, coffee all day long; and make frappucinos and cappucinos and other –cinos and lattes and other new drinks they invent by then. But I think that ‘one day’ won’t probably ever, come.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;****Ah Kow The Chicken Rice Man gave me a drumstick deliberately today. Not that particularly fond of it but it was a kind gesture and I think its because I’m chinese haha. (halal food court)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyways.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Cheers!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;OH&lt;/font&gt; one more thing- the thought of Ruud Van Nistelrooy in a Liverpool shirt is so WEIRD, yet priceless. Makes me wonder… ahahaha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-9076273701868471533?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/9076273701868471533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=9076273701868471533' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/9076273701868471533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/9076273701868471533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2010/01/ba-ba-ba-bar-barbie.html' title='ba-ba-ba-bar- barbie!*'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/S0yQg7khW6I/AAAAAAAAA-4/bTZ8y1Iergg/s72-c/DSC00158_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-784321118636937216</id><published>2010-01-04T13:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:11:16.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the bf</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ooohh… his name is Sony, and he’s black. XD&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-784321118636937216?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/784321118636937216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=784321118636937216' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/784321118636937216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/784321118636937216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2010/01/bf.html' title='the bf'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-5907311792182595297</id><published>2009-12-31T11:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T14:31:40.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>diverse pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwcCQeXqII/AAAAAAAAA8c/JOXlYSsuOrM/s1600-h/IMG_61564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6156" alt="IMG_6156" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwcH0JcFjI/AAAAAAAAA8g/GaWPFPCxgNs/IMG_6156_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;walkway.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwcNUgUAqI/AAAAAAAAA8k/L8Nb5A3-bA0/s1600-h/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="2" alt="2" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwcRwM9NSI/AAAAAAAAA8o/6KOgrmBrgJY/2_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;shoes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwcTwJ8_uI/AAAAAAAAA8s/2n_yfepN8TQ/s1600-h/IMG_65744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6574" alt="IMG_6574" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwcWEoVdDI/AAAAAAAAA8w/oOBPb57WHDk/IMG_6574_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;mac and cheese.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwcYqMPyMI/AAAAAAAAA80/y9EoNSHNtqk/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="1" alt="1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwcbXtD3OI/AAAAAAAAA84/ea4qyFpmXlo/1_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="405" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;strumming.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Szwce-1h4DI/AAAAAAAAA88/bUvmwzsyKVY/s1600-h/IMG_4310%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_4310" alt="IMG_4310" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwcjqIfpYI/AAAAAAAAA9A/2E5r9z5oti0/IMG_4310_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;punjabi suits.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwclWgU1oI/AAAAAAAAA9E/0SMDYEjVd20/s1600-h/IMG_62304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6230" alt="IMG_6230" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwcnGrl9XI/AAAAAAAAA9I/nF3zNrHH01I/IMG_6230_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;gate, barbed wire, alpinea, leaves, sky.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwcrPlJ5nI/AAAAAAAAA9M/uwK6ZJmI1Qc/s1600-h/IMG_76404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_7640" alt="IMG_7640" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Szwcua4d9jI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/L0H7o0scV7c/IMG_7640_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;sha, orange balloon doggy, me. on christmas day!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwcxYO722I/AAAAAAAAA9U/-8NpIzMkLnI/s1600-h/IMG_29334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_2933" alt="IMG_2933" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Szwcz9QWxFI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/i3R0oMBL71w/IMG_2933_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;port dickson, one year ago, exactly.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Szwc3Y98K_I/AAAAAAAAA9c/uwxHAhixIVI/s1600-h/IMG_6041%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6041" alt="IMG_6041" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Szwc8sur_HI/AAAAAAAAA9g/A8cHk6k0MAo/IMG_6041_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;messy table, yellowish stained walls of familiarity.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Szwc__1_gGI/AAAAAAAAA9k/r0C9LR_9uag/s1600-h/IMG_76454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_7645" alt="IMG_7645" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwdC--thwI/AAAAAAAAA9o/sge-gcjDuNA/IMG_7645_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;herbal duck noodles, bidor.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwdGZLt4-I/AAAAAAAAA9s/oF28m3cEZWs/s1600-h/IMG_60754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6075" alt="IMG_6075" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwdJY-FufI/AAAAAAAAA9w/IpEy1hWeTq8/IMG_6075_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;friends, pavilion.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwdQGvWMaI/AAAAAAAAA90/E8zDTJS4HT0/s1600-h/IMG_21844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_2184" alt="IMG_2184" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwdVInT1MI/AAAAAAAAA94/etZblXn6v-k/IMG_2184_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;bukit tabur.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwdXKbVJjI/AAAAAAAAA98/sXcos9TJsG0/s1600-h/IMG_5961%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_5961" alt="IMG_5961" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwdZeZwogI/AAAAAAAAA-A/9PPJDPq2wXI/IMG_5961_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;ktt ad on north-south highway lol.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwddqNvSEI/AAAAAAAAA-E/ioMb1d2SQ8Q/s1600-h/IMG_61714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6171" alt="IMG_6171" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Szwdhidgf4I/AAAAAAAAA-I/c-TnNQBOvB8/IMG_6171_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;purple flowers. and red.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwdicB6aQI/AAAAAAAAA-M/g5eDPA9QaBQ/s1600-h/18-09-08_2216%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="18-09-08_2216" alt="18-09-08_2216" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwdjWQMYvI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/1dAjxB5McR0/18-09-08_2216_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;lantern.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwdnI7RTKI/AAAAAAAAA-U/YvSautAK5AY/s1600-h/Picture0055%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="Picture0055" alt="Picture0055" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Szwdo6fk_9I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/BF-j1QXKBfU/Picture0055_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;rubik’s cube, dentyne, and rubik’s cube. photo from lynthia’s webcam.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwdrBR6KPI/AAAAAAAAA-c/o1qvlqSsIGk/s1600-h/IMG_62354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6235" alt="IMG_6235" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwdtY3EJgI/AAAAAAAAA-g/elc0vIiLJQk/IMG_6235_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;rusted stands.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Szwdv7KjZQI/AAAAAAAAA-k/vi9tLCeaUg8/s1600-h/IMG_69414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6941" alt="IMG_6941" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwdyIj0rbI/AAAAAAAAA-o/VXY7IlqN6yM/IMG_6941_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;candle ablaze on top of rapidly melting ice cream.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwdzWPS1DI/AAAAAAAAA-s/6U1B-mH1-_o/s1600-h/Picture14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="Picture1" alt="Picture1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Szwd0TfGgJI/AAAAAAAAA-w/YVXTjrExtFs/Picture1_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" width="281" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;‘lil cousin isaiah praying for his father.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Cheers!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-5907311792182595297?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/5907311792182595297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=5907311792182595297' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/5907311792182595297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/5907311792182595297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/12/diverse-pictures.html' title='diverse pictures'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzwcH0JcFjI/AAAAAAAAA8g/GaWPFPCxgNs/s72-c/IMG_6156_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-5683054431477460495</id><published>2009-12-23T12:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T12:50:38.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry christmas! =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzGYT-KlaEI/AAAAAAAAA8U/xX0PTX8zPuE/s1600-h/IMG_7615%203%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_7615 3" alt="IMG_7615 3" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzGYVLZ5MXI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/vjYs-XcKnz4/IMG_7615%203_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Hail the heav'n-born Prince of Peace!      &lt;br /&gt;Hail the Son of Righteousness!       &lt;br /&gt;Light and life to all He brings       &lt;br /&gt;Ris'n with healing in His wings       &lt;br /&gt;Mild He lays His glory by       &lt;br /&gt;Born that man no more may die       &lt;br /&gt;Born to raise the sons of earth       &lt;br /&gt;Born to give them second birth       &lt;br /&gt;Hark! The herald angels sing       &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Glory to the newborn King!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-5683054431477460495?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/5683054431477460495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=5683054431477460495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/5683054431477460495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/5683054431477460495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-d.html' title='merry christmas! =)'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SzGYVLZ5MXI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/vjYs-XcKnz4/s72-c/IMG_7615%203_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-3052861841324071464</id><published>2009-12-17T14:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T14:55:06.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who said malaysians are short?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SynSi14UAAI/AAAAAAAAA8M/thKxZpBpgDo/s1600-h/lotus%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="lotus" alt="lotus" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SynSkYqah5I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/A95KOGmWnc0/lotus_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="161" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Lotus F1 Team: Jarno Trulli, Fairuz Fauzy, Heikki Kovalainen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Looky… the Orang Malaysia is the &lt;font color="#800000"&gt;tallest&lt;/font&gt; here!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ah..shifting genetic predispositons=D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-3052861841324071464?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/3052861841324071464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=3052861841324071464' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/3052861841324071464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/3052861841324071464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/12/who-said-malaysians-are-short.html' title='who said malaysians are short?'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SynSkYqah5I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/A95KOGmWnc0/s72-c/lotus_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-4067487675757161250</id><published>2009-12-14T17:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T17:00:22.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the strongest people</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Are not businessmen, aircraft moguls, or donald trumps.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;They lift no physical weights nor perform extraordinary tasks with Superman t-shirts on.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;They are normal, ordinary people&amp;#160; who can smile, laugh, cheer others up eventhough they themselves would seem the ones in need of cheering up in the midst of pain, loss, trials and a very uncertain next second, minute and days.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You. Thanks for being an example!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-4067487675757161250?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/4067487675757161250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=4067487675757161250' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/4067487675757161250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/4067487675757161250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/12/strongest-people.html' title='the strongest people'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-262072359313225642</id><published>2009-12-05T13:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T13:05:37.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>football fever?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SxnpC76dcSI/AAAAAAAAA7s/dkREIl5s5pA/s1600-h/15_1%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="15_1" alt="15_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SxnpDo8_GNI/AAAAAAAAA7w/DLwq2negujg/15_1_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Remember this? The infamous headbutt Zidane gave Materazzi (whom I still firmly believe him to be in the wrong) that gave Italy their undeserved victory in the 2006 World Cup. Sadness… I was rooting for France. I still remember Sha and I saling ber-kutuking before the match, she exalting her Italian warriors, and mine the French ones.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SxnpGUWid1I/AAAAAAAAA70/2U34kfKnkOQ/s1600-h/article-1192300-054D8AC3000005DC-992_468x328%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="article-1192300-054D8AC3000005DC-992_468x328" alt="article-1192300-054D8AC3000005DC-992_468x328" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SxnpIT41HRI/AAAAAAAAA74/qjQVm-8Q4Z8/article-1192300-054D8AC3000005DC-992_468x328_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="168" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Or do you remember this? Cristiano Ronaldo’s notorious wink at Rooney after the referee sent Rooney off. That incident made me all the more anti-MU, anti-Portugal, anti-Ronaldo. Sorry all you who love MU, Ronaldo, and Portugal.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The thing is, when it comes to football, the sport that seemingly brings the whole world together, each of us are unashamedly BIASED to the team we support. =P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SxnpNwZpejI/AAAAAAAAA78/aLksFfhCsKI/s1600-h/southafricafanscapetown20091204_412x232%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="southafricafanscapetown20091204_412x232" alt="southafricafanscapetown20091204_412x232" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SxnpPTDGvRI/AAAAAAAAA8A/TDNHCCesClE/southafricafanscapetown20091204_412x232_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Come next June 2010, it’ll be time for the South African World Cup. More buzz, excitement, and the best part is, I think it’ll be still be holidays time hohoho.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Not sure yet which national jersey to don, but definitely not-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SxnpVf5zDqI/AAAAAAAAA8E/Ztze3QbSsc8/s1600-h/win_g_2002_500%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="win_g_2002_500" alt="win_g_2002_500" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SxnpXK_BO7I/AAAAAAAAA8I/qn_Zp_I_Kx0/win_g_2002_500_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Brazil.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;See what I mean about biased?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lol.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-262072359313225642?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/262072359313225642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=262072359313225642' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/262072359313225642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/262072359313225642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/12/football-fever.html' title='football fever?'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SxnpDo8_GNI/AAAAAAAAA7w/DLwq2negujg/s72-c/15_1_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-3790894558605982635</id><published>2009-10-19T16:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T16:13:26.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to-do lists!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/StwehUmW78I/AAAAAAAAA7k/W9cQkz6oPmQ/s1600-h/people%5B55%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="people" alt="people" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Stweiz9NhMI/AAAAAAAAA7o/dcmP_q-1gcE/people_thumb%5B53%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="371" height="151" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Would I believe You when You would say      &lt;br /&gt;Your hand will guide my every way       &lt;br /&gt;Will I receive the words You say       &lt;br /&gt;Every moment of every day&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Well I will walk by faith      &lt;br /&gt;Even when I cannot see it       &lt;br /&gt;Well because this broken road       &lt;br /&gt;Prepares Your will for me&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Help me to win my endless fears      &lt;br /&gt;You've been so faithful for all my years       &lt;br /&gt;With the one breath You make me       &lt;br /&gt;Your grace covers all I do&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Well I'm broken- but I still see Your face      &lt;br /&gt;Well You've spoken- pouring Your words of grace&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; -&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;-Walk By Faith~Jeremy Camp-&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;Great song!=)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s study break now and my mind keeps conjuring up &lt;font color="#800000"&gt;post A2 to-do lists&lt;/font&gt; each time I study. Climb Mount Everest! &lt;strike&gt;–signal attenuation-&lt;/strike&gt;Tour the world! &lt;strike&gt;–decay constant-&lt;/strike&gt;Chicken Rice Balls! Christmas! &lt;strike&gt;–Faraday’s Law-&lt;/strike&gt; Read NON-ACADEMIC books! Work! Youth Camp! &lt;strike&gt;-base stations-&lt;/strike&gt; Finish House! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Can’t wait!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-3790894558605982635?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/3790894558605982635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=3790894558605982635' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/3790894558605982635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/3790894558605982635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-do-lists.html' title='to-do lists!'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Stweiz9NhMI/AAAAAAAAA7o/dcmP_q-1gcE/s72-c/people_thumb%5B53%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-7300624696476660301</id><published>2009-10-11T19:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T20:07:22.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>muahahaha</title><content type='html'>It used to be the time where we scouted around for cheap fridges, washing machines, hot plates, shelves etc etc (though we didn't buy anything from the seniors in the end, haha).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well the time has arrived again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Except this time, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are the seniors, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We do the selling, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we get scouted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MUAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But we're also the ones also sitting for A2 in two weeks time! Yet another examination in the coming long list of five and a half years more of examinations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gahhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frequently heard comment:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;"Aiyo!!! Doctor, dentist ah??? No life one lahhh!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got life, got life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-7300624696476660301?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/7300624696476660301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=7300624696476660301' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/7300624696476660301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/7300624696476660301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/10/muahahaha.html' title='muahahaha'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-204906825974116883</id><published>2009-10-03T13:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T13:50:37.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thorn in the flesh</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SsbmKuBwb6I/AAAAAAAAA7c/2sc67cS8dJU/s1600-h/Picture2%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="Picture2" alt="Picture2" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SsbmLCmKuAI/AAAAAAAAA7g/LFT4g96Mn8A/Picture2_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Smacking delicious!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Waking up to the sound of early pattering rain against the road, fresh with its slightly acidic smell.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Breakfast at Thiam Fatt –a hot bowl of savoury pan mee- something I had been craving all week.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Fresh coffee (not three-in-one thank you), tasting like what only well, coffee can taste like.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The only glitch in all these wonderful perfection? Is…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;OH BLIMEY- I have to study!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-204906825974116883?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/204906825974116883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=204906825974116883' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/204906825974116883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/204906825974116883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/10/thorn-in-flesh.html' title='thorn in the flesh'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SsbmLCmKuAI/AAAAAAAAA7g/LFT4g96Mn8A/s72-c/Picture2_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-7648941117003780248</id><published>2009-09-21T15:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T15:03:56.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>food for thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This morning I had the privilege of chatting with my aunty over breakfast (I had not met her since I was 2 and fighting (physically) with my brother for HIS milk bottle). Haha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;She was telling me of her early years in the UK, how she met my uncle and all that. She told me of my cousin meeting her future husband (now husband) in university and what they’ve been through since getting married.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And my aunty said something that kind of stuck around. To her, love is not a warm fuzzy feeling, its not an emotion, but its everything 1 Corinthians 13 say it is. She said that now, (after 30 years or so of marriage), she loves my uncle even more than she did from the start, because of what they’ve been through together.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I kind of thought that couples married long enough will get bored of each other and even though they may still be together, mid-life crisis and all that would sure strain their relationship, wouldn’t it? Commitment they may have to remain faithful and keep their family together, but to love even more than they had from the start?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That’s God-sent.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Is it possible?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrclWPRxtaI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/YGDNPGmp5QA/s1600-h/LOVE%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="LOVE" alt="LOVE" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrclW6zJKJI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/tw1hx0PLbFw/LOVE_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="181" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-7648941117003780248?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/7648941117003780248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=7648941117003780248' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/7648941117003780248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/7648941117003780248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/09/food-for-thought.html' title='food for thought'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrclW6zJKJI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/tw1hx0PLbFw/s72-c/LOVE_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-1851230873168689779</id><published>2009-09-18T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T23:50:24.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>black and white</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrOsIva0Y0I/AAAAAAAAA6w/ogyi9mz8ovY/s1600-h/airplane3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="airplane" alt="airplane" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrOsJt35lnI/AAAAAAAAA60/GkTZIAPVOKk/airplane_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was still early (about one more hour before the briefing) so Li Yan, Susu, Agnes and I went to watch the planes. We didn’t see any planes take-off, or any land, but it was pretty cool all the same. We just sat there talking and I started taking black and white pictures (no, NOT EMO!!) it just looked cool and befitting for the occasion haha. =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sometimes it just seems so amazing how time flies and before we know it its time to say goodbye. Fikri said that life is a series of hellos and goodbyes and I guess that’s pretty true. Over the past few months I have been to KLIA to see off the KLE seniors, Alicia, UGM Indon students, Daryl, Jagiellonian U (had to google that to get the spelling right, haha), and most recently the Czech students.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrOsK3lKgxI/AAAAAAAAA64/rqJhsideQcs/s1600-h/IMG_7198%5B12%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_7198" alt="IMG_7198" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrOsL9XwpqI/AAAAAAAAA68/OT9Jb8mUn3Y/IMG_7198_thumb%5B10%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Evon, Yu Xin The Genius, Adeline The Boss, Ye Ling and Agnes The Neighbor Who Cooks.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It seemed just yesterday when we heard their voices and laughter shaking Tangga 2, saw them study like crazy in one year for AS, A2 and then entrance exams… and now in blazers ready to fly!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When I was younger and the only reason visiting KLIA was to pick up my aunty from NZ, I used to wonder impatiently when would it be my turn to leave, not to pick up or send someone off. And I am ever so grateful to God for providing me with this scholarship that one day, I too might fly. It seems pretty long away (as all us India-bound people groan) but its coming all the same.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I guess what we can do now is to enjoy family, Teluk Intan chee cheong funs and just enjoy…being home.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Next week,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrOsM2pzfwI/AAAAAAAAA7A/xLcxiMyEr20/s1600-h/_MG_3104%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="_MG_3104" alt="_MG_3104" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrOsN1bgS9I/AAAAAAAAA7E/asJSXfE3ALU/_MG_3104_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="160" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Li Yan The Guitar Sifu will be off to Poland.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrOsOm6YMRI/AAAAAAAAA7I/WTvygmHE4nQ/s1600-h/6330_129726755918_501865918_2992551_6852066_n%5B13%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="6330_129726755918_501865918_2992551_6852066_n" alt="6330_129726755918_501865918_2992551_6852066_n" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrOsPiEu8eI/AAAAAAAAA7M/Pj_Zlg62k4M/6330_129726755918_501865918_2992551_6852066_n_thumb%5B17%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="162" height="291" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Feli She Who Sat Next To Me For 5 Years=) to London.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;(Feli I am so sorry I stalked Facebook to get this picture of you it looks very nice hahaha)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Missing and will miss all of you, take care!=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities nor powers, nor things present nor things to come, nor height nor depth, nor any other created thing, shall be able to separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; -Romans 8:38-39&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-1851230873168689779?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/1851230873168689779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=1851230873168689779' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/1851230873168689779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/1851230873168689779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/09/black-and-white.html' title='black and white'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrOsJt35lnI/AAAAAAAAA60/GkTZIAPVOKk/s72-c/airplane_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-3961696397882889584</id><published>2009-09-17T13:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T13:26:59.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>train, bus, fly!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrHIdW7ASrI/AAAAAAAAA6g/KZYJMf4LJuA/s1600-h/klia2%5B4%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="klia2" alt="klia2" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrHIeC7qUbI/AAAAAAAAA6o/SyHmRcH5ugU/klia2_thumb%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="240" height="159" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;They should have a Putra line right into the heart of KLIA. That would solve all my transport woes. (KLIA&amp;#160; Express not counted!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Wishful thinking I know, haha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-3961696397882889584?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/3961696397882889584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=3961696397882889584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/3961696397882889584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/3961696397882889584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/09/train-bus-fly.html' title='train, bus, fly!'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrHIeC7qUbI/AAAAAAAAA6o/SyHmRcH5ugU/s72-c/klia2_thumb%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-8932949657722441059</id><published>2009-09-16T14:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T14:50:02.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>various snapshots</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Eat from a polystyrene box of nasi goreng USA and a can of 100 plus, facing the same old yellow wall adorned with notes and pictures…every day- no wonder I felt very out of place eating lunch today with a proper porcelain plate, bowl, and cutlery. =D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;All hail the holidays!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Snapshots of what has been going on the past week or so when I wasn’t home-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lynthia’s Birthday Outing to Alamanda- I’m so sorry we traumatised you with the blind date thing=(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrCKNEOqMDI/AAAAAAAAA5A/lX_dIyBZaKI/s1600-h/IMG_6768%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6768" alt="IMG_6768" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrCKOCp4IEI/AAAAAAAAA5E/EsPY-1XhbHg/IMG_6768_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sarah’s face- classic man! Haha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrCKQDLW_XI/AAAAAAAAA5I/qUGmL87ThuY/s1600-h/IMG_6787%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6787" alt="IMG_6787" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrCKQ7HSnVI/AAAAAAAAA5M/IhXIzeERaUA/IMG_6787_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mr Cheng is the most sporting guy in KTT to don a singlet, (boxers, tie, wrap-around jacket, face mask, spectacles his idea) to fit the role. =D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrCKR-WV-dI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/GnY14-hvVpg/s1600-h/IMG_6850%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6850" alt="IMG_6850" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrCKSQKX0bI/AAAAAAAAA5U/pf9Nqzy2cI4/IMG_6850_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My second time at Sushi King- I really am not into Japanese food. Western any day!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Also I went for Li Yan’s farewell at Midvalley- we had Chili’s!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrCKT5csv5I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/yWOFmd7n6b8/s1600-h/IMG_6932%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6932" alt="IMG_6932" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrCKUpuPUiI/AAAAAAAAA5c/zDDiEAGhUEg/IMG_6932_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Also my second time here- stamps my devotion. I’m a fan!=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrCKVxuoXLI/AAAAAAAAA5g/BryPyRD2Sfc/s1600-h/IMG_6900%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6900" alt="IMG_6900" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrCKXHs2mFI/AAAAAAAAA5k/t7j_vTkHdrA/IMG_6900_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Smacking delicious- the mashed potatoes were so good we ordered extra!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrCKZIbaw5I/AAAAAAAAA5o/XYcQ-Ie3lEg/s1600-h/IMG_6908%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6908" alt="IMG_6908" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrCKaBnPmNI/AAAAAAAAA5s/uzRDnWZceUs/IMG_6908_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;No comment.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrCKboXIkzI/AAAAAAAAA5w/rcyvwl0A-dQ/s1600-h/IMG_7007%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_7007" alt="IMG_7007" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrCKdXFJ9II/AAAAAAAAA50/EJFmpn6s5Y8/IMG_7007_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Donald Duck.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I didn’t go back last weekend- so this is what happened when two bored people are in college. Some handyman left the ladder outside our apartment so I was the photographer and my model wannabe-roommate, the model.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrCKgNapebI/AAAAAAAAA54/oSeWUSe3KOk/s1600-h/IMG_7068%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_7068" alt="IMG_7068" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrCKh_toUqI/AAAAAAAAA58/WKbATzMvEGY/IMG_7068_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Cool, right? =P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Next up was ALU 11’s pre-raya celebration-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrCKjUHOAuI/AAAAAAAAA6A/5QiGN7p-SfE/s1600-h/IMG_7108%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_7108" alt="IMG_7108" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrCKke7orJI/AAAAAAAAA6E/78hCPuyNGM8/IMG_7108_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Baju kurungs!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrCKlok7IyI/AAAAAAAAA6I/lAQYAxKwysY/s1600-h/IMG_7114%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_7114" alt="IMG_7114" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrCKmPZyTwI/AAAAAAAAA6M/VSU36kyVnbA/IMG_7114_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This is my very very tall friend and a not-so-straight friend. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That’s all for now.. raya break=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Take care everyone!=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-8932949657722441059?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/8932949657722441059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=8932949657722441059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/8932949657722441059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/8932949657722441059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/09/various-snapshots.html' title='various snapshots'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SrCKOCp4IEI/AAAAAAAAA5E/EsPY-1XhbHg/s72-c/IMG_6768_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-218539008980317079</id><published>2009-09-06T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T00:41:41.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>home</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I think that in the midst of longing for change, for something new, for something different, to see sights and sounds heard but never seen off myself, nothing still beats home.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Familiarity.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Of certain tastes, scents, voices, looks.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The joy of family, of having 5 meals a day and a comfortable bed- mannn! *gags*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now I sound like I’m somewhere far away padahal only at Sepang. –.-Haha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Not forgetting,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SqKOlBz6mHI/AAAAAAAAA44/W6KoyyIUGJA/s1600-h/IMG_6744%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6744" alt="IMG_6744" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SqKOmEECvjI/AAAAAAAAA48/MrEPDLWGvGs/IMG_6744_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Fresh coconut- one of God’s best creations! =D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Having said that, I’m still waiting to see Exotic India.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-218539008980317079?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/218539008980317079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=218539008980317079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/218539008980317079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/218539008980317079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/09/home.html' title='home'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SqKOmEECvjI/AAAAAAAAA48/MrEPDLWGvGs/s72-c/IMG_6744_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-4806643962389762193</id><published>2009-08-31T00:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T00:03:54.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lets be colour-blind</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Spqi5f01FhI/AAAAAAAAA4w/9GyHS5SWNBQ/s1600-h/Photo0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="Photo000" alt="Photo000" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Spqi6CY77dI/AAAAAAAAA40/t32AzLTJy4k/Photo000_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;God bless Malaysia.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-4806643962389762193?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/4806643962389762193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=4806643962389762193' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/4806643962389762193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/4806643962389762193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/08/lets-be-colour-blind.html' title='lets be colour-blind'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Spqi6CY77dI/AAAAAAAAA40/t32AzLTJy4k/s72-c/Photo000_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-533706526849307103</id><published>2009-08-28T15:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T15:54:18.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SpeMrKjWtqI/AAAAAAAAA4o/uIvyVO-kSxg/s1600-h/Picture+135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SpeMrKjWtqI/AAAAAAAAA4o/uIvyVO-kSxg/s320/Picture+135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374919353484883618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(stolen from Phyllis' blog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this was during our AS period a few short months back. ( Click to enlarge! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is not life but a series of exams- AS, IELTS, Pre-A2, A2.... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to curl up in a sleeping- time- AWESOME-machine...wake me up when December comes, k?&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/2775404248210537019-533706526849307103?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/533706526849307103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=533706526849307103' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/533706526849307103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/533706526849307103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-machine.html' title='time machine'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SpeMrKjWtqI/AAAAAAAAA4o/uIvyVO-kSxg/s72-c/Picture+135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-2549215049021677909</id><published>2009-08-22T16:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T16:38:30.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keep the faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Wednesday was our CF’s committee election for 2009/2010. It was WOW!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We’re all amazed at how God’s faithfulness has sustained us so far, His grace and strength through all the highs and lows the past year. He answered our prayers- and gave us a bunch of enthusiastic, rocking, fun and loving juniors!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Flashback first, hehe.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-s3GJxhPI/AAAAAAAAA14/LImkCKgDYZ4/s1600-h/ktt_stuff_072%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="ktt_stuff_072" alt="ktt_stuff_072" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-s38vQNqI/AAAAAAAAA18/4oVQxDsqVfI/ktt_stuff_072_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;One of the early times with a Mr Potato in it hehe=P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-s5esg7jI/AAAAAAAAA2A/CKxuxbhlTS8/s1600-h/Image040%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="Image040" alt="Image040" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-s6YWjjKI/AAAAAAAAA2E/0STWdasAmjk/Image040_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;CF Dedication ceremony last year.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-s7T32TUI/AAAAAAAAA2I/NazMkAjqm5Q/s1600-h/_MG_3078%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="_MG_3078" alt="_MG_3078" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-s8BUBU-I/AAAAAAAAA2M/vPEviop2eok/_MG_3078_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Student house.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-s-vbKZSI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/ZTr2rwmYw3o/s1600-h/IMG_4666%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_4666" alt="IMG_4666" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-s_jO9RPI/AAAAAAAAA2U/DFT7OAccegM/IMG_4666_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;CF Retreat ‘08&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tA6fR7TI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/aytgQSHg148/s1600-h/DSC04408%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="DSC04408" alt="DSC04408" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tBfOAsTI/AAAAAAAAA2c/DJGSF8JwljU/DSC04408_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="249" height="162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Fun and dirty times…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tDPH1IzI/AAAAAAAAA2g/LwTTEbtncW0/s1600-h/DSC04466%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="DSC04466" alt="DSC04466" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tEk6RSfI/AAAAAAAAA2k/LLaG4p6wkqA/DSC04466_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="135" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To sunburnt woes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tHA-3sJI/AAAAAAAAA2o/Bgp4NCCfkwY/s1600-h/IMG_5619%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_5619" alt="IMG_5619" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tH-H3XnI/AAAAAAAAA2s/CcLWoI6Gf_8/IMG_5619_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Combined CF with Intec! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tIsNGmLI/AAAAAAAAA2w/z7GONT7WyWc/s1600-h/Img065%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="Img065" alt="Img065" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tJdnivcI/AAAAAAAAA20/q-ciFcisH4Q/Img065_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The Super Senior- the whole committee in one- someone who taught us a LOT.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tKuuhd4I/AAAAAAAAA24/feEBoC_sB0w/s1600-h/DSC00517%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="DSC00517" alt="DSC00517" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tLRj2OsI/AAAAAAAAA28/ZmxHPYtNiZc/DSC00517_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And started a guitar revolution.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tMi7wOEI/AAAAAAAAA3A/YpTv-lLf7jU/s1600-h/IMG_6730%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6730" alt="IMG_6730" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tNel25sI/AAAAAAAAA3E/fL6s5PkOyFk/IMG_6730_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;No kidding!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;(Haha.. which one nicest, that black one right? Awesome=))&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tO9jBkuI/AAAAAAAAA3I/Nz_ooFolje8/s1600-h/IMG_6673%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6673" alt="IMG_6673" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tPZNZZLI/AAAAAAAAA3M/fEliR0hVe_Y/IMG_6673_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Wednesday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tQ5cQ7hI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/HnWcTbhGPTY/s1600-h/IMG_6681%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6681" alt="IMG_6681" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tRtR99oI/AAAAAAAAA3U/ml1kDw2b8eI/IMG_6681_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The new generation of Tangga 2 haha. With Doris and Adeline.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tS8AzWXI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/V9PsjiOvvmY/s1600-h/IMG_6682%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6682" alt="IMG_6682" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tTvWxM0I/AAAAAAAAA3c/eteVRAeyvxI/IMG_6682_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The EX- Worship Coordinator venting his frustration!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tU6DKiaI/AAAAAAAAA3g/pCqGLmh7ceQ/s1600-h/IMG_6696%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6696" alt="IMG_6696" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tVlsjcrI/AAAAAAAAA3k/gHAeyBAi7-w/IMG_6696_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;New committee.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tWzdKDAI/AAAAAAAAA3o/fq_ydU1zFDs/s1600-h/IMG_6702%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6702" alt="IMG_6702" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tXr34hQI/AAAAAAAAA3s/MBH9oGPChAc/IMG_6702_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The old- plus Keshan not in the picture.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tYw1RrZI/AAAAAAAAA3w/TCZF6R0MKXM/s1600-h/IMG_6704%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6704" alt="IMG_6704" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tZgihx_I/AAAAAAAAA30/TkLOd-k54xE/IMG_6704_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Family in Christ.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-ta0niKhI/AAAAAAAAA34/k-LebxqlYmg/s1600-h/IMG_6706%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6706" alt="IMG_6706" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tbk4unUI/AAAAAAAAA38/rjRUdpeFzmQ/IMG_6706_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The weird pose of Daniel lol.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tdd9H14I/AAAAAAAAA4A/SyK0gO9g4Ec/s1600-h/IMG_6710%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6710" alt="IMG_6710" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-teAua--I/AAAAAAAAA4E/sMrtUSRWL0o/IMG_6710_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Awesome juniors!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tgnJ7vSI/AAAAAAAAA4I/ThcZvtcU9dI/s1600-h/IMG_6714%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6714" alt="IMG_6714" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-th9bpMsI/AAAAAAAAA4M/ZpTn09N9jMI/IMG_6714_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The old -and the new!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tjeW4CFI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/BXAzL4a23kk/s1600-h/IMG_6717%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6717" alt="IMG_6717" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tkB9kIxI/AAAAAAAAA4U/rYUtTdnIpy8/IMG_6717_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://niv.scripturetext.com/matthew/5.htm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font color="#c0c0c0"&gt;&amp;quot;You are the light of the world. A city on a hill cannot be hidden.”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#c0c0c0"&gt;- Matthew 5:14-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tlS7qCBI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/3UJrqw-R2jg/s1600-h/IMG_6722%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6722" alt="IMG_6722" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-tm_SkxFI/AAAAAAAAA4c/dfIh9IiBofw/IMG_6722_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Juniors, our prayer for the coming year that you’ll “fight the good fight, finish the race and keep the faith.”- and pass the baton on to your juniors.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Keep running for Him!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;God bless!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-2549215049021677909?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/2549215049021677909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=2549215049021677909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/2549215049021677909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/2549215049021677909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/08/keep-faith.html' title='keep the faith'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/So-s38vQNqI/AAAAAAAAA18/4oVQxDsqVfI/s72-c/ktt_stuff_072_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-2374457560851429576</id><published>2009-08-14T21:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T21:39:07.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bits and pieces- overwhelmed!</title><content type='html'>Forgive me if I sound a lil' excited in this post.. because I haven't been on the Internet for like a whole WEEK! Actually I think it was two days ago but it seems ages and ages ago 'cause of the bad connection and too-few-computers in the super big-ok lah not so big library that had me stalking it like a True Accomplished Stalker. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway a few things had been whirling around my mind that my fingers were just itching to get it onto written form-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tuesday I had just came home from sending off one of my goodest buddies to US (Alicia hope you are doing fine!!!=) and I was feeling a weirdest mix of emotions. As I sat there trying to hmm.. try to put into words what I felt - I mean I was sad to see her go off to such a faraway land- yet happy she got this great great chance to do something she likes at somewhere so cool. And I just realised that come October, almost all of my Melawati friends would be gone-to all parts of the world (kind of)-And as I tried putting it into words (I was speaking what I was thinking)- that "is it possible that we can feel just about every single emotion at the exact same time? Be happy and sad, and all other emotions you just don't know what word can just sum it all up! But you just feel it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at that moment- the girl sitting on my right- this oh-so-very-down-to-earth housemate of mine interjected with a-"Uhh.. I believe the word for that is 'overwhelmed'?" Pffft... I deflated and fell back to earth again. Haha. It was a very funny episode, that was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I mentioned this to God many times, and to quite a few people after AS that if I got an A for Chemistry, it would really really really be a miracle. Because I really did mess up very badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what? I serve a God of miracles. He is Jehovah Jireh, my Provider, because the miracle did happen. I was amazed and grateful, and even now I still feel I deserve a B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To God be the glory=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.This morning I went to KLIA again for the second time in a week. Suraya pulled me along to see off the Universiti Gadjah Mada students bound to Indonesia. We left at 5.45 am on the KTT bus quite a few people came actually. Its quite funny that I'm kind of like an official boyfriend-send off=P I mean like, I have been with two of my friends to send off their bfs and both times the bfs told me to take care of their gfs. I should just hang a sign around my neck saying-"need a substitute boyfriend?-find me!" Haha. Freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go soon. Mr Faraday calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao-til the next time!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-2374457560851429576?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/2374457560851429576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=2374457560851429576' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/2374457560851429576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/2374457560851429576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/08/bits-and-pieces-overwhelmed.html' title='bits and pieces- overwhelmed!'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-7634995237331802592</id><published>2009-08-09T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T12:36:40.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the kop will NOT flop</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Aku mau…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Sn2iEDkq0hI/AAAAAAAAA1I/qIdFomM7mLs/s1600-h/1%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline;" title="1" alt="1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Sn2iFMCprZI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/oM4o4nNtHR8/1_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;atau&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Sn2iFrpoZTI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/qHC96zW3x2o/s1600-h/2%5B27%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline;" title="2" alt="2" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Sn2iGb2qdSI/AAAAAAAAA1c/6RzoEX_7CGU/2_thumb%5B25%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;atau&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Sn2iG5ktS0I/AAAAAAAAA1o/sFQRCgX5-fI/s1600-h/3%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline;" title="3" alt="3" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Sn2iHbYqj5I/AAAAAAAAA1s/G37Kv9tbwrI/3_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Haha. Siapa mau beli untuk aku?=P  (*hint feli and chun soon hint*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The ‘Carlsberg’ almost got swapped for ‘Chang Beer’ did you know when Thai tycoons wanted to buy the club haha. And most recently I heard, maybe Standard Chartered next season. Lol.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But maybe then, they will be allowed to come to Malaysia =)=)=) or maybe India hahaha next year.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Check out this picture:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Sn2iIu-NqWI/AAAAAAAAAzw/h20QNPJrDcs/s1600-h/Michael%20Owen%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline;" title="Michael Owen" alt="Michael Owen" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Sn2iJfZUowI/AAAAAAAAAz0/DJK8KfE-8aE/Michael%20Owen_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="175" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;-Michael Owen in 1997- so cute right? I think jerseys are shrinking year by year. Gah he should have never joined MU!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You’ll never walk alone!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;ps. Note the title, Fergie!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-7634995237331802592?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/7634995237331802592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=7634995237331802592' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/7634995237331802592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/7634995237331802592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/08/kop-will-not-flop.html' title='the kop will NOT flop'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Sn2iFMCprZI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/oM4o4nNtHR8/s72-c/1_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-7082521397932137035</id><published>2009-08-01T17:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T17:36:37.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lil’ Buu</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So 30th July was Suraya’s bithday. Last year’s itenanary&amp;#160; was of ignoring her and tapau-ing KFC back for dinner. (Thinking of which, sounds rather sad lol but it was good fun). This year, we brought it a notch higher, since well, hmm…lets just say, some things have changed in this oh-so-short year. Ahem ahem. =P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was given the task of collaborating with Suraya’s bf. Lets’s call him Fly. Somehow Fly and I managed to overcome our language barrier (why la my BM so poor=S) and plotted for her birthday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;At midnight was the first surprise.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQEhqPihiI/AAAAAAAAAv0/U8jEasEFOm8/s1600-h/IMG_6373%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6373" alt="IMG_6373" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQEjq7IGMI/AAAAAAAAAv4/uRF-5bQqTDg/IMG_6373_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="141" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQEpd5gGgI/AAAAAAAAAv8/G6bpd3S_nLo/s1600-h/IMG_6377%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6377" alt="IMG_6377" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQErN9vy5I/AAAAAAAAAwA/XyoqN2J8vxg/IMG_6377_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Blueberry cheese cake- thanks to Uncle Beh.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQEtdvTaPI/AAAAAAAAAwE/sqs1nLi_VRA/s1600-h/IMG_6378%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6378" alt="IMG_6378" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQEubEu3lI/AAAAAAAAAwI/Fmrr9FFLfag/IMG_6378_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The surprised birthday girl with her makeshift tudung.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQExZ_CRJI/AAAAAAAAAwM/TnARC03R2-w/s1600-h/IMG_6407%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6407" alt="IMG_6407" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQEz0IWLvI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/FcNkdrIMS7c/IMG_6407_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Introducing.. Ms Ling Jun Mei, my musical genius friend. She entertained us with her superb guitar playing skills!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQE3Ujni8I/AAAAAAAAAwU/cQKjYv1nZXI/s1600-h/IMG_6413%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6413" alt="IMG_6413" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQE4e15pGI/AAAAAAAAAwY/FVVlrPYfcj0/IMG_6413_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Right here let me make an announcement LOL. if you ever want to plan a birthday surprise or something like that don’t ask me to plan- don’t tell me about it -don’t let me know!!!! *tears hair* My heart seriously stopped in the library when i sent the wrong message to Suraya instead of Yasmin. Haha I messed it up AGAIN but thankfully she didn’t suspect anything. =D I think I made Yasmin’s heart stop too =P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQE8fNUZEI/AAAAAAAAAwc/mt2BfTu4FG4/s1600-h/IMG_6417%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6417" alt="IMG_6417" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQE9UPfjjI/AAAAAAAAAwg/6CezaQWXUh4/IMG_6417_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;While waiting for Fly to bring the birthday girl to Secret Recipe we bought this durian cheese cake.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQE_8VPSwI/AAAAAAAAAwk/-5kc0p5zWi0/s1600-h/IMG_6428%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6428" alt="IMG_6428" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQFBZBQttI/AAAAAAAAAwo/nxK7P-H6Ju8/IMG_6428_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was kind of plain-looking so Jun Mei suggested we decorate it ourselves.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQFEU13yWI/AAAAAAAAAws/fssKxNlUpMY/s1600-h/IMG_6431%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6431" alt="IMG_6431" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQFFPzn27I/AAAAAAAAAww/YGM_9o54k08/IMG_6431_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Decorating. Haha we wanted to do a fly on it but ‘tis a very complicated thing, this cake decorating.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQFGsJA8zI/AAAAAAAAAw0/WjtfY7J4b0g/s1600-h/IMG_6434%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6434" alt="IMG_6434" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQFKCfZIiI/AAAAAAAAAw4/3nm8qolIsoo/IMG_6434_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ta-da! Jun Mei’s masterpiece.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQFSnkQoSI/AAAAAAAAAw8/e_X9aUS1arY/s1600-h/IMG_6441%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6441" alt="IMG_6441" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQFUM0u8mI/AAAAAAAAAxA/yCJx5iGAy-0/IMG_6441_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And then we got a miss call from Fly so we lighted the cake and buat-tak-tau=P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQFcrSaLII/AAAAAAAAAxE/6MiYpERrias/s1600-h/IMG_6443%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6443" alt="IMG_6443" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQFdoNH4AI/AAAAAAAAAxI/1vETu-B79Ek/IMG_6443_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The very happy birthday girl.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQFhSJN64I/AAAAAAAAAxM/WUsN_QJndtY/s1600-h/IMG_6451%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6451" alt="IMG_6451" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQFjLEGQ6I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/x1A0dUwoEPI/IMG_6451_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Suraya, Haziqah, Yasmin.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQFlUp-92I/AAAAAAAAAxU/nq6EEiozNzM/s1600-h/IMG_6454%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6454" alt="IMG_6454" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQFoCgJJzI/AAAAAAAAAxY/CKRoktAYaVc/IMG_6454_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Suraya and her limau kasturi drink.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQFqGSxqyI/AAAAAAAAAxc/NBuGq6LQ0gQ/s1600-h/IMG_6455%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6455" alt="IMG_6455" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQFq76aqjI/AAAAAAAAAxg/iFDGVInlA0g/IMG_6455_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Iced lemon tea (I like their new way of presenting it) and chocolate banana milk shake. =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQFtMZhm9I/AAAAAAAAAxk/80TKmyWKXxs/s1600-h/IMG_6460%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6460" alt="IMG_6460" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQFuqzAnKI/AAAAAAAAAxo/qe74lNN4ju0/IMG_6460_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lasagna and iced lemon tea- the best meal I had the whole week after bread and peanut butter everyday haha=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQFv5sgo_I/AAAAAAAAAxs/VvAnemX1ORY/s1600-h/IMG_6461%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6461" alt="IMG_6461" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQFxRfieAI/AAAAAAAAAxw/RjBotnT7f2U/IMG_6461_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yasmin.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQF0aLBsLI/AAAAAAAAAx0/qhjswnLdnx0/s1600-h/IMG_6485%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6485" alt="IMG_6485" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQF2SY56_I/AAAAAAAAAx4/dc2UelTKly8/IMG_6485_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Cinta tiga segi&lt;/strike&gt;. Me= Tiang Lampu&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQF5CqPDiI/AAAAAAAAAx8/vRBDqTvHEu4/s1600-h/IMG_6500%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6500" alt="IMG_6500" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQF6ho25oI/AAAAAAAAAyA/d9DxReB4eu8/IMG_6500_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Merry Christmas, people!=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQF94rKXzI/AAAAAAAAAyE/fZ3ly2uqr4g/s1600-h/IMG_6483%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6483" alt="IMG_6483" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQF_6z_eoI/AAAAAAAAAyI/i7oyS6ySec4/IMG_6483_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then my Mei Mei arrived and layaned my restless camera and posed with her iced lemon tea. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQGCiovNiI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/yahJ_uyVUdU/s1600-h/IMG_6472%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6472" alt="IMG_6472" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQGD5YtY1I/AAAAAAAAAyU/1W-i16TuOow/IMG_6472_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQGGYMfxHI/AAAAAAAAAyY/qfmXapKCwB0/s1600-h/IMG_6480%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6480" alt="IMG_6480" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQGH4zNXGI/AAAAAAAAAyc/MjQCAt0zwKE/IMG_6480_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQGKlNRyiI/AAAAAAAAAyg/pJEcaiCn1oY/s1600-h/IMG_6482%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6482" alt="IMG_6482" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQGLxvEK4I/AAAAAAAAAyk/hf11dhcA77Y/IMG_6482_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQGNpEBtZI/AAAAAAAAAyo/g7sbusYe744/s1600-h/IMG_6466%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6466" alt="IMG_6466" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQGOc-Lj2I/AAAAAAAAAys/q47QNzrpQwU/IMG_6466_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQGRMQ1cII/AAAAAAAAAyw/5hN4z1W5BDI/s1600-h/IMG_6487%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6487" alt="IMG_6487" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQGSqYxQTI/AAAAAAAAAy0/W_NfQucFM10/IMG_6487_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After which she finally put the tea aside and ate=D Haha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQGVLWjEfI/AAAAAAAAAy4/anzHWxk55a8/s1600-h/IMG_6508%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6508" alt="IMG_6508" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQGVuNNw8I/AAAAAAAAAy8/tCHGlDwJ2WQ/IMG_6508_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Presents! This is the bear from Fly to Suraya, whom I call Lil’ Buu. Super cute!!! I hope it wasn’t traumatised though after hahaha…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQGXzKbFyI/AAAAAAAAAzA/rtcFNSPloaI/s1600-h/IMG_6518%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6518" alt="IMG_6518" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQGZfMN3xI/AAAAAAAAAzE/0TIb1eqtOMc/IMG_6518_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This kiddo is blessed with Levi specs man –.-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQGcq_GMtI/AAAAAAAAAzI/lx8VJfNzh4g/s1600-h/IMG_6520%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6520" alt="IMG_6520" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQGdrGSYHI/AAAAAAAAAzM/1gkI1cAYRSA/IMG_6520_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And my shades. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQGh3sc75I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/vx7NdnjfD6A/s1600-h/IMG_6517%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6517" alt="IMG_6517" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQGjF9VNPI/AAAAAAAAAzU/q7Rh2b8u8f0/IMG_6517_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That’s all for now. Goodbye people!=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-7082521397932137035?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/7082521397932137035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=7082521397932137035' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/7082521397932137035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/7082521397932137035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/08/lil-buu.html' title='Lil’ Buu'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SnQEjq7IGMI/AAAAAAAAAv4/uRF-5bQqTDg/s72-c/IMG_6373_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-519693709526678646</id><published>2009-07-30T14:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T14:23:54.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heal</title><content type='html'>Create in me a clean heart O God&lt;br /&gt;And renew a right spirit within me&lt;br /&gt;Cast me not away from Thy Presence O God&lt;br /&gt;And take not Thy Holy Spirit from me&lt;br /&gt;Restore unto me the joy of my salvation&lt;br /&gt;And renew a right spirit within me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-519693709526678646?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/519693709526678646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=519693709526678646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/519693709526678646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/519693709526678646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/07/heal.html' title='heal'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-2080944251452613307</id><published>2009-07-25T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T00:06:21.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord You never give up on me</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;If I could sum this week up with two words, the only two that comes to my mind is- differentiation and integration.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m losing my mind differentiating and integrating and complexing my head off with goodness knows what Argand diagrams and physics applications and operational amplifiers and tetrafluorides and d-orbitals and polar forms of complex numbers!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m crawling out of it. =(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On another note, AS results are coming out soon (10th August)-I’m trying not to think about it ‘cause I’m worried for Chem but writing about it doesn’t really help either LOL. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This verse has been bugging me:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#c0c0c0"&gt;“Because of the increase of wickedness, the love of most will grow cold, but he who stands firm to the end will be saved.” –Matthew 24:12-13&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On a happier note, The Family is back under one roof again! If just for one night=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;ps. playing captainball with the juniors is a good stress reliever lol.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-2080944251452613307?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/2080944251452613307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=2080944251452613307' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/2080944251452613307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/2080944251452613307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/07/slipping-away.html' title='Lord You never give up on me'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-6155651654811353678</id><published>2009-07-17T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T22:19:22.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>every time we say goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;*insert Rod Stewart’s ‘every time we say goodbye’ song*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hahaha I like that song the first time I heard it was in Parent Trap.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Last Sunday, a bus of us went to see the seniors bound for KLE, India off, the first batch leaving to go there.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, here are some pictures:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SmCGQ_WWevI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/KQVWXXLdvDc/s1600-h/IMG_6309_1%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6309_1" alt="IMG_6309_1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SmCGRyAYxcI/AAAAAAAAAuU/P47AyxauqK0/IMG_6309_1_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="133" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;With Ruth.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SmCGSgUdGmI/AAAAAAAAAuY/YzuV7Ztex-0/s1600-h/IMG_6314_1%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6314_1" alt="IMG_6314_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SmCGTHZ2dvI/AAAAAAAAAuc/ypo0HPAJmKQ/IMG_6314_1_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="133" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;With Nichole.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SmCGT37mOtI/AAAAAAAAAug/dg4Rsk4qRto/s1600-h/IMG_6327_1%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6327_1" alt="IMG_6327_1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SmCGUmjFCII/AAAAAAAAAuk/RXUhO2fo1iE/IMG_6327_1_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="100" height="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Guess who turned up? Lol looks like she’s leaving lo.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SmCGVWd-FgI/AAAAAAAAAuo/5zQtjjpMDjo/s1600-h/IMG_6330_1%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6330_1" alt="IMG_6330_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SmCGWLTG_rI/AAAAAAAAAus/XP5sHkNeEHw/IMG_6330_1_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="100" height="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Super cute duo.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SmCGWodN_WI/AAAAAAAAAuw/GDRBDL6szjs/s1600-h/IMG_6334_1%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6334_1" alt="IMG_6334_1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SmCGXQtE6RI/AAAAAAAAAu0/KXX5R6EPsO0/IMG_6334_1_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="133" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sarah and Lynthia- with the seniors at the background.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SmCGXyN6TXI/AAAAAAAAAu4/QjN-qOg-o3k/s1600-h/IMG_6336_1%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6336_1" alt="IMG_6336_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SmCGYyXbPQI/AAAAAAAAAu8/cZETpF9c8jM/IMG_6336_1_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="133" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Briefing by JPA officers before flying.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SmCGZSmxnFI/AAAAAAAAAvA/KpO_OQSlciI/s1600-h/IMG_6353_1%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6353_1" alt="IMG_6353_1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SmCGaDWX80I/AAAAAAAAAvE/fobh0Xekllo/IMG_6353_1_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="133" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Departure.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SmCGbm2soKI/AAAAAAAAAvI/_lKeQFARzmE/s1600-h/IMG_6369_1%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6369_1" alt="IMG_6369_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SmCGcLsUtOI/AAAAAAAAAvM/_nZA5ok0LGo/IMG_6369_1_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="133" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ahaha. I just noticed this- why must they inform us that this terminal is the size of 70 football fields?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Missed the pics with Andrew and Sharlyne=( All the best over there guys! God bless!=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;One more year, and it will be my turn. Seems so long more but it’ll come soon. Not really looking forward to it now, somehow. There’s this heaviness. *shall not be emo*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Haha, ok..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today went back with Suraya and we crashed at Midvalley for some shopping. She introduced me into the fine world of Western Cuisine, we had Tony Roma’s-which was smacking, amazingly, scrumpliciously, gorgeously delicious! It can make you go…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SmCGcxvZOCI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/tHknTchiyx8/s1600-h/5573_1173876259892_1017604048_30541047_7425143_s%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="5573_1173876259892_1017604048_30541047_7425143_s" alt="5573_1173876259892_1017604048_30541047_7425143_s" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SmCGd74SiGI/AAAAAAAAAvU/7zWgwMqYdo8/5573_1173876259892_1017604048_30541047_7425143_s_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="130" height="97" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Like this.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Haha. Meaning slightly cuckoo with the amount of good food consumed.Also, had cheese brownies later at Secret Recipe, and my first thought was- Phraveens’ tastes better=D (NO I’M NOT HINTING HAHA) Seriously.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Our shopping expedition kind of became more of a food tasting expedition haha but no worries. Food makes me happy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Came back home and drove to captainball. Sweated for the first time in a long time, and for the last time, for probably a long time. ‘Cause starting next week, I would probably be having 3 hours of Physics non-stop from 3-6pm on a FRIDAY. o.0&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;=(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Highlight of the week:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Some juniors were asking me my surname,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To which I replied “Han”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And to which they replied..”WAAHHHH soooo COOL!!!!”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And that, that made my week.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;=D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Syok sendiri.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I know.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-6155651654811353678?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/6155651654811353678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=6155651654811353678' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/6155651654811353678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/6155651654811353678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/07/every-time-we-say-goodbye.html' title='every time we say goodbye'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SmCGRyAYxcI/AAAAAAAAAuU/P47AyxauqK0/s72-c/IMG_6309_1_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-9075240476720100343</id><published>2009-07-14T22:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T23:00:38.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't want to be a noob owl no more</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sewellphoto.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/DSC_2262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 230px;" src="http://sewellphoto.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/DSC_2262.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! Just came back from Maths exam like.. an hour ago??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No kidding.. exams at night LOL. Hence the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two more papers, Chem and Bio-two more nights- and I'm so looking forward to going back on Friday!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been home very very seldom since A2 so I'm going to relish this=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few days have been rather tiring with classes from morning till evening, then exam at night, right smack at the time I always feel sleepy every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, so far, by God's grace I'm alive=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all, till the next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. This is so so&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;super-duper &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ketinggalan&lt;/span&gt; but I want to watch Transformers! Anybody? Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-9075240476720100343?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/9075240476720100343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=9075240476720100343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/9075240476720100343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/9075240476720100343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-want-to-be-noob-owl-no-more.html' title='i don&apos;t want to be a noob owl no more'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-6213375413896060964</id><published>2009-07-04T17:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T17:33:39.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>champagne pork ribs yo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Serendipity is looking in a haystack for a needle and discovering a farmer's daughter.&amp;quot;&amp;#160; -&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Julius_Comroe_Jr.&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1"&gt;Julius&lt;/a&gt; Comroe Jr. (1976)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;LOL!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Sk8fTCwji6I/AAAAAAAAAuA/Nn47R4nO5eI/s1600-h/DSC08371%5B13%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="DSC08371" alt="DSC08371" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Sk8fTpNdGnI/AAAAAAAAAuE/VCmDZqNqKuc/DSC08371_thumb%5B11%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Happy Birthday, my 女儿, Sylvia! =) –3rd July-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Haha. I enjoyed photo-editing on my son (Christine)’s phone! Now, you might wonder when on earth did Joanna got hitched and became a DAD? Lol, don’t bother figuring it out-long story=D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;30th June (a few days ago)- was the one year anniversary at KTT!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Sk8fVHbiqAI/AAAAAAAAAuI/HTP4c78DgYo/s1600-h/02-07-08_1738%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="02-07-08_1738" alt="02-07-08_1738" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Sk8fVz6DMAI/AAAAAAAAAuM/CJKzqw3jlCQ/02-07-08_1738_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Orientation week last year- so ‘guai’ that time-wear track pants haha=P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I remember coming in super excited at starting a new chapter, and leaving home, and all that. The looks and sights of KTT didn’t really deter me then. But when all the excitement dies down, the thrill of the unknown disappears, and the dust settles, then being away from home isn’t quite as fun.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It has been 2 weeks of A2 after a short one-week break, and boy, A2 is sure different. Went back to college with a major overhaul of all the lecturers. Meaning, all my A2 ones are different form those in AS, which is… =) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Many changes in these 2 short weeks I think=P Well, we got a washing machine!!! Extra tables, glass tops, shelves and A WHOLE LOT OF BOOKS! (Ahem ahem to all the one- year students=P Kidding la, its helpful). Miss all of you.- lucky fellas so free doing all sorts of quizzes on facebook.-.-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Juniors are coming in this Monday, and poofffttt… Tangga 2 would be alive again! Yay!=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, honestly, the KTT the juniors are coming to is much upgraded from last year- with newly painted apartments, a futsal court, Mamak cafe =P and all that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What random strings of information.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*sighs*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I miss Melawati.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I need inspiration.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-6213375413896060964?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/6213375413896060964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=6213375413896060964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/6213375413896060964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/6213375413896060964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/07/champagne-pork-ribs-yo.html' title='champagne pork ribs yo'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Sk8fTpNdGnI/AAAAAAAAAuE/VCmDZqNqKuc/s72-c/DSC08371_thumb%5B11%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-469097435234514277</id><published>2009-06-18T22:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:21:45.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>elixir of immortal youth?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yesterday I saw a young boy in a faded grey Liverpool jersey kicking a ball around in the small compound of his house, all alone. I wanted to hop over the fence, and play with him.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I didn't. Because, hmmm... people just don't do that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjpQUUMXOeI/AAAAAAAAAtw/jKPTIy64bjs/s1600-h/Picture1%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="Picture1" alt="Picture1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjpQVeAFXpI/AAAAAAAAAt0/RebTfR8a-XM/Picture1_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="240" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Which makes me really miss the times many years ago I used to follow my older brother and other kids of the neighbourhood for our daily dosage of football. I was never good at it, and being the only girl, I almost never touched the ball (save the times where it came flying straight at me, smashing, pounding all my internal organs). Lol. The times where I did MIRACULOUSLY score a goal (olé moments=P), I remembered and gloated over for a very long time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And then, as we grew older, and tuition became a horrible part of our time and lives, and as many older friends became busier and left home, the games eventually stopped, and so did my footballing days.=( (There goes my castle in the air of being the first female-recruit for Liverpool). =(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Clocks and vases stopped breaking, and our arms and legs also eventually stopped becoming bruised and sprained, much to the delight of The Mum. But so did much of the fun and carefree moments.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Maybe that's what I don't like most about 'growing up'. Not that we already are ‘grown up’, but the process of becoming one- ever changes, evolves, bringing about its own challenges, bittersweet as it is.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I mean seriously, if each of us were given a chance to travel back through time, wouldn't we visit the carefree days of kindergarten and AMAZING FOOD KINDERGARTEN ALWAYS PROVIDE. =D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjpQcae9MoI/AAAAAAAAAt4/yB2ocBuXccU/s1600-h/Picture2%5B19%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="Picture2" alt="Picture2" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjpQd7haW9I/AAAAAAAAAt8/VnehCcTTuhc/Picture2_thumb%5B17%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="240" height="175" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Being young, naive, and innocent to the world around us, not having anything in the world to care about except whether we would be allowed to go out and play that evening. To being forced to make choices, bear the blame for your mistakes, and having to watch people you love and admire being diagnosed with terminal illness and slip away slowly.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Time is so evil. But time is also beautiful. It depends how we look at it. From the point of view of someone who doesn’t want the holidays ever to end (note to self), or, to look at it is inevitable as part of finishing an education, finish A-levels, go to med school, be a doctor. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The ‘elixir of immortal youth’ unfortunately doesn’t exist. Or maybe, fortunately, it doesn’t. Much as we wince at facing the inevitability of growing up, the responsibility it brings, the peer pressure that comes, maybe, as we mature, we notice little everyday things that help us move along, beauty we would have not have noticed when we were younger, knowledge that enriches, experiences both good and bad, lessons learnt. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And ha, the driving license=D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Moral of the story, life is short, &lt;font color="#c0c0c0"&gt;“Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.” –James 4:14.&lt;/font&gt; So savour it, enjoy it, learn from it, and find its purpose.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;From The Kid-who-doesn’t-want-the-holidays-to-end. =(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-469097435234514277?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/469097435234514277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=469097435234514277' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/469097435234514277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/469097435234514277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/06/elixir-of-immortal-youth.html' title='elixir of immortal youth?'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjpQVeAFXpI/AAAAAAAAAt0/RebTfR8a-XM/s72-c/Picture1_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-2139796265811036860</id><published>2009-06-16T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:31:04.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>through the eyes of today</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;If you ever have old diaries or journals, its pretty amusing to read some stuff written there ages ago, say a few years, or even a few months back. ‘Tis true! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, it kind of happened to me today. I was flipping through my old journal on a whim, and once again I was amazed at the sheer detail at which I used to write- memories that I had long forgotten (well I shouldn’t call it memories then, should I? Lol.) came rushing back, old quarrels, escapades, descriptions of food!!! and answered prayers. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I came across this particular entry that I always had meant to blog about, but never got to. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was a beautiful Saturday morning I remember, back two years ago in 2007, and I was walking/jogging around my housing area. As I was walking/jogging (can't remember which)- I'll like to think it was jogging though=) I passed an old couple walking together (actually later it dawned on me that the lady looked eerily, in fact I became pretty sure she was my ex-headmistress). For some reason, it struck me at that moment, just for a nano-second, a pang of---loneliness. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There were two. And there was one. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But in the next nano-second, as briefly as this random thought came, something flashed across my mind really fast- &amp;quot;&lt;font color="#c0c0c0"&gt;you'll never walk alone&lt;/font&gt;.&amp;quot; (THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE FACT I&amp;quot;M A LIVERPOOL FAN!!!) Anyway. It was a very comforting thought, when I least expected it. In such a brief moment of a few strides, even before my mind started formulating questions, I felt my Heavenly Father whispering softly, that no, “&lt;font color="#c0c0c0"&gt;You will not ever ever walk alone. Though you think you are alone many times, you're not. 'Cause I will always be beside you when you need me, though you choose not care, or listen, I remain faithful, even when you are faithless. You may not be able to see me, but I am and will be, there&lt;/font&gt;.&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;28 Do you not know?    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Have you not heard?     &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; The LORD is the everlasting God,     &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; the Creator of the ends of the earth.     &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; He will not grow tired or weary,     &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; and his understanding no one can fathom. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;29 He gives strength to the weary    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; and increases the power of the weak. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;30 Even youths grow tired and weary,    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; and young men stumble and fall; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;31 but those who hope in the LORD    &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; will renew their strength.     &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; They will soar on wings like eagles;     &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; they will run and not grow weary,     &lt;br /&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; they will walk and not be faint.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;- Isaiah 40:28-31-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And its true. When I remember His faithfulness, and simple joy I had back then- the point at which I was seemingly cumbered by schoolwork, worries for studies after SPM, whether I will ever get a chance to study overseas and all that, I know, that many times now I’m an ungrateful beast. And there’s nothing else for me to do but to remember the promise He gave that day, and not give up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://imagecache.allposters.com/images/pic/PTGPOD/320923-FB~Father-Walking-with-Child-in-the-Park-Posters.jpg" width="181" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-2139796265811036860?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/2139796265811036860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=2139796265811036860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/2139796265811036860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/2139796265811036860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/06/through-eyes-of-today.html' title='through the eyes of today'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-1029226650957962998</id><published>2009-06-15T13:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T13:12:53.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ooh la la</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;First of all, the battle with the annoying- pesky- muddling htmls has been won!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, kind of. &lt;strike&gt;But not quite&lt;/strike&gt;. But still!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The past few days I have been to Pavilion, Bukit Bintang, KLCC, Low Yat, and just stayed at home eating, onlining, watching House, and &lt;strike&gt;figuring out stupid htmls&lt;/strike&gt;. Ahhh.. I am contented=) After the extremely monotonous FIVE weeks of torture, I am blissfully basking in the ONE WEEK holidays. ONE WEEK=( ( The next holidays is like Hari Raya which is miles away, and very near A2, joy) But still!=) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;AS was… lets just say its over!!! Enough said. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now for pictures---&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjXXUfYKPRI/AAAAAAAAAq8/SAurmu2q_q0/s1600-h/Picture0020%20%282%29_1%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="Picture0020 (2)_1" alt="Picture0020 (2)_1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjXXUx31KgI/AAAAAAAAArE/rL71B8BsOKM/Picture0020%20%282%29_1_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;From the depths of exam stress…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjXXVvB9s4I/AAAAAAAAArM/38os3N4xLIQ/s1600-h/Picture0021_1%5B10%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="Picture0021_1" alt="Picture0021_1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjXXWXi_o_I/AAAAAAAAArQ/EENpACKgL7I/Picture0021_1_thumb%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To stress releasing activities…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjXXXIdSuJI/AAAAAAAAArc/rLiEPDjYx0o/s1600-h/IMG_6000_1%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6000_1" alt="IMG_6000_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjXXXty5i8I/AAAAAAAAArk/3psocYTfshE/IMG_6000_1_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Nothing beats a Big Mac to destress!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjXXYh46I0I/AAAAAAAAAro/tuAeenpXY18/s1600-h/IMG_6012_1%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6012_1" alt="IMG_6012_1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjXXZdSDIoI/AAAAAAAAArw/6vKNdynEK_8/IMG_6012_1_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tempat Destress Semasa AS&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjXXaTwhHHI/AAAAAAAAAr8/ab18j2pIjTM/s1600-h/IMG_6017_1%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6017_1" alt="IMG_6017_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjXXbCYDRwI/AAAAAAAAAsA/8pPMuFGpOxE/IMG_6017_1_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A good meal between papers, perfecto.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjXXcGDXGDI/AAAAAAAAAsI/IR3qGOEesWM/s1600-h/IMG_6058_1%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6058_1" alt="IMG_6058_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjXXdJOv20I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/M64dwBJti2Q/IMG_6058_1_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And to the heights of joy after AS!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjXXeRNm7vI/AAAAAAAAAsc/cILKjMSLhwM/s1600-h/IMG_6061_1%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6061_1" alt="IMG_6061_1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjXXfNcAy1I/AAAAAAAAAsg/zSVvH-wAvi4/IMG_6061_1_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjXXgTm0nYI/AAAAAAAAAss/SuBrMLZGKyY/s1600-h/IMG_6069_1%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6069_1" alt="IMG_6069_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjXXhJ43OxI/AAAAAAAAAsw/053gST_FcRA/IMG_6069_1_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hola!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjXXiB6lqLI/AAAAAAAAAs8/HeoZEqjdJJM/s1600-h/IMG_6075_1%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6075_1" alt="IMG_6075_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjXXiwLM4DI/AAAAAAAAAtA/58GEPFcmtEA/IMG_6075_1_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjXXjwi-DiI/AAAAAAAAAtM/Fd1vynxUe5Y/s1600-h/IMG_6080_1%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6080_1" alt="IMG_6080_1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjXXkgbSHxI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/pqSCOnrPt44/IMG_6080_1_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We had Carls Jr. Shared a Double Western Bacon Cheeseburger with my Mei Mei, extremely satisfying. *drools*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjXXlXRkW9I/AAAAAAAAAtc/eKRyYHIOb1A/s1600-h/IMG_6081_1%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="IMG_6081_1" alt="IMG_6081_1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjXXmFnWyGI/AAAAAAAAAtg/Ccqc7e1kkr4/IMG_6081_1_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That’s clockwise from left: Agnes, Adeline, me and Li Yan&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Really gonna miss these girls. Take care wherever you will be!=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Cheerio!=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-1029226650957962998?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/1029226650957962998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=1029226650957962998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/1029226650957962998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/1029226650957962998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/06/ooh-la-la.html' title='ooh la la'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SjXXUx31KgI/AAAAAAAAArE/rL71B8BsOKM/s72-c/Picture0020%20%282%29_1_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-4268053507814633119</id><published>2009-06-15T00:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:43:24.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the battle with htmls</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Html codes drive me nuts. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I had been studying them all day long, trying to decipher their ‘lil secrets, much like how DNA codes for protein, eh? Copycat!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And I’m still pretty much clueless. Ha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I came across this new template while scouting the net for some, and I like its simplicity. Minimalism is certainly attractive=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m not satisfied though… the ‘comments’ part is gone=( Not sure if I can add that part into the new template.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Meanwhile, do drop by at my chatterbox-right at the top right corner, under Yakkersville!=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Many thanks to Ms Alicia Low for her expert advice, and Mr John Kow also. These computer wizards make me jealous.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And now, I need to sleep, haha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Will update later.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-4268053507814633119?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/4268053507814633119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=4268053507814633119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/4268053507814633119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/4268053507814633119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/06/battle-with-htmls.html' title='the battle with htmls'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-302607172258609450</id><published>2009-05-28T19:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T19:21:26.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>truthful exaggerations</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Physics has questionable relevance.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Chemistry haunts dreams.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And Biology sleep&lt;em&gt;ifies&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lol.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-302607172258609450?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/302607172258609450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=302607172258609450' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/302607172258609450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/302607172258609450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/05/truthful-exaggerations.html' title='truthful exaggerations'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-4683388067073178340</id><published>2009-05-23T16:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T09:41:50.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Shet5zXz6OI/AAAAAAAAAo8/KLhnoO1MZcU/s1600-h/Picture1%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="Picture1" style="display: inline;" alt="Picture1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Shet6lLZozI/AAAAAAAAApA/EdlXfdF4xqw/Picture1_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="147" height="279" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Alicia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; The JPA interview~Medical checkup buddy~cum Kawaguchi supporter (I almost forgot about that!!!)~the one who supports Liverpool secretly but has yet to discover that amazing, life-changing, mind-blasting revelation yet~the fantastic listener and cute choir conductor~the one who is great to chat with on MSN and great linguist who can carry out a whole conversation with me in terribly broken English just for the fun of it~the great friend who is just so very, Alicia-ish. Happy 19th!!! How so ancient you are. (Ok.. that’s the 3rd time so I better stop..=p) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And…&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Shet7fDzL1I/AAAAAAAAApE/9OqsIcipKfY/s1600-h/03-03-08_1432%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="03-03-08_1432" style="display: inline;" alt="03-03-08_1432" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Shet74hYKsI/AAAAAAAAApI/vutKHh-uwcM/03-03-08_1432_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Sha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;The quite insane friend, ex-schoolmate and ex-TARcian~ fellow ex-lab partner with which many a times we mess up titration by forgetting the indicator~ the chronic sniffer who can pass flu to me by just telling me she has the flu-.- the one with interesting and slightly bizarre eating habits~ and the one who never fails to make me laugh and cheer up, happy 19th!!! =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Gah everyone is getting so old.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyways, I’m happy to announce that FIVE AS papers have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dieded&lt;/span&gt; and are history.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;-Pure Maths 1- OK&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;-Mechanics –OK&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;-Chem Prac- dot dot dot&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;-Physics 2- easier than expected&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;-Biology 1- harder than expected, super tricky questions.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What is past is past, and wow, what a week it has been that I have no desire to repeat it whatsoever. Not going to worry my head off for things that I can’t change, but learn from what I should and trust God for everything is in His hands=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thank You everybody for eeevvveryyyttthhhinggg, you know who you are=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;SIX more papers left!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Cheerio.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-4683388067073178340?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/4683388067073178340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=4683388067073178340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/4683388067073178340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/4683388067073178340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/05/thank-you.html' title='thank you'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Shet6lLZozI/AAAAAAAAApA/EdlXfdF4xqw/s72-c/Picture1_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-6931706164294879542</id><published>2009-05-09T23:18:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T09:43:40.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to a best friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SgWgRIvLRqI/AAAAAAAAAo0/cWNRbGUiE6g/s1600-h/first+walk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SgWgRIvLRqI/AAAAAAAAAo0/cWNRbGUiE6g/s320/first+walk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333845549953795746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;( I think this is the first time I walked... I looked fat!=) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Mother's Day!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18++ years down the road, you're still holding, guiding me in so many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything! I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off, Hani-bunny style=p,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps. AS starts this Wednesday! First major exam since SPM yikes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cepat-cepat habis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-6931706164294879542?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/6931706164294879542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=6931706164294879542' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/6931706164294879542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/6931706164294879542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-best-friend.html' title='to a best friend'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SgWgRIvLRqI/AAAAAAAAAo0/cWNRbGUiE6g/s72-c/first+walk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-6361282481497257836</id><published>2009-05-06T12:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T12:48:07.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in perspective</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you get news that make you feel, all those problems you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; you have, are really &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so petty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Count your blessings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-6361282481497257836?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/6361282481497257836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=6361282481497257836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/6361282481497257836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/6361282481497257836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-perspective.html' title='in perspective'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-5709131759180468197</id><published>2009-05-01T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T09:44:52.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>names like puducherry and such</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Sfq8E2XLIhI/AAAAAAAAAnk/ycdu5KNUOjA/s1600-h/india_map%5B12%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img title="india_map" style="display: inline;" alt="india_map" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Sfq8FVAFkVI/AAAAAAAAAno/uVEVSJcl6f0/india_map_thumb%5B8%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="214" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Names like Puducherry, Rajasthan, Mangalore, Uttar Pradesh and the like should become something familiar some time next year, maybe if all goes as planned. And I shall be able to spout Tamil, Hindi and Kannanda effortlessly then!!!=) (yeah right).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Again, if all goes as ‘scheduled’. I’m not depressed or anything, but I just have been thinking and observing that so many times we plan plan plan, think think think and envision, but we don’t know what happens and suddenly something happens that changes everything, a sickness of a loved one, or a tumour, or Hepatitis B for a pre-med student that changes everything, or a rejected uni application.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sometime next year, some of us would be in:-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Sfq8GFZ_RvI/AAAAAAAAAns/RQ23XwATBu8/s1600-h/charles2%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="charles2" style="display: inline;" alt="charles2" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Sfq8G1YOVtI/AAAAAAAAAnw/BfMyVkwKUPk/charles2_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="142" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Charles’ Uni, Prague! Its looks so darn beautiful!=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Sfq8HbHeDGI/AAAAAAAAAn0/prZJEOI5dmo/s1600-h/university%20of%20warsaw%2C%20poland%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="university of warsaw, poland" style="display: inline;" alt="university of warsaw, poland" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Sfq8IKrrvzI/AAAAAAAAAn4/TIdiKOhzcCc/university%20of%20warsaw%2C%20poland_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;University of Warsaw, Poland- one of the oldest unis in Central Europe, I’ve read.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Or India and the countless uni-s JPA would place us there.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Sfq8MTcbZNI/AAAAAAAAAn8/uzSjCQNoMds/s1600-h/KLE%5B4%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img title="KLE" style="display: inline;" alt="KLE" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Sfq8Nxgun2I/AAAAAAAAAoA/fh8dLuWiLu4/KLE_thumb%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="280" height="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;KLE Uni- which is cold by India standards. 0.o&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;India-bound students are different in that we don’t do our own applications and we don’t really know where we are going till JPA tells us two to three months before leaving. So its pretty uncertain where I will be next year. Seeing the seniors get their placements makes me wonder too, where will I be.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;For now, AS!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;"Show me, O LORD, my life's end &lt;br /&gt;and the number of my days; &lt;br /&gt;let me know how fleeting is my life. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;You have made my days a mere handbreadth; &lt;br /&gt;the span of my years is as nothing before you. &lt;br /&gt;Each man's life is but a breath.  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; Man is a mere phantom as he goes to and fro: &lt;br /&gt;He bustles about, but only in vain; &lt;br /&gt;He heaps up wealth, not knowing who will get it. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff8000;"&gt;"But now, Lord, what do I look for? &lt;br /&gt;My hope is in you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-Psalms 39:4-7-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-5709131759180468197?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/5709131759180468197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=5709131759180468197' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/5709131759180468197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/5709131759180468197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/05/names-like-puducherry-and-such.html' title='names like puducherry and such'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Sfq8FVAFkVI/AAAAAAAAAno/uVEVSJcl6f0/s72-c/india_map_thumb%5B8%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-7743743618448917870</id><published>2009-04-18T13:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T23:31:33.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its not a badge, its a family crest</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well, this week was kinda different. College was pretty empty because the Paper 31 people were home, and we taking Paper 32 (for lab practicals) finaaaaaalllllyyy (phew) finished Pre-AS=) Ha. After 3 long weeks (one week in between of nothingness). Lol.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The apartment was empty for most of the time too, except for Suraya out-of-the-blue appearing and scaring the living daylights out of me. At least her laptop provided us some sort of entertainment- &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Little Nyonya&lt;/span&gt;! That’s a pretty good show, seriously, quite surprised that Malaysian~Singaporean collaboration can be that good hmm. Addictive though! Yikes been a long time since I watched Chinese soap operas (since those TV3 6pm days…) - (Was talking to my classmates about the show- ( i only watched like 3 or 4 episodes, and oh my goodness I found out what happened- gah the good sister got raped =( and the terrible obnoxious tyrant of a stepmum lost her legs while trying to kill someone. Ha! Padan Muka. Lol. Drama drama.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Dragging so long, it didn’t really feel like it was still exams anymore. Before the exams CF went on as usual, and we spent a pretty large amount of time practising for worship too, for the combined CF at INTEC on Thursday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SelirAHDnOI/AAAAAAAAAmY/-vcSKdoBo6w/s1600-h/IMG_5565_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5565_1" style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" alt="IMG_5565_1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SelisLDwF1I/AAAAAAAAAmc/B19FYjs4QAI/IMG_5565_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Not a very clear picture, but the place the CA ( Campus Alive) of INTEC meets is pretty cool. I brought my guitar (now I regret I didn’t get one with plug-in but anyways I still love it to bits hahaha). We found out there were only electric guitars there so the two pros Li Yan and Shawn played the electric ones and I played my own. Had to play pretty hard to let the sound out wasn’treally sure if it could really be heard too hmmm.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SelitZqSIrI/AAAAAAAAAmg/hqlHqf3ZdfE/s1600-h/IMG_5616_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5616_1" style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" alt="IMG_5616_1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SeliuIbey-I/AAAAAAAAAmk/B8CfLtHy39I/IMG_5616_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;INTEC and KTT. They’re a crazy, cool bunch of people just like Dairshini told me. Too bad she couldn’t make it then.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SelivqIsT_I/AAAAAAAAAmo/nsjLlR6wxBc/s1600-h/IMG_5629_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5629_1" style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" alt="IMG_5629_1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SeliwTrBKdI/AAAAAAAAAms/ORQkp4DpbUM/IMG_5629_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;KTT.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Selixqkt2YI/AAAAAAAAAmw/fedBDVHcIQA/s1600-h/IMG_5650_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5650_1" style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" alt="IMG_5650_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SeliyeHqXuI/AAAAAAAAAm0/pXMWabZg0lA/IMG_5650_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Trees must be moved before mountains can be.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SelizWUmcUI/AAAAAAAAAm4/JidLiPHL_Ao/s1600-h/IMG_5652_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5652_1" style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" alt="IMG_5652_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Seli0LDf6eI/AAAAAAAAAm8/EeEWSKXaA-A/IMG_5652_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Dinner was after the whole thing on the bus. MCD yeah.. and the lame jokes started all over again. Sarah was telling a horror one that got us cracking up even before she reached ‘her punchline’ which took quite long to get there lol. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Next day went out with my classmated to One U. The journey there was pretty horrible, with the van not having any air-cond and kena saman pulak for ‘&lt;em&gt;van persendirian dijadikan van awam’. &lt;/em&gt;And we lost our way and we ended taking the LRT instead. –.-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Seli1FyX08I/AAAAAAAAAnA/X5FYNE2yMKI/s1600-h/IMG_5696_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5696_1" style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" alt="IMG_5696_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Seli2gyZHsI/AAAAAAAAAnE/tdJQThZhli0/IMG_5696_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sushi King!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Seli3lVt0GI/AAAAAAAAAnI/ae5GUoYOx94/s1600-h/IMG_5708_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5708_1" style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" alt="IMG_5708_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Seli4SS-YtI/AAAAAAAAAnM/6EKj-RFXvUA/IMG_5708_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tried it for the first time. Yeah kid’s meal haha. Hmm Japanese food is delicious at first but after a while it gets a little, too filling. Western better. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ohhh and.. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*climax*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Seli53I20UI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/iZOg1J-QI34/s1600-h/IMG_5715_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5715_1" style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" alt="IMG_5715_1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Seli6wWHzKI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Arb-OqPEriI/IMG_5715_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ha nice isn’t it. At the Adidas shop. Can’t believe that after 40 posts on this blog not one was on Liverpool. That’s gonna change=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Seli76-yXzI/AAAAAAAAAnc/Jwbbr6T_iro/s1600-h/IMG_5717_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5717_1" style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" alt="IMG_5717_1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/Seli8quI2OI/AAAAAAAAAng/IabeoxKwwV4/IMG_5717_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Pretty pretty.=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You’ll Never Walk Alone. (Liverpool for EPL!!!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-7743743618448917870?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/7743743618448917870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=7743743618448917870' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/7743743618448917870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/7743743618448917870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-not-badge-its-family-crest.html' title='its not a badge, its a family crest'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SelisLDwF1I/AAAAAAAAAmc/B19FYjs4QAI/s72-c/IMG_5565_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-8624819787758453595</id><published>2009-04-18T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T00:12:34.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some things, sometimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Just goes unsaid, unexpressed, remain shrouded and hidden.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The sudden reality check when what &lt;em&gt;seems&lt;/em&gt; to be &lt;strong&gt;reality&lt;/strong&gt; in the lights, glitter, sounds, voices and movement of people milling around. News that pain, that arouses ache- what lasts?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The sympathy and pain for a family’s trials.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The sweat and hair flying, stinging the face as the polluted KL air and wind I have been accustomed to whips a frenzy all around, and a song is hummed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The sordid mix of fear, dull ache long now gone.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The resonance of praise and agreement proclaiming one thing, God’s greatness.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The sense of duty, of blood ties, of care to be given.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The intense joy at news of salvation found.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The disgust at an action, stinging remark, look.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The reluctance, the weariness, the search of purpose.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The commitment of many, the passion, the difference.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The beauty of guitars’ strummings’ praise filling, resounding of the four walls of the tiny room.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I guess..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He knows.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then sings my soul                                                                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Saviour God to Thee                                                              &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How great Thou art                                                                &lt;br /&gt;How great Thou art&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-8624819787758453595?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/8624819787758453595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=8624819787758453595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/8624819787758453595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/8624819787758453595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-things-sometimes.html' title='some things, sometimes'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-9107851699109465492</id><published>2009-04-10T22:24:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T09:52:08.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;“&lt;sup&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt;You see, at just the right time, when we were still powerless, Christ died for the ungodly. &lt;sup&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt;Very rarely will anyone die for a righteous man, though for a good man someone might possibly dare to die. &lt;sup&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt;But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” - Romans 5:6-8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who am I                                                                                                                                                      That the Lord of all the earth&lt;br /&gt;Would care to know my name&lt;br /&gt;Would care to feel my hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who am I&lt;br /&gt;That the bright and morning star&lt;br /&gt;Would choose to light the way&lt;br /&gt;For my ever wandering heart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not because of who I am&lt;br /&gt;But because of what you've done&lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I've done&lt;br /&gt;But because of who you are&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am a flower quickly fading&lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;A vapor in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Still you hear me when I'm calling&lt;br /&gt;Lord you catch me when I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;And you told me who I am&lt;br /&gt;I am yours&lt;br /&gt;I am yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who am I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;That the eyes that see my sin&lt;br /&gt;Would look on me with love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And watch me rise again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Who am I&lt;br /&gt;That the voice that calm the sea&lt;br /&gt;Would call out through the rain&lt;br /&gt;And calm the storm in me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Casting Crowns-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;But the gift is not like the trespass. For if the many died by the trespass of the one man, how much more did God's grace and the gift that came by the grace of the one man, Jesus Christ, overflow to the many!”- Romans 5:15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“But where sin increased, grace increased all the more, &lt;sup&gt;21&lt;/sup&gt;so that, just as sin reigned in death, so also grace might reign through righteousness to bring eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord&lt;/em&gt;.” -Romans 5:20-21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-9107851699109465492?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/9107851699109465492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=9107851699109465492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/9107851699109465492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/9107851699109465492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/04/good-friday.html' title='good friday'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-6989506108507661990</id><published>2009-04-07T11:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T12:08:16.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new look</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I decided to give this blog a makeover!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sha had been bugging me (EVERY SINGLE TIME) we talk about blogs, to change my blog’s theme/ colour scheme etc etc. –_- &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, I had been having the black-and-green thing for a long, long time, and yeah, maybe time has come for a change!=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The blog header features Sarah’s and my Converse sneakers ( do we get commission for the free advertisement???=P)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I edited the original picture using some programme called Zoom Browser EX and Power Point! ( sorry&lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt; no Photoshop yet).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The alignment at the side a bit &lt;em&gt;cacat&lt;/em&gt;, have to wait till I can ask The Computer Wizard, and I can’t change my cbox colour ‘cause I forgot my username and password, and though I managed to reset the password, what’s the use if I don’t know my own username? Lol.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Maybe a bit &lt;em&gt;ketinggalan&lt;/em&gt;, but I just discovered Window’s Live Writer! (revealed to me by the afore-mentioned computer wizard hahaha), it does make blogging a breeze…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdrOihF473I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/A4aBeZMXYdw/s1600-h/wind%20live%20writer%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="wind live writer" style="border: 0px none ; display: inline;" alt="wind live writer" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdrOjYhdO3I/AAAAAAAAAmU/uXYUXBjvvoI/wind%20live%20writer_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" border="0" height="184" width="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s extremely easy to use and you don’t even have to upload pictures, you just have to ‘insert’ them, which takes like one second.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Lol.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, Sha, hope you’re happy.. *winks*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;=D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-6989506108507661990?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/6989506108507661990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=6989506108507661990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/6989506108507661990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/6989506108507661990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-look.html' title='new look'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdrOjYhdO3I/AAAAAAAAAmU/uXYUXBjvvoI/s72-c/wind%20live%20writer_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-8669393406233640408</id><published>2009-04-05T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T23:38:41.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dusted!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;At last. =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Many apologies for not updating for such a long long time. This is going to be quite a long, long update for the few bloggables over the space of two short weeks.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;First up,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;font color="#c0c0c0"&gt;feskott&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjOgCk52LI/AAAAAAAAAgM/pn00KexG57U/s1600-h/IMG_4965_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4965_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4965_1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjOhPnjg6I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/UVZ8mADYs1A/IMG_4965_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This has to be the most &lt;em&gt;meriah&lt;/em&gt; event to shake KTT- a sports week, with a lot of sporting events leading up to the big day itself. Every evening I couldn’t really watch the other events as I was stuck in the DU for ping-pong, which has to be the most un-happening sport ‘cause the contestants=spectators=umpires.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjOia7IDXI/AAAAAAAAAgU/kMhIpoX64FM/s1600-h/IMG_5140_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5140_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5140_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjOjD7k3JI/AAAAAAAAAgY/bH-NW_DgvZQ/IMG_5140_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mixed-doubles team.&amp;#160; At least we get cute miniature ping pong bat trophies.=)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, I managed to watch the volleyball final between the Blue Knights and Stingers. Was really rooting for the Knights, ‘cause most of them were my classmates and they worked really really hard for it. Sadly they lost, but they’re still superb I think, esp Lee Chin, who won the Best Volleyball Player.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;*past forward to the day itself*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;First thing in the beginning of a terribly scorching day was &lt;em&gt;Larian Mesra &lt;/em&gt;which I couldn’t really believe i actually joined. i put in my name for fun but I didn’t aim for anything since I know I have like, zero stamina. Haha. My goal was to finish the 3.5 km without stopping, and if I reach there running, I die happy. Lol. After beginning, I counted like ten people ahead of me, so I though, ok la, try keep it at top ten. So poooffftt….reached the stadium and realised we had to go one whole more lap around it, really felt like &lt;em&gt;pancit&lt;/em&gt;ing already, but &lt;em&gt;takkan&lt;/em&gt; start walking when the destination is so near right, so just push, push, push,until the finishing line. Was happy with an 8th place, which meant a medal.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now for more pictures:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjOkYNA1II/AAAAAAAAAgc/ITiLXgMWac0/s1600-h/IMG_4989_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4989_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4989_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjOlVbbU4I/AAAAAAAAAgg/oZh25d1Aj_8/IMG_4989_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The Blue Knights &lt;em&gt;khemah &lt;/em&gt;which went through a lot for the Octopus to go up. Lol.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjOmQWHYnI/AAAAAAAAAgk/mbWDOk8-SNQ/s1600-h/IMG_5029_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5029_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="IMG_5029_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjOnFzwi9I/AAAAAAAAAgo/ZZeiM3x4LKM/IMG_5029_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Seahorse designed, painted, made by Syiao Wei&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjOoRAuoLI/AAAAAAAAAgs/_nZsZxT89D8/s1600-h/IMG_4993_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4993_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4993_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjOpA0WyaI/AAAAAAAAAgw/CAjFbElyb9c/IMG_4993_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjOqRQqGKI/AAAAAAAAAg0/U-ZZukRWeOk/s1600-h/IMG_5059_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5059_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5059_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjOrb09fOI/AAAAAAAAAg4/WECAcP9A2yo/IMG_5059_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Haha the Red Matadors looked like Mickey Mouse or English Soldiers wannabes..but quite cute la. Sorry.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjOs-qE_uI/AAAAAAAAAg8/_HWIIPCtdPk/s1600-h/IMG_5055_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5055_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5055_1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjOtnp_oZI/AAAAAAAAAhA/NemPpzlijuM/IMG_5055_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yeah, I was focussing at the butt. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjOu2j8TqI/AAAAAAAAAhE/seo_GpzETYo/s1600-h/IMG_4984_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4984_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4984_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjOvgP-mbI/AAAAAAAAAhI/WYvViOmZEWY/IMG_4984_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Some poyo people.. Don’t kill me Mei Mei=P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjOxLiVqPI/AAAAAAAAAhM/WzhjAuIAwqw/s1600-h/IMG_5035_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5035_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5035_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjOyEyu5OI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/AUNgVDaVILY/IMG_5035_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Classmates!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjOzW96DxI/AAAAAAAAAhU/24PcqNN5J-U/s1600-h/IMG_5040_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5040_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5040_1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjO0PfrxRI/AAAAAAAAAhY/LKzpTAyiFqI/IMG_5040_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Me, Nora, Maddy&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjO1dACLNI/AAAAAAAAAhc/Mr_q7RFjh9k/s1600-h/IMG_4939_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4939_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4939_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjO17gP0DI/AAAAAAAAAhg/C50huX-dQSI/IMG_4939_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Christine in action-on her way to winning the 1500m&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjO3aibPlI/AAAAAAAAAhk/CI-1N_KTmDk/s1600-h/IMG_4966_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4966_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4966_1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjO4J6DwEI/AAAAAAAAAho/tLV42hqQc1Y/IMG_4966_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjO5JkNPSI/AAAAAAAAAhs/_lqPhHedEvw/s1600-h/IMG_4967_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4967_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4967_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjO6Hjg4cI/AAAAAAAAAhw/PL6b0cGymcQ/IMG_4967_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Keshan at the finishing line-winning the 4x100m&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjO7q4FjnI/AAAAAAAAAh0/8ZpbaxzVt4w/s1600-h/IMG_5094_1%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5094_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5094_1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjO8fvwGLI/AAAAAAAAAh4/opPwmyLMBVQ/IMG_5094_1_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My son overtaking them one by one haha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjO98csWcI/AAAAAAAAAh8/5ZDP-TO9kh8/s1600-h/IMG_5098_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5098_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5098_1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjO-vvzfYI/AAAAAAAAAiA/LShRJnPqyLw/IMG_5098_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Family picture!=) The daddy, the son who won 400m and Mummy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjO_hioYXI/AAAAAAAAAiE/yYULAHBwenM/s1600-h/IMG_5132_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5132_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5132_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPAUilSNI/AAAAAAAAAiI/zforu2Oy9sA/IMG_5132_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The Olahragawan- Keshan.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPBhq4ZDI/AAAAAAAAAiM/K373X57axBI/s1600-h/IMG_5124_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5124_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5124_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPCHiqWVI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/I7ZDayaVKY4/IMG_5124_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Proud of the 4x400m Blue girls, they ran great and won gold.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPDXrckCI/AAAAAAAAAiU/fSxgmzPBNlg/s1600-h/IMG_5137_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5137_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5137_1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPEDbPFxI/AAAAAAAAAiY/ot3Tn7KLLtI/IMG_5137_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Cut the long story short, Red Matador won overall. –_- As usual.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;font color="#c0c0c0"&gt;birthdays&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Pranks are getting more and more frequent for birthdays.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPFCGvANI/AAAAAAAAAic/tE1GMKp4gpE/s1600-h/IMG_5196_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5196_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5196_1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPFzK8e6I/AAAAAAAAAig/45TKtOMB3ks/IMG_5196_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Attire to greet birthday people.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPHT70RfI/AAAAAAAAAik/akzveXDEoPU/s1600-h/IMG_5220_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5220_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5220_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPIU9l2iI/AAAAAAAAAio/_3e75Xz4ZQE/IMG_5220_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Prank underway.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPJpq49tI/AAAAAAAAAis/hkuuFh6hBNY/s1600-h/IMG_5250_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5250_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5250_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPKgO0OqI/AAAAAAAAAiw/hcCGs47b0lU/IMG_5250_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Starch, water, Coke. Lol.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There are a LOT of people who are March babies- I have no idea why. Jun Mei masterminded the mass kidnapping idea for an evening where 7 of them have to be blindfolded and brought to the cafe for Secret Recipe cake and pizza. Haha, Lynthia, Agnes and I kidnapped Li Yan. Her reaction was super funny but I better not write it here, because she definitely WILL kill me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPLz45MPI/AAAAAAAAAi0/Qh2wY28QsTc/s1600-h/IMG_5263_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5263_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5263_1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPMj9nlgI/AAAAAAAAAi4/-tf_ky9-TbY/IMG_5263_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPNdlBcNI/AAAAAAAAAi8/tP88AAIdGhc/s1600-h/IMG_5283_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5283_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5283_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPOLUM3_I/AAAAAAAAAjA/StnTzD-i7wk/IMG_5283_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPPULnSoI/AAAAAAAAAjE/YtMbjIBm4tU/s1600-h/IMG_5289_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5289_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5289_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPQKXYfTI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Rr2VQvPGE4U/IMG_5289_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A few of the March babies. The look so saintly here. o.0&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;font color="#c0c0c0"&gt;earth hour/ how to prepare for Pre-AS&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Pre- AS or not, Earth hour did go on. Lynthia bought candles and we lit up the balcony with it. Pretty pretty.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;'&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPQ_23KmI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/YW0d-SZCzj4/s1600-h/IMG_5320_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5320_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5320_1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPRorLmCI/AAAAAAAAAjU/pp-E2SssXaI/IMG_5320_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPSfQXhbI/AAAAAAAAAjY/fyxLvWCV8E4/s1600-h/IMG_5340_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5340_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="IMG_5340_1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPTILhrsI/AAAAAAAAAjc/gl0gxDYPzgQ/IMG_5340_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After sembang/ walk walk at the cafe for the hour, the night was not over yet. it was Li Yan’s birthday so how could it be over right. Pranksters should be pranked.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPT2xxMzI/AAAAAAAAAjg/2zCAbfQRGxg/s1600-h/IMG_5386_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5386_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="IMG_5386_1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPUtkJrnI/AAAAAAAAAjk/5of4z_BJPJg/IMG_5386_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Combination of 2-3-A2 and 2-2-A2 results in a wet Li Yan.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After that, still not over. The Czech girls pakated with us to &lt;em&gt;kenakan &lt;/em&gt;the Czech guys. But they were a little to smart, sadly.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPV6GgmxI/AAAAAAAAAjo/xiHjfRQxtic/s1600-h/IMG_5401_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5401_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5401_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPWuzsYdI/AAAAAAAAAjs/f-nmc99c-lg/IMG_5401_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Partner in crime.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPXs9ZVCI/AAAAAAAAAjw/Jj1K40K8MG4/s1600-h/IMG_5404_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5404_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5404_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPYaxZLvI/AAAAAAAAAj0/u4VviI-859U/IMG_5404_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Ammunition.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPZHId4II/AAAAAAAAAj4/y3olo2W5kPc/s1600-h/IMG_5406_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5406_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5406_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPaEbWMzI/AAAAAAAAAj8/0va_0hbfDGI/IMG_5406_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Targets.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Even after that, it was still not over. We splashed the apartment under us and Suraya in a fit of a week-long torture of abstaining from evilness, exploded and our neighbors next door got the full force of it. Hahaha. Great way to de-stress before exams. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h3&gt;&lt;font color="#c0c0c0"&gt;ISM Conference 09&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPbOjfTDI/AAAAAAAAAkA/xNQDjno-kFg/s1600-h/IMG_5462_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5462_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5462_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPbxqjiXI/AAAAAAAAAkE/zw0DqLsnbgA/IMG_5462_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The International Student Ministry Conference at First Baptist Church, PJ seems more like for internationals studying here, but I think it was good to prepare us before leaving the country, though one year away.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPdbnZMGI/AAAAAAAAAkI/PIhoYAFkEyw/s1600-h/IMG_5422_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5422_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5422_1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPeHl1reI/AAAAAAAAAkM/rpIzBEOUTwg/IMG_5422_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Opposite Nilai C.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPfA7R_pI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/oKRYTZFwODk/s1600-h/IMG_5471_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5471_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5471_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPf_FfUDI/AAAAAAAAAkU/xRfIon9RmPc/IMG_5471_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Worship Team.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPhA_EFaI/AAAAAAAAAkY/PxHIo7PEOag/s1600-h/IMG_5484_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5484_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5484_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPiCz4GsI/AAAAAAAAAkc/9QQUnRDTHCQ/IMG_5484_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Afternoon at Sunway Pyramid for an assignment which we didn’t really know what we were supposed to do…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So we ended up taking a lot of group pictures.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPjtACG2I/AAAAAAAAAkg/mR8uDrz8RcM/s1600-h/IMG_5490_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5490_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5490_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPkl6YWrI/AAAAAAAAAkk/21vWeGDRjLU/IMG_5490_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPl5dqiSI/AAAAAAAAAko/QMVpvv6G2TY/s1600-h/IMG_5502_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5502_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5502_1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPmwrs7hI/AAAAAAAAAks/-P2LPvZXtlY/IMG_5502_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPoe9yvJI/AAAAAAAAAkw/76tSuIogDfM/s1600-h/IMG_5505_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5505_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5505_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPpBQIbSI/AAAAAAAAAk0/z2F4N4MdKvc/IMG_5505_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPqDBIlRI/AAAAAAAAAk4/aDteCZPcdwU/s1600-h/IMG_5534_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5534_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5534_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPq7uLYOI/AAAAAAAAAk8/-qgrHnUbBCs/IMG_5534_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The van broke down at night in Nilai and gosh, pushing vans up and down hills are seriously good fun at wierd hours of the night, trust me!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPr-ZQ88I/AAAAAAAAAlA/ga4ww5QeVYo/s1600-h/IMG_5519_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_5519_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_5519_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjPste-3XI/AAAAAAAAAlE/NOjEGjxTfz8/IMG_5519_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So to sum it up, basically what I heard consistently throughout the conference especially from the international students’ own experiences about leaving home was on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;dependency on God&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sometimes we don’t know why some things happen, or why some things are as they are, but many times these stuff that happen is actually God drawing us closer to Himself. Though it may seem so scary many times, being in a change, a transition, or new beginning, maybe in a new place, or circumstance, we are to trust, not doubt in God, let Him work in our lives, take His rightful place as King over every area.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Got a lot to learn there.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Take care.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-8669393406233640408?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/8669393406233640408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=8669393406233640408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/8669393406233640408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/8669393406233640408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/04/dusted.html' title='dusted!'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SdjOhPnjg6I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/UVZ8mADYs1A/s72-c/IMG_4965_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-5546728539585591679</id><published>2009-03-18T12:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:09:57.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bizarre-ity</title><content type='html'>Its so bizarre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you sit, with the gray-white IKEA clock showing 11 pm, staring at the same page of the chapter on Nitrogen and Sulphur (because Pre AS is in two weeks) and the studying has been slowing because of ... And eating Japanese cucumbers with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fresh milk&lt;/span&gt; (!!!) due to extreme hunger and lack of variety in food. ( And the hunger comes by playing ping pong for a few hours because of ...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. you hear people right down your apartment&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; kawad&lt;/span&gt;ing their legs off, going ' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kiri kanan kiri, kiri kanan kiri&lt;/span&gt;', and '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;satu dua tiga, satu dua empat, satu dua lima&lt;/span&gt;' . Well not people, its the blue house! Yeah! =) And another group of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kawad&lt;/span&gt; people from another house singing ' If you're happy and you know it' in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BM&lt;/span&gt;. And the yells and cheers and screams from the futsal court that SERIOUSLY rivals any EPL Liverpool-MU match 'cause a game is going on at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this hour&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you walk downstairs, there are still people in their sporting gear at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this hour&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing brings people together like sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... is FESKOTT. An annual sporting event, where Blue House always wins. (Nah, just kidding=P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being unable to run like Christine, or play volleyball like Lee Chin, or play netball like so many can ( I hate the rules of the game!!! Lol), I joined ping pong singles, doubles, and possibly mixed doubles)- which is an extremely confusing competition trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Larian Mesra. Oh oh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-5546728539585591679?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/5546728539585591679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=5546728539585591679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/5546728539585591679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/5546728539585591679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/03/bizarre-ity.html' title='bizarre-ity'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-2313231931431518736</id><published>2009-03-14T15:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T15:52:55.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not for weak stomachs</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Still humming the ‘In Christ Alone’ song by Newsboys I had just bluetooth-ed to a friend’s phone, I pushed open the front gate, bidding those who came for the usual Friday SLG cell group at my house goodbye, when something gleaming at the bottom of the gate caught my eye.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Something a little slimy, reflecting the orange light of the lamp post just overhead. And wait a minute- it was a little red too. RED. Like, BLOOD RED.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I blinked. Honestly, my first impression was that it looked like a sausage, don’t ask me why, like a really really fat one. But the&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;em&gt;bio-ness&lt;/em&gt; of my mind tod me it was an organ of a body. ( Not human, duhh)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;At the mean time someone had yelled out it was a cat’s doing. So it flashed into my mind that a cat had did some scavenging of a giant rat, tearing its insides open, and leaving this particular organ dripping at my gate. Of which now looked like a &lt;strong&gt;kidney&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And the worst thing was…It moved!!! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“I see a nose!!!”- my friend yelled out.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was a&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;fetus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Gosh. A fetus. A cat actually hat a miscarriage at my doorstep. Well, more like gatestep, but still…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It moved! Now I can make out that, indeed it was a fetus, covered in like what should be a placenta..of a cat?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Which led me to think, how on earth did the cat miscarry? Not a particular lover of the feline species, I still wondered how did the fetus came out of the mother cat’s body.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My yet-to-be-educated-in-Biology friend proposed that the cat vomited it out. Hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m still wondering how actually.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;How did it come out just like that?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yasmin, if you’re reading this its pretty freaky, considering what we were discussing yesterday morning. Oh oh. Lol.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, my stomach did hold well, and after the body of the fetus was cleared away by my so-courageous-and-superhero-dad, I went in and ate Big Apple.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Somehow I was hungry.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-2313231931431518736?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/2313231931431518736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=2313231931431518736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/2313231931431518736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/2313231931431518736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/03/not-for-weak-stomachs.html' title='not for weak stomachs'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-8091162589728717445</id><published>2009-03-07T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T00:37:21.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tanned in boat banana</title><content type='html'>What do you get when you put 12 girls and 3 guys together for a weekend at PD? No, not a girl:guy ratio of 4:1, but really, a chance to get to know each other, to know God better.   &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFNdqWCB6I/AAAAAAAAAac/qEPohINwlAA/s1600-h/IMG_4847_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4847_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4847_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFNeEETZzI/AAAAAAAAAag/6z3zvhFQTdY/IMG_4847_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Cheng, The Eccentric Hong Kong Tourist&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFNfbv0-9I/AAAAAAAAAak/gZXNpVl929Y/s1600-h/IMG_4859_1%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4859_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4859_1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFNgNUqO_I/AAAAAAAAAao/sX3UeFMizhQ/IMG_4859_1_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“Waaaazhaaa! Attack!”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFNh_SWu4I/AAAAAAAAAas/DG8nSWi77Pw/s1600-h/IMG_4886_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4886_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4886_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFNijyJeEI/AAAAAAAAAaw/CwnhqEZbCi0/IMG_4886_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Li Yan: We have won! Merdeka! Merdeka! Merdeka!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFNkD_1TcI/AAAAAAAAAa0/jbZWvDafFDs/s1600-h/IMG_4885_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4885_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4885_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFNlOlFGnI/AAAAAAAAAa4/uM3bN0cJQqU/IMG_4885_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Shawn: I don’t know these people. Oops.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFNmcMthEI/AAAAAAAAAbE/uDcP-1-Vzc8/s1600-h/IMG_4625_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4625_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4625_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFNnOcD7PI/AAAAAAAAAbI/dOh-yyuheZc/IMG_4625_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can’t save lives. God can.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for you: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me. “ –2 Cor 12:9&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;it seems natural that we gloss or try to hide our weaknesses, but strife to polish and use our talents or strengths to its full potential. At the camp, I was given a new perspective, that the key to our effectiveness as a servant of Christ lies not in our strengths, but weaknesses. When we recognise our ‘thorns in the flesh’, commit it to God, trust His all-sufficient grace to be provided day by day as we need, that indeed, ‘when we are weak, then we’re strong’.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFNoH5bkJI/AAAAAAAAAbM/KMVUUkYmFAQ/s1600-h/DSC04418_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC04418_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="139" alt="DSC04418_1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFNorq0HgI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/pyJHT-e7YaA/DSC04418_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;For me, the highlight of the retreat was the banana boat!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Being blur and all, I always thought that this banana boat thingy is just like peaceful boat ride where you bob through the not-so-rough sea and enjoy the salty sea air and spray of water droplets.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFNpxtbOtI/AAAAAAAAAbU/P7zku2AQ5-0/s1600-h/DSC04429_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC04429_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="139" alt="DSC04429_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFNq2iufmI/AAAAAAAAAbY/_kgrmSmmbKk/DSC04429_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Boy I was wrong! &lt;strike&gt;Apparently &lt;/strike&gt;Actually, the point of it is to get dumped into the water. Which can be fun, and also scary. Haha. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFNrnBB0uI/AAAAAAAAAbc/St4DL8Y4thw/s1600-h/DSC04422_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC04422_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="139" alt="DSC04422_1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFNsQbJYKI/AAAAAAAAAbg/g3Xxr62qmQo/DSC04422_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The driver of the boat will go very fast, and turn sharply. Whether you like it or not, you will get thrown into the water, and poof! Water everywhere. It’s pretty cool when you get dumped at a pretty deep place quite far outside, and yet you will float up ‘cause of the life jacket.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFNtJ_WHSI/AAAAAAAAAbs/acRgQqE3BPA/s1600-h/DSC04424_1_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC04424_1_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="139" alt="DSC04424_1_1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFNt8etHNI/AAAAAAAAAbw/5zI64KV_YWw/DSC04424_1_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Getting back on the boat after being dumped, is the hardest part. Being dumped, though exhiliarating, is also tiring, and to get back up the slippery boat is hard and required a lot of teamwork. Shawn, Keshan and Cheng had to climb on first and help the rest of us up. Lol.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Me thinks banana boat is one of the best team- building game ever! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFNvHgFZEI/AAAAAAAAAb0/w4npOoB2FVg/s1600-h/IMG_4877_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4877_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4877_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFNwZ_IIII/AAAAAAAAAb4/1fC33MpKzGA/IMG_4877_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFNxpC261I/AAAAAAAAAb8/4A5hsOwGXSQ/s1600-h/IMG_4600_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4600_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4600_1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFNySa1DxI/AAAAAAAAAcA/J0p_EBJOMt4/IMG_4600_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I guess for me, I was reminded how brothers and sisters in Christ should be there for one another, build each other up, and not tear each other down. Forgive, give grace, encourage, and help.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFNz1OnPHI/AAAAAAAAAcE/Q3rauvxOJUI/s1600-h/IMG_4692_1%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4692_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4692_1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFN02OxfKI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/n-YX7jmUV1Y/IMG_4692_1_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Family in Christ=) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFN2OHh9GI/AAAAAAAAAcU/gmCv54lg-w4/s1600-h/IMG_4630_1%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4630_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4630_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFN2zMWBSI/AAAAAAAAAcY/ETElXNvWFhQ/IMG_4630_1_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We celebrated Felicia’s birthday. Hahaha, to surprise her, Li Yan had to crack lame jokes non-stop for about fifteen minutes to buy time. My hat’s off to her.=P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFN4YvR_nI/AAAAAAAAAcc/QrHj--XqLUU/s1600-h/IMG_4618_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4618_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4618_1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFN5GkWx3I/AAAAAAAAAcg/M_ry2iYbXSw/IMG_4618_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;At the Ramly Burger stall. KTT people are such camwhores-.- Lol.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFN6SJItoI/AAAAAAAAAck/sIEzoA9E0EI/s1600-h/IMG_4825_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4825_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4825_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFN7AFBBjI/AAAAAAAAAcw/9fIinzdv5Kg/IMG_4825_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Li Yan and Sarah at one of the lame jokes sessions. It was something about calling someone and asking if they’re fridge was running and then why were they not chasing after it. Hahaha. Lame. But funny still.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFN8ud_jYI/AAAAAAAAAc8/8NmBVukOwNk/s1600-h/IMG_4815_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4815_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4815_1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFN9koaCjI/AAAAAAAAAdA/QFV3ZWAshYE/IMG_4815_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Cheng saying grace. Lol.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFN-yg4I6I/AAAAAAAAAdE/VcH8cyezWw4/s1600-h/IMG_4804_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4804_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4804_1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFN_zVlF0I/AAAAAAAAAdI/uoi3jZ0J11w/IMG_4804_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Crazy people.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFOBf_CLNI/AAAAAAAAAdM/mshMLbPAzhM/s1600-h/IMG_4657_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4657_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4657_1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFOCAfAKVI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/n3XxoyYCIIk/IMG_4657_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;At the BBQ.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFODvDFdQI/AAAAAAAAAdU/Li9bYd2HNcw/s1600-h/IMG_4675_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4675_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4675_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFOErbr6pI/AAAAAAAAAdY/TkuW4tOs9tw/IMG_4675_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hello humans…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFOF75WH9I/AAAAAAAAAdc/TWKzg4XXGDM/s1600-h/IMG_4543_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4543_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4543_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFOG3na9bI/AAAAAAAAAdg/8NvasZStbSE/IMG_4543_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hey Suraya, loooook! Haha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFOIpfoKvI/AAAAAAAAAdk/23buMMBCaLs/s1600-h/IMG_4874_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4874_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4874_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFOJR4WUGI/AAAAAAAAAdo/7mfttfP3RtI/IMG_4874_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A bit tipsy. Somehow this picture reminds me of Madagascar.Lol.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFOKhfjiYI/AAAAAAAAAds/f_3CncOzqAs/s1600-h/IMG_4901_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4901_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4901_1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFOLkUG39I/AAAAAAAAAeI/MK9iiM4BGNE/IMG_4901_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Aaaaaaahhhhh!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFONMjsjSI/AAAAAAAAAeM/6HhUE6nZ97Y/s1600-h/IMG_4565_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4565_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4565_1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFON3TbPvI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/xvpnH2WFi8M/IMG_4565_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You placed the crabs in the sand and You know them by name…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFOPeeI3BI/AAAAAAAAAeU/MLkmXLOjB5U/s1600-h/IMG_4571_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4571_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4571_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFOQeaMPZI/AAAAAAAAAeY/QeE4LubtYJU/IMG_4571_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Majlis Pengebumian Si Crab yang masih hidup, dijalankan oleh&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Mr. Shawn Paul. (but actually crabs do live in sand)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFORpvSK8I/AAAAAAAAAec/CNZL8Sr9jAc/s1600-h/IMG_4577_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4577_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="IMG_4577_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFOSUXmi5I/AAAAAAAAAeg/69DoJSxbM2k/IMG_4577_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, inilah Mr. Shawn Paul yang kejam. Haha=P&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFOT4tFcQI/AAAAAAAAAek/vNwh4_0m_p0/s1600-h/IMG_4863_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4863_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4863_1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFOUoOCZoI/AAAAAAAAAeo/Tz4HcEK65jM/IMG_4863_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Projek seterusnya… &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFOWPsCOMI/AAAAAAAAAes/zZHvc78SJF8/s1600-h/IMG_4869_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4869_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4869_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFOWzcsJ_I/AAAAAAAAAew/GmX8_zBgy0I/IMG_4869_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFOYLw5EAI/AAAAAAAAAe8/q-0FxFA8BwQ/s1600-h/DSC04417_1%5B11%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC04417_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="139" alt="DSC04417_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFOY8SyzDI/AAAAAAAAAfI/8zzyK0a3Si0/DSC04417_1_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This ‘Miss u” is directed to all those who couldn’t come: Daniel, Chua etc etc. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFOaor9iHI/AAAAAAAAAfM/9jjx4MGPjt4/s1600-h/IMG_4688_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4688_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4688_1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFObUI7HKI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/CFH63MMJsXI/IMG_4688_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A thousand times I’ve failed&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Still Your mercy remains&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Should I stumble again&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; I’m caught in Your grace&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFOdE-BdFI/AAAAAAAAAfc/gyo1qP3qKM0/s1600-h/IMG_4669_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4669_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="184" alt="IMG_4669_1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFOd38k6pI/AAAAAAAAAfg/6l93yPdNbLA/IMG_4669_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thank you Lord.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFOfNTjmSI/AAAAAAAAAfk/9HiqFwPWU8g/s1600-h/IMG_4841_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="IMG_4841_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="244" alt="IMG_4841_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFOgNQ5KjI/AAAAAAAAAfw/gGNSDmK2bTM/IMG_4841_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFOhAxwhyI/AAAAAAAAAf0/v5PfpTO9fNI/s1600-h/DSC04452_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img title="DSC04452_1" style="border-top-width: 0px; display: inline; border-left-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px" height="139" alt="DSC04452_1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFOiHAqwbI/AAAAAAAAAgA/5eLS2RdduME/DSC04452_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Tidurlah.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m going to. =)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Take care.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-8091162589728717445?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/8091162589728717445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=8091162589728717445' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/8091162589728717445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/8091162589728717445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/03/tanned-in-boat-banana.html' title='tanned in boat banana'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SbFNeEETZzI/AAAAAAAAAag/6z3zvhFQTdY/s72-c/IMG_4847_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-5964462951512689067</id><published>2009-02-21T17:05:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T17:44:21.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to KLIA and to India did we go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;- Went back to college and found that there was a water cut. Yet AGAIN. Like my mei mei wrote, the Syabas people pretty much deceived us as to when the water would come back, form 4pm to 8pm to 12am and finally the next next morning. So we had to lug up pails of water again three storeys. Haha, pleased to report we are all buffed up and muscular now=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Monday- &lt;/span&gt;since there still wasn't any water and all of us felt really dirty (at least I knew I did quite stink), we did something rather extraordinary. We &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;teman&lt;/span&gt;-ed my mei mei to KLIA to send her bf off. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let me digress a little here.&lt;/span&gt; Saw some blazer-clad JPA people flying off and all their families at the railing waving them off. Rather mixed reactions all these people have, I must say. After they faded from view, some families just walked off nonchalantly sipping their Pepsi as though they said a normal bye, like 'bye- you're- going- out' kind of thing. Lol. One mum was weeping uncontrollably on her husband's shoulder. I can totally see my mum doing that. =S Partings will always be hard, I guess. Back to the story, we took a shower at KLIA, of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; places. Lol. Desperation calls for desperate measures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday water came back!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;, the Consul General of India gave us a surprise ring to tell us that we were the few lucky KTT students chosen for a three days two nights short trip to the land of India, like a pre-pre orientation kind of thing to check the place out, provide them feedback and all. We were like... WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no delays, we flew off that very night, passports, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bantal busuks&lt;/span&gt; and all. How.. extraordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SZ_Lwcr9cdI/AAAAAAAAAZU/xhEI7gn50TQ/s1600-h/IMG_4291_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SZ_Lwcr9cdI/AAAAAAAAAZU/xhEI7gn50TQ/s320/IMG_4291_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305182919260467666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We did manage to get a few Punjabi suits before we met with His Honour, the Consul General, on&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; Friday&lt;/span&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SZ_Ifuf4MEI/AAAAAAAAAY0/dTxipYjCgcs/s1600-h/IMG_4374_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SZ_Ifuf4MEI/AAAAAAAAAY0/dTxipYjCgcs/s320/IMG_4374_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305179333448970306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also, we had a very warm greeting from the locals, and we were quite shocked that one of the places we went to was like a Mini-Malaysia, called Bandar Baru Salak Tinggi.=) So we did feel pretty much at home, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SZ_JYiBq6uI/AAAAAAAAAY8/WK3pJiXlg9I/s1600-h/IMG_4310_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SZ_JYiBq6uI/AAAAAAAAAY8/WK3pJiXlg9I/s320/IMG_4310_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305180309353589474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think we all scrubbed up pretty well to impress the locals, how India-friendly we were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SZ_Js6iXs6I/AAAAAAAAAZE/IZ2a1yLlmps/s1600-h/IMG_4405_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SZ_Js6iXs6I/AAAAAAAAAZE/IZ2a1yLlmps/s320/IMG_4405_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305180659530576802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were also entertained with a Bollywood dance by some of the local students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SZ_KIDcp4xI/AAAAAAAAAZM/gpVYXUSGyqU/s1600-h/P2200178_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SZ_KIDcp4xI/AAAAAAAAAZM/gpVYXUSGyqU/s320/P2200178_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305181125778989842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the locals I made friends with shortly after arriving. We clicked pretty well=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nahhh &lt;/span&gt;just kidding. We went for Ponggal Charity Night, and Bandar Baru Salak Tinggi is at Nilai. (I think) =P Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-5964462951512689067?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/5964462951512689067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=5964462951512689067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/5964462951512689067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/5964462951512689067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-klia-and-to-india-did-we-go.html' title='to KLIA and to India did we go'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SZ_Lwcr9cdI/AAAAAAAAAZU/xhEI7gn50TQ/s72-c/IMG_4291_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-6245652676268969745</id><published>2009-02-14T17:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T18:35:40.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you've gotta be kidding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SZaWM_1_15I/AAAAAAAAAYk/swKhswhFFyQ/s1600-h/IMG_4025_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SZaWM_1_15I/AAAAAAAAAYk/swKhswhFFyQ/s320/IMG_4025_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302590761315850130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the emcees (minus Joanne)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has got to be the most exhausting week of 2009 by far. The week started off with a lot of different questions, doubts and stupid regrets clouding my mind, and with the CNY Nite coming up, wow... full plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first knew that I was going to be one of the four formal emcees for CNY Nite' 09, I was like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"You've gotta be kidding me!!!???!!!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craziness in full force. Like, me with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;chronic stage frights &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;abhorrence of public speaking&lt;/span&gt;. You've gotta be kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really really wanted to pull out and decline but I would have to find a replacement, which would be very hard since almost everyone was tied to something or another. And I knew like if I didn't take this opportunity now, it may not come again. Its like a good chance to overcome stupid phobias. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I took it. ( a little begrudgingly, I'm afraid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it proved to be an enjoyable experience, though the build up to it was rather tiring. Every night spent in the LH from 8 to 9 for choir, then CF or emcee meetings to draft out the script and all till 12 or 12++ Still, the atmosphere in the DU during the nights was very Chinese New Year-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ish &lt;/span&gt;with the songs playing and everyone practicing some thing or another, and all the decorations going up. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to really really thank &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Suraya&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Nadia&lt;/span&gt; for being my personal make-up artists. For their patience in trying to make up the very-hard-to-make-up single eyelid&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sepet&lt;/span&gt;ed eyes of mine hahaha, for their toner, eyeshadow, eyeliner etc etc. And to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Lynthia&lt;/span&gt; who came all the way back to our apartment to get the basket for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chai Shen, &lt;/span&gt;thus missing the live band's Bon Jovi 'Its My Life' so sorry Lynthia! And &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Yasmin&lt;/span&gt;, for all her 'you can do its' and earrings. =) Not forgetting &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Li Yan&lt;/span&gt;-who ran around everywhere taking pictures with my camera all together 263 pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So overall, although I know I did mess up a few parts=s, it proved a worth-while experience I guess. I wouldn't have at least the experience of it all if I didn't take it. So, yups=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. More pictures on Facebook soon.&lt;br /&gt;pss. And Jun Mei, your live band rocks! Great keyboarding and guitaring too btw=P (nice guitar haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-6245652676268969745?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/6245652676268969745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=6245652676268969745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/6245652676268969745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/6245652676268969745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/02/youve-gotta-be-kidding.html' title='you&apos;ve gotta be kidding'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SZaWM_1_15I/AAAAAAAAAYk/swKhswhFFyQ/s72-c/IMG_4025_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-4364554159565259827</id><published>2009-02-06T20:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T18:43:34.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joanna Han</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;is going to blog facebook~style!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;head's bursting like a hammer slamming into it at equal time intervals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;feels dizzy but is blogging all the same.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;needs a little courage.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;went to Petaling Street on Monday night with KTT CNY people and bought a cheongsam there!0.o&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;thinks that all Felicia&lt;em&gt;s&lt;/em&gt; are mysteriously connected to choir because her friends Felicia Yoon and Felicia Tee are/were choir leaders.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;tried her hand in Chinese calligraphy(&lt;em&gt;ta kai&lt;/em&gt;) for the first time in 6 years!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;agrees with Alicia's post that Facebook can be quite stalker-i&lt;em&gt;sh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;is grateful that Facebook helped her find her old primary school mates, though=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; is wondering whether Passion World Tour will come back to Malaysia this year.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;learnt how to fold a fish with an angpow wrapper!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;got back her Mid-Sem results this week-not very happy about it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;has to step out of her comfort zone shortly=S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;started A2 syllabus but feels quite blur about it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;has a lot of Miscellaneous exercises to catch up on for Mechanics.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;is going to miss 3 nights of choir practice for CNY Nite' cause she's back home=P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wishes friendships are less knottily complicated.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;likes simplicity.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;spent three torturous hours to come back home today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;is proud that Suraya and her bonding-friends got no.2 for their Nasyid competition wei!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;watched a madman rant in Tamil for 30 minutes and yell racist remarks while the KTM was delayed for 40 minutes.&lt;/span&gt; is not as naive as she was.&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;is missing her new guitar because its left in college for the weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;is realising time is flying so fast and everyone seems to be flying off soon.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;is wrapping up her post.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I do realise that this is quite a colourful post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheeerio, and do take care!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-4364554159565259827?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/4364554159565259827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=4364554159565259827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/4364554159565259827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/4364554159565259827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/02/joanna-han.html' title='Joanna Han'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-2804929127459325830</id><published>2009-02-03T12:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T10:14:38.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission X</title><content type='html'>Secrecy binds, demands that I type this post now (Saturday night), but leave it as a draft, so that surprises have their full effect, shock their pleasantly- surprised and oh-so-very-touched-recipient! =P (who sheds a few tears, crocodile or not, in immense gratitude).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I hope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She did!?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" align="left"&gt;Saturday, 31st January 2009:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today, Li Yan met up with my family and I at Plaza Rakyat/ Pudu area, to visit a quaint, yet reasonably priced music shop. ( That's where my brother and I got our guitars from).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mission X was to get Sue Ting her long-coveted, long-awaited guitar for her belated birthday. We had been planning for quite some time, and due to immense support for this mission ( &lt;em&gt;cheh wah&lt;/em&gt;), we could proceed with the necessary funds. (&lt;em&gt;cheh wah&lt;/em&gt; again).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And extension of Mission X was to get my own guitar. Had been wanting an acoustic one for a long time to replace the classical one. Surrounded by two guitar experts (my brother and Li Yan), I guess today was the right day=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The shop we visited is quite a good place to get guitars 'cause its all very reasonably priced. Prices are also bargainable. ( sorry no pictures of the shop, though). We managed to get the two guitars=), with stands, bags, straps, everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So here's the pictures of the guitars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297484644794154018" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SYRyN5gKvCI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wa3MxTDJaMQ/s320/IMG_3715_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is Susu's guitar. Sorry, haha very malas to remove the ribbon and open the bag. Lol. Its a Hofma guitar by the way, light brownish, shiny, and um-acoustic. Pretty.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. This is my very own...&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297484866482393202" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SYRyazWw0HI/AAAAAAAAAYM/aSpiRGcBUgU/s320/IMG_3724_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby! And its black. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297485051318909554" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SYRylj7OOnI/AAAAAAAAAYc/W-ljsbeDDL8/s320/IMG_3727_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I named it my black beauty=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297484761544432738" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SYRyUsbmnGI/AAAAAAAAAYE/O98Wjl9qT3k/s320/IMG_3722_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's brand is Hofma, not that famous compared to Yamaha or Gibson and all, but its quite good. =) I like it a lot, though its neck is wider than normal acoustics', the body frame is not so thick though it has quite a wide bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297484966752561682" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SYRygo5CKhI/AAAAAAAAAYU/3k3Xeo3uwa0/s320/IMG_3725_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Its sleek, sophisticated, and so very guitarish (my adjectives fail here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like your guitar too, Sue Ting, sorry la couldn't get you your Yamaha=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, to improve my rusty guitaring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Jun Mei is head-over-heels, totally, and passionately in love with my guitar! Better watch out, or not she'll  become the third party in our relationship. =P Oops..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-2804929127459325830?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/2804929127459325830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=2804929127459325830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/2804929127459325830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/2804929127459325830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/02/mission-x.html' title='Mission X'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SYRyN5gKvCI/AAAAAAAAAX8/wa3MxTDJaMQ/s72-c/IMG_3715_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-5991360977453558654</id><published>2009-01-29T23:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T21:42:05.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ter-tagged</title><content type='html'>Tagged! By Zahirah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Directions: Once you’ve been tagged, you have to write a post with sixteen random things, habits or goals about you. At the end, choose five people to be tagged, listing their names and why you chose them. Don’t forget to leave a comment (”You’re tagged!”) and to read your blog.You can’t tag the person who tagged you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be so random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I apparently switch to Manglish a lot while blogging. &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Or so I've been told. Don't know why=P If Malaysian, must have that Malaysian-&lt;em&gt;ness&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;kan&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I never sneeze once. &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I sneeze at least twice. Consecutively. (Wait I think everyone does that, oops).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I aspire to highlight my hair one day.&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt; One day.. I don't know when, but one day. Dark brown or green. I know green is wierd. But green is the NEW BLACK! Muahaha. My poor mum. Sha, must go do together-gether!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I started on the book the Case for Christ quite long ago, but have yet to finish it yet. &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Almost done, quite a hard read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I used to eat variations of &lt;em&gt;nasi gorengs&lt;/em&gt; for dinner. &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Now its alternated, &lt;em&gt;selang seli&lt;/em&gt;, variations of &lt;em&gt;roti&lt;/em&gt;. =) Roti Bom is my new favourite. Its sweet, syrupy, and FATTENING. Yums.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I used to be very crazy about Liverpool, Steven Gerrard, and Big Mac. &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Now, not so crazy la, I don't know why. BUT I still love Liverpool passionately~ You'll Never Walk Alone yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I like small town settings, or cliches of things that befit each other. &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Like an old Chinese woman riding on a bike with vegetables in her basket through a small town somehow pleases me. So wierd and random. 0.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I like happy endings. &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;For books &lt;em&gt;ke&lt;/em&gt;, movie &lt;em&gt;ke&lt;/em&gt;, real life. Don't like sad endings... at all! But then, sometimes it may be inevitable. Happiness is relative though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) I cannot cry while watching a movie. &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;One Litre of Tears did not make me cry. I think the only movie that made me tear, just a little, was Passion of the Christ (watched clips of it). Books can make me cry though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) I really like Sarawak, Lynthia!!!! &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Believe it or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) I have this thing for Teluk Intan &lt;em&gt;Chee Cheong Fun&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;So far, only Phraveen and Shawn can truly emphatise. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) I aspire to be an Obstetrician/Gynaecologist one day. &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hopefully... its just so cool bringing new lives to the world. Sounds so cliche, but really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) I don't particularly like ice kacang, but the one on Jonker's is sure nice. =) &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;(Why la, so much about food!?!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) I aim 50 kg. &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Don't ask me how light I am now. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) I'm quite indecisive, don't understand a lot of things, and always want to know what's the best thing to do, but not always succedding in finding it. &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Quite muddled. I know I will not be judged by my intentions, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) I used to like Enid Blyton a LOT! &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Adored it! Hmm.. always wished then I was in St Clare's or Malory Towers or something. Like the Fatty Series best. Haha. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, 16 things done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag:~ *drumroll, please*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Suraya Sajoli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Haaziqaaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Michelle Han&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Felicia Yoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Elise Lai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( I'm supposed to give a reason why I tagged you all, but I don't know why either so too bad. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun being tagged=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-5991360977453558654?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/5991360977453558654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=5991360977453558654' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/5991360977453558654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/5991360977453558654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/01/ter-tagged.html' title='ter-tagged'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-9096933578418294365</id><published>2009-01-27T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T22:06:24.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>booking my face</title><content type='html'>Today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally stopped procrastinating,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;em&gt;mengetepikan-&lt;/em&gt;ed all the &lt;em&gt;ma-fan!-&lt;/em&gt;ness, the laziness, and the &lt;em&gt;next time-later later lah-&lt;/em&gt;ness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Joanna Han has a facebook now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very the &lt;em&gt;ketinggalan&lt;/em&gt; I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when your uncle and little cousins are having it, and your own father is talking about starting one (which he has!), you know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the &lt;em&gt;lambat&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-9096933578418294365?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/9096933578418294365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=9096933578418294365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/9096933578418294365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/9096933578418294365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/01/booking-my-face.html' title='booking my face'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-2363526082860737963</id><published>2009-01-23T20:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T21:23:24.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the cycle continues</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oil palm trees and bare brown land cleared for development whiz past in a blur of green and brown as I shoved my earphones into my ears on board the KTM, yet again. My thoughts wander...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tradition has it, dictates it- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That coming back from every week-long holiday would find another looming test ahead, to close to comfort. Back to the books, back to the library, back to nerdy-land...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294473192849814498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXm_UUykM-I/AAAAAAAAAWk/qdqZh4ipTzM/s320/10-01-09_1404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Will studying ever be history? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The days scramble by in a daze of classes, mamak in the evenings and CF every Wednesday night. Occasionally we have guest speakers like Dr Ken Wu of UK to speak in CF, stimulate our thinking about the medical profession; other times like the first batch of KTT JPA scholars to India, bringing us the harsh and humble reality of that so very exotic land we are destined to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturdays and Sundays are occcasionally spent at home, but sometimes in KTT. At least I broke the monotonous routine last Saturday where I promptly fell sick with fever, cough and flu and never had I been so glad for my parents to visit to bring me for a much-longed for Chinese meal and to visit a random clinic. Lol. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then would come the exams. CF goes on , exam or not-traditional prayer meeting just before Chem the next day. Haha. And then the post-exam tradition, as usual!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We would go out after the exam, (nevermind that our exams finished at 4 on Thursday), this time to Sunway Pyramid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294473474438843666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXm_ktynzRI/AAAAAAAAAW0/IOW5FZaqp78/s320/22-01-09_2208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294473633893648034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXm_t_znBqI/AAAAAAAAAW8/dC_kYR1stqQ/s320/22-01-09_2042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh yeah, and Haziqah and I would take our traditional picture with hats. Again. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we would come back, watch a late-night movie, sleep in the hall, and go back the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going home, there would be captainball waiting in dear ol' Melawati with my old friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294473761092339090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXm_1ZqJBZI/AAAAAAAAAXE/m5HOhlt_I5c/s320/23-01-09_1833.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And after the game, I would embarass myself in front of the whole Taman Melawati by forgetting that the car remote control is spoiled, and by pressing it, the wail of the alarm screams out, loud enough to send chills down every spine. And Chun Soon The Mechanic solved it, thankfully. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;' Station berikutnya, Wangsa Maju, next station, Wangsa Maju." I shake myself up, pull out the LRT card, look out at the familiar landscape of home- and when the doors open, ( after 23 stations!!!) step out grasping my red CIMB luggage bag, walk walk walk, and down the stairs to where my mum waits in the Kancil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And the cycle continues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-2363526082860737963?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/2363526082860737963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=2363526082860737963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/2363526082860737963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/2363526082860737963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/01/cycle-continues.html' title='the cycle continues'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXm_UUykM-I/AAAAAAAAAWk/qdqZh4ipTzM/s72-c/10-01-09_1404.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-5236314237711362930</id><published>2009-01-12T14:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T14:58:55.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>being a non-chinese ed</title><content type='html'>I am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bangga&lt;/span&gt;-ing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I attended Nilai &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; Methodist Church yesterday, and I understood it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a non-Chinese ed is rather good at times, and bad at others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mandarin had never been fantastic, since...like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forever&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having both parents English ed, I went to a Chinese primary school rather awkwardly, with the precious little Mandarin I garnered from kindergarten. I earned the reputation then as the girl who could speak English well, but my Mandarin was a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; total&lt;/span&gt; different story. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cows jumped over a very blue moon when I very surprisingly scored As for both my Mandarin papers. I am still quite shocked. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shaky-command of Mandarin became even shakier went I went to SMKTM, a national school. I mean, there, I only spoke Mandarin to Rachel and Fui Chen. At home, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;neve&lt;/span&gt;r, unless my brother and I wanted to discuss something that should not be understood by my parents. *wicked laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my state when I arrived at KTT was a bit&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the&lt;/span&gt; sad. I still remember the first day of class. My Chinese classmates ( all of which are Chinese ed) and I were at the small lorong, talking. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Mandarin&lt;/span&gt;. And the conversation went on so fast that I felt quite lost. Ok, very lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then, my Mandarin improved rapidly!!! Speaking Mandarin every day definitely helped, and though I still get called a banana by Lynthia, I persist in my stand.. that I am only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;semi&lt;/span&gt;-banana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have a barter system, my classmates and I, I teach them English, and they to me, Mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I went to Chinese church yesterday, I could actually understand it! Which is a great accomplishment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was my first time in a Methodist Church also, I think. Found the 3-fold Amen and the doxology interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-5236314237711362930?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/5236314237711362930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=5236314237711362930' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/5236314237711362930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/5236314237711362930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/01/being-non-chinese-ed.html' title='being a non-chinese ed'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-2648635242811788538</id><published>2009-01-07T14:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T14:55:16.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the other half</title><content type='html'>" I want a guy who can converse with me about politics, about history. A knowledgeable guy. I like that kind of guy," so said Suraya, ever so wistfully as she sat in front of her small Japanese table, her books sprawled in front of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voice trembling with passion, eyes ablaze with determination, she continued, " He must be able to explain to me Picasso's &lt;em&gt;Guernica&lt;/em&gt;, Van Gogh's &lt;em&gt;Starry Night&lt;/em&gt;, tell me about Gustv Klimt's &lt;em&gt;The Kiss&lt;/em&gt;.. If he can do that, he's the right guy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I guffawed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He must know the fine foods- foie gras, egg hollandaise, Pho Bo, Risotto."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" He should love to shop-know about all the brands."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Fashionable yet pious at heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Tell me 'bout the Big Bang Theory, about Einstein's Theory of Relativity."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" He should be widely read, don't just read what he has to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And..&lt;em&gt;that's&lt;/em&gt; my dream guy.." she sighed dreamily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, she blurted out, " Wait! That sounds exactly like me! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, as we laid ourselves down to sleep, Lynthia started on her ideal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" He must love God first, me second."- said with a voice so full of conviction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tall, dark and handsome."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tough."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*mental image of her ideal*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OH YEAH!!! He must be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLEAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!! " she yelled out suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*mental image smashed*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guffawed again.&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/2775404248210537019-2648635242811788538?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/2648635242811788538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=2648635242811788538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/2648635242811788538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/2648635242811788538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/01/other-half.html' title='the other half'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-4293390540383505845</id><published>2009-01-01T23:13:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T00:29:42.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>family bonding time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Although most blogs now are about the new year and all that, I kind of blogged about 2008 already in &lt;em&gt;'it has been a year'&lt;/em&gt;- so I shall refrain from doing so again. ( I'm sorry if my English sounds a bit refined now, it rubs off because Alicia Chun and I have been chatting like true Brits!-well &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt;~haha).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Port Dickson (&lt;em&gt;again!)&lt;/em&gt; for three days with my family. It was a good family time and I have shamelessly fell in love with the sea, the beach, and the sunsets. ( though PD waters aren't that clean, actually). Ms Photographer has chosen a few pictures of the trip, and here they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286355224683563154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVzoEYvLSJI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Pyjg_nr2c5c/s320/IMG_2582_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mr Driver~ my brother. He stole my shades!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVzntpRF76I/AAAAAAAAAWM/msNsetzBh-w/s1600-h/IMG_2623_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286354833983795106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVzntpRF76I/AAAAAAAAAWM/msNsetzBh-w/s320/IMG_2623_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 'Tis our abode for the vacation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVznkOTp0qI/AAAAAAAAAWE/0BLsjpTV6vs/s1600-h/IMG_2747_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286354672127955618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVznkOTp0qI/AAAAAAAAAWE/0BLsjpTV6vs/s320/IMG_2747_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this walkway. Its very.. very squarish and suitable for camwhoring! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286354399859286514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVznUYBvofI/AAAAAAAAAV8/e6sKYKFbkZA/s320/IMG_2755_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;' Tis the view of the hotel, its quite nice actually=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286354238047602498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVznK9O1R0I/AAAAAAAAAV0/Xdq9twL-RzQ/s320/IMG_2800_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; ' Tis me and my mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286353926540677602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVzm40xy0eI/AAAAAAAAAVs/XerhfHRBE44/s320/IMG_2806_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My parents.. awwww=P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286353617456575618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVzmm1WZtII/AAAAAAAAAVk/xdziocbiuGs/s320/IMG_2880_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; My father is rather.. light. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286353112939506866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVzmJd4KLLI/AAAAAAAAAVU/JGcUFhP0kKA/s320/IMG_2887_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Vandalism in action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286352572305556546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVzlp_2-xEI/AAAAAAAAAVE/i0v3DdyUvZQ/s320/IMG_2897_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; My brother and my mum- (see the tiptoes?=P haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286351507909239362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVzksCrH4kI/AAAAAAAAAU8/x7L2u8KfUKY/s320/IMG_2896_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Poser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286351264549887698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVzkd4Fu3tI/AAAAAAAAAU0/EkPHV9VSuso/s320/IMG_2900_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Piggy back! My brother looks like a horse here! Haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286350506478742386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVzjxwDfK3I/AAAAAAAAAUk/ClqB49xvG2M/s320/IMG_2933_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I love this picture. Naked trees have its appeal. Don't get me wrong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286350155411156178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVzjdUOc7NI/AAAAAAAAAUc/YJg8w6GocwU/s320/IMG_2954_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286349777103045266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVzjHS6xQpI/AAAAAAAAAUU/O1Ar_z8Vz3U/s320/IMG_2969_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286349599088643138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVzi87w1DEI/AAAAAAAAAUM/0_wDXDhB7yM/s320/IMG_2972_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286349016195036402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVzibAUKdPI/AAAAAAAAAUE/x0qYRlVgqWc/s320/IMG_2977_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286348873772065282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVziStv4YgI/AAAAAAAAAT8/6FAIFoMZehk/s320/IMG_2982_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Very 'yeng' lah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286347584097336978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVzhHpVdvpI/AAAAAAAAAT0/pJb6h9_x7VU/s320/IMG_3000_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286346749143586898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVzgXC4-mFI/AAAAAAAAATs/-tCJaSSwqb0/s320/IMG_3011_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286345544293010130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVzfQ6eNytI/AAAAAAAAATM/DWa-pXD7v1I/s320/IMG_3377_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;How great is our God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286346284563607010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVzf8AMereI/AAAAAAAAATc/R3QlmR5sy0s/s320/IMG_3085_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Its a family thing. Those shorts =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286345782009584338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVzfewCQ2tI/AAAAAAAAATU/8cIfLLrdkfk/s320/IMG_3162_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286344396241348450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVzeOFpXp2I/AAAAAAAAAS8/dTjzr83dQuA/s320/IMG_3478_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;What can I say? God's creation is splendid, beautiful! And I love it!=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Cheerio then, and happy new year!=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-4293390540383505845?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/4293390540383505845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=4293390540383505845' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/4293390540383505845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/4293390540383505845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2009/01/family-bonding-time.html' title='family bonding time'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVzoEYvLSJI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Pyjg_nr2c5c/s72-c/IMG_2582_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-3733704365726532598</id><published>2008-12-30T10:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T11:02:34.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guiltily blissful or blissfully guilty?</title><content type='html'>I confess, I came home this time eagerly for the much-needed respite from the &lt;em&gt;busy-ness&lt;/em&gt; of college life, the stress of studies, and the anticipation of my whole family under one roof again for Christmas and the New Year. (not like I have a very big family, haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's the confession -&lt;em&gt;ahem&lt;/em&gt;- I was nerdily planning to do a bit of catching up in my rather slow progress in studies ( when your classmates have neatly handwritten notes of chapters that have like, yet yet yet to come, you a feel, just a little, mind you, &lt;em&gt;just a little&lt;/em&gt; kiasu)=P And there's that Organic Chem stuff that looks quite &lt;em&gt;the&lt;/em&gt; confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've found out, that, year-end holidays was never made, nor intended to, nor created for the horrible purpose of studying, like it or not. Its virtually impossible! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few days, I had crashed Pn Maimon's house with Feli Leow Chun, mamaked with my old friends, visited my cousins, and went out with my family. And I'm going to PD with my similar DNA and blood relations (ie. my family, lol) today, which is like the second time to PD this month- the home of hawaiian shorts! &lt;em&gt;Lol&lt;/em&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have resigned to the fact that, yes, its quite the impossible to study this holidays=) And I shall blissfully put the fact that my next exam is in January out of my mind, nevermind the constellation of ten or eleven pimples smack right in the middle of my forehead=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I feel guilty?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-3733704365726532598?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/3733704365726532598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=3733704365726532598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/3733704365726532598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/3733704365726532598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2008/12/guiltily-blissful-or-blissfully-guilty.html' title='guiltily blissful or blissfully guilty?'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-8069128969185333285</id><published>2008-12-25T22:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T23:21:54.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>met hopes and fears</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVOdh7QhMAI/AAAAAAAAASE/kZPkT464zsM/s1600-h/03-12-08_1217.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hopes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;fears&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt; in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Thee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tonight&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;How poignant the thought, that indeed, through all of time, all our hopes, all our dreams, all our fears, every little or big thing we hold dear finds its answer and is met in God, who fills that God-shaped hole in our hearts, that nothing other than Him will ever, ever satisfy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"For today in the town of David a Savior has been born for you, who is Christ the Lord."-Luke 2:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blessed Christmas! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-8069128969185333285?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/8069128969185333285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=8069128969185333285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/8069128969185333285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/8069128969185333285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2008/12/met-hopes-and-fears.html' title='met hopes and fears'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-7007692173561255513</id><published>2008-12-24T22:15:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T23:22:05.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a bounty of bloggables</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ever since 11th Dec, I've been in such a whirlwind of activity and so, haven't blogged for a while. Got so much to blog about, so many pictures to post up. Below is what I squeezed in=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;1) LSC Church Children's Camp&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283363897871439314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVJHeP_AFdI/AAAAAAAAAQU/uWSxPLuzb-4/s400/12-12-08_1509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- It was great fun. The children learnt teamwork, and about the Quest, searching and finding God in all that we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;2) My belated birthday celebration from ALL 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- every month my class will celebrate that month's babies. And I'm the only one in December- so there's this humongous 1.5 kg rich chocolate cake. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283364589513330082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVJIGgjRzaI/AAAAAAAAAQc/3TvBvtrShVA/s400/15-12-08_2148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;- That's me cutting the cake by the way, sorry if you can't see my face that well. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;3) Christmas Night '08 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283364925867476274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVJIaFkWxTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/J2j6RG9vaYc/s400/17-12-08_2016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283365186962975186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVJIpSOX6dI/AAAAAAAAAQs/KOcu6j4F1go/s400/17-12-08_1931.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;This was CF's Christmas Night,all ablaze in red and green. Cool, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;4) Malacca!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I was invited to parasite Jun Mei and her housemates over the weekend. The Nyonya brought us around, where we ate a lot, walked a lot, and did a bit of birthday/ Christmas shopping. I've been to Malacca lots of times, but this is the first from the eyes of a tourist. Likey! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283365542384150866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVJI9-RYqVI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/fupSHDgQ-qk/s400/19-12-08_1934.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the famed satay celup! Its delicioousssss.. *yums* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283365909925824546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVJJTXeJiCI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/yeJe8eeohXA/s400/19-12-08_2316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The view from the Malacca jetty. That's the Eye On Malaysia, by the way, now in Malacca. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283366752538656322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVJKEacs_kI/AAAAAAAAARM/gsvqo-Wiue8/s400/20-12-08_2348.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Malacca and George Town girls feeling proud. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283367142486485426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVJKbHHgqbI/AAAAAAAAARU/C6opARqT4dk/s400/20-12-08_2212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is the &lt;em&gt;bestest&lt;/em&gt; ice kacang in the world! Served at one of the shops along Jonker's Street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283367970993330834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVJLLVi72pI/AAAAAAAAARc/qOkad6vYSsA/s400/DSC02645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The five of us- Sylvia, me, Christine, Jun Mei, Hui Fen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283368673432219474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVJL0OVar1I/AAAAAAAAARk/vb2RXl8ryzk/s400/20-12-08_2232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Along Jonker's Street- this guy's selling what do you call that- ' chau dao guey' ? Radish cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283369181072927234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVJMRxcZKgI/AAAAAAAAARs/U1XIDNBtqnc/s400/DSC02650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Negarakuuuu... we feel patriotic after visiting Historical Malcca. Lol. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the whole, it was great fun- apart from the malangness on the second day there. -_- so the malu, haha. And I just know Jun Mei will blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) My even-more belated birthday clebration at Pizza Hut &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283369784618127378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVJM050yEBI/AAAAAAAAAR0/QJS5KyVQJ2A/s400/DSC02765.JPG" border="0" /&gt; As tradition would have it, my housemates organised this 'escapade' to Pizza Hut with 6 other people via a rented van=) Lol. I'm touched. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283370173043426946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVJNLg0lxoI/AAAAAAAAAR8/GwCuOIBk4ik/s400/DSC02773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Being blur, I didn't see Jun Mei sneaking out to go to Secret Recipe next door. But I did see her coming in with the not-yet lighted cheese cake and Lynthia hurrying to light it. Lol. Thanks so much, guys!=) And the Nyonya+ housemates also bought me shades from Malacca!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having your birthday in December means you have a birth&lt;em&gt;month&lt;/em&gt;, not a birthd&lt;em&gt;ay&lt;/em&gt;. You get birthday wishes all through the month, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is reminds me, not to forget the birthday of One most precious of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio=) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Christmas post coming up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-7007692173561255513?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/7007692173561255513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=7007692173561255513' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/7007692173561255513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/7007692173561255513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2008/12/bounty-of-bloggables.html' title='a bounty of bloggables'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SVJHeP_AFdI/AAAAAAAAAQU/uWSxPLuzb-4/s72-c/12-12-08_1509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-7371821602213221388</id><published>2008-12-15T15:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T15:50:34.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post-holidays=(</title><content type='html'>At the time where everyone leaves camp to return for another blessed two to three weeks of holidays, (such wondrous bliss), I drag my feet back to college for a new semester. LSC's Childrens' Camp was great. And of course, I didn't go as a kid. -_- I went as a Guardian. (Wahhh..)=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its back to full days of classes,having variations of fried rice for dinner every day, and super oily food for lunch. =( ( Btw I heard that one of the cafes is being kicked out and a real mamak stall is moving in!!) Yay!- I look forward to naans and teh ais... Bliss. And oh, three days a week I'm going to have Moral Studies at 6-7pm!! So the sad. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll get used to this routine again I guess. Looking forward to Christmas! Can't wait. And.... advertisement here- KTT's CF will have a Christmas Night this Wednesday, so all are welcome!=) It'll be great fun with Christmas carols, gifts etc etc. So come come come!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all now, got to go for Maths. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-7371821602213221388?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/7371821602213221388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=7371821602213221388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/7371821602213221388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/7371821602213221388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2008/12/post-holidays.html' title='post-holidays=('/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-6374833258700269353</id><published>2008-12-10T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:54:25.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm technologically-handicapped</title><content type='html'>I hate technology! Detest, abhor, dislike, and am utterly revolted and disgusted by it!=( There there.. I feel better, haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't really abhor it, technology admittedly is quite cool, but I'm sadly irrevocably and irreversibly and terribly bad at it. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I had the skills of a computer wizard. *wishful thinking* . Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me some time to figure out how to put this video on my blog. Well, I didn't really figure it out, 'cause my multitalented roommate Lynthia showed me the way. Hehe=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a really really cool video from Godtube, a Christian version of Youtube. Its really awesome, especially if you like um- art and/or Stephen Curtis Chapman.=) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://godtube.com/flvplayer.swf" FlashVars="viewkey=810f98b08e8d8a5f1705" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="330" height="270" name="godtube" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool yeah? Who wants to 'yodel a response'? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-6374833258700269353?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/6374833258700269353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=6374833258700269353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/6374833258700269353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/6374833258700269353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='i&apos;m technologically-handicapped'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-8394527487378406127</id><published>2008-12-06T16:22:00.035+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T12:35:22.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eighteen years</title><content type='html'>I turned 18 today, but a few didn't get to celebrate another birthday again. There was a landslide at Bukit Antarabangsa early this morning, and so far, 3 people have been killed. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like super blur, because I didn't read the paper, so when I heard of it, I immediately thought of Suraya and Rachel. Thank God both of them are safe=) Never felt better hearing that slightly amused-slightly Malay slang voice of Suraya. Haha:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just last night I was chatting with her:- (after 12)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;s.u.r.a.y.a says:&lt;br /&gt;herherherher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;s.u.r.a.y.a says:&lt;br /&gt;nway, happy sweet 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;s.u.r.a.y.a says:&lt;br /&gt;now all of us are old enuf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;j.o.a.n.n.a 韩 says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;s.u.r.a.y.a says:&lt;br /&gt;to do all the illegal things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;s.u.r.a.y.a says:&lt;br /&gt;by tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;s.u.r.a.y.a says:&lt;br /&gt;u can feel the maturity of being 18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;j.o.a.n.n.a 韩 says:&lt;br /&gt;right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;j.o.a.n.n.a 韩 says:&lt;br /&gt;Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;s.u.r.a.y.a says:&lt;br /&gt;ur not a girl now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;j.o.a.n.n.a 韩 says:&lt;br /&gt;tmr is 7 dec!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;s.u.r.a.y.a says:&lt;br /&gt;UR A WOMAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;j.o.a.n.n.a 韩 says:&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;j.o.a.n.n.a 韩 says:&lt;br /&gt;dats wat yasmin smsed me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;s.u.r.a.y.a says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;s.u.r.a.y.a says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;j.o.a.n.n.a 韩 says:&lt;br /&gt;u sound so Old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;s.u.r.a.y.a says:&lt;br /&gt;well, we're not old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;s.u.r.a.y.a says:&lt;br /&gt;we're wiser now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;s.u.r.a.y.a says:&lt;br /&gt;i mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;s.u.r.a.y.a says:&lt;br /&gt;im wiser now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;s.u.r.a.y.a says:&lt;br /&gt;like yoda u noe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;s.u.r.a.y.a says:&lt;br /&gt;ho ho ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;j.o.a.n.n.a 韩 says:&lt;br /&gt;haha ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;s.u.r.a.y.a says:&lt;br /&gt;dun b naughty k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;s.u.r.a.y.a says:&lt;br /&gt;dun let me caught u climbing smktm gate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;j.o.a.n.n.a 韩 says:&lt;br /&gt;right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;j.o.a.n.n.a 韩 says:&lt;br /&gt;ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;j.o.a.n.n.a 韩 says:&lt;br /&gt;i wont la Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;j.o.a.n.n.a 韩 says:&lt;br /&gt;k... goodnight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;s.u.r.a.y.a says:&lt;br /&gt;goodnight dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;s.u.r.a.y.a says:&lt;br /&gt;*so motherlike*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ahaha. What a funny coversation from someone trying to brag about being more mature and wiser and all that, as though shes been 18 for a long long time. Made me laugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I went out with Feli, Leow, Sha, Alicia and Rachel to KlCC. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276594217551022914" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STo6e_kCS0I/AAAAAAAAAPI/qBDeKQwPA1k/s400/05-12-08_1410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nice Christmas tree ya? Too bad there wasn't any Christmas carols=(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sha, Alicia and I were early, And HUNGRY. Well I was anyway. Hehe. So we &lt;em&gt;tapau&lt;/em&gt;-ed MCD (Sha~vegetarian rice:P), and since there wasn't a spot we could sit in the human-infested Food Junction, we took a walk to the park outside and had our lunch there! So many lovey-dovey couples and emo emo singles staring at the fountains. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276593644268707122" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STo59n64XTI/AAAAAAAAAO4/xTWdjTtx10w/s400/05-12-08_1250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alicia and Sha decked out for Christmas. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276594001683914578" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STo6SbZTn1I/AAAAAAAAAPA/II1YqivEUkI/s400/05-12-08_1330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alicia, and Sha, both eating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then we met up with Feli, Leow, Rachel inside the packed-squeezed-crowded KLCC. We went to the ring shop- Bausch K. - got my FJLS ring ( Feli, Joanna, Leow, Sha) from Feli, Leow and Sha. Thanks guys!=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276594571462007458" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STo6zl-_WqI/AAAAAAAAAPg/uXkJ2hLITaY/s400/05-12-08_1539.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At the ring shop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then they berpura-pura want to eat sundae at McD there. Haha, Feli disappeared to 'go toilet'. then Sha and Leow both disappeared too. When all three disappear together, well I'm not that blur. Hehe. It happened last year, and of course I had Lynthia's botched surprise and Yasmin's more-successful surprise as reminder. Ahaha. Anyway I continued talking to Rachel and Alicia, laughing our heads off at Rachel's usual antics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276594333898925858" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STo6lw_iZyI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/ixkz9CnfAw0/s400/05-12-08_1520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My stylo manga-looking friend Rachel! (she'll kill me if she sees this, but then I don't think she reads my blog)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol. Then they returned! With a Big Mac and a candle on top! ( Creative right? haha, knowing I love Big macs=) ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276594449080349650" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STo6seE7c9I/AAAAAAAAAPY/VR698giT3vM/s400/05-12-08_1527.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Big Mac, Alicia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276594943099241458" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STo7JOcNg_I/AAAAAAAAAPw/9ixqnEPF14I/s400/DSC02525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Big Mac, me. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And can you believe it, I watched Twilight &lt;em&gt;again&lt;/em&gt;. Haha. Now Sha is in love with the movie too. *bangga*- Then we baliked lo. Thanks all, for the outing=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276594668721358594" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STo65QTbRwI/AAAAAAAAAPo/CFM75rVf0YU/s400/05-12-08_1603.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alicia~ presenting Twilight! (Edward's forehead looks wierd)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And.. thanks for all the smses- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suetingsyazwanjunmeisheauhuoydairshininorayasminsueanndaryljayrick  parvinaselvanleechinevelynfarhanalynthiamichellesyiaoweileowuncledanielfelicia (can find your name there?) Haha. And for the online wishes from surayasarahchun( I don't believe he remembered!-_-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for Kor for sending the lovely card all the way from Kedah (I know I have a present waiting from him ahaha=P), and for calling from Kedah. And Sharlyne- also calling all the way from Kedah. And Sha-all the way from Danau Kota!=P and my sifu-Elise calling from d'na camp!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry if I missed out anyone. Cause technically, my birthday is not over yet. Being 18 feels the same like being 17 though. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats all, cheerio=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-8394527487378406127?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/8394527487378406127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=8394527487378406127' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/8394527487378406127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/8394527487378406127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2008/12/eighteen-years.html' title='eighteen years'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STo6e_kCS0I/AAAAAAAAAPI/qBDeKQwPA1k/s72-c/05-12-08_1410.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-3262480165220611194</id><published>2008-12-03T21:12:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:31:29.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it has been a year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today I was wondering why '3rd of December' seemed so vaguely familiar. Then I remembered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Exactly one year ago I finished the last paper~Bible Knowledge of SPM and walked out of secondary school. (joy!=P) It just seemed like a brief moment ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One year has passed and this year has been one whole rollercoaster of a ride. It was the wildest year ever, nothing was normal, nothing ordinary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275568103855698114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STaVPUKzMMI/AAAAAAAAAOY/J3u8AhgMmeA/s400/IMG_1895_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;With Pn Maimon during Hari Anugerah~ best BM teacher=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275568421499506770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STaVhze_EFI/AAAAAAAAAOg/pUWhcTSSgGk/s400/IMG_1934_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;SMKTM people- I didn't know I was sitting next to Suraya-she seems to be shoving her trophy up my face-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275568799069143954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STaV3yCmg5I/AAAAAAAAAOo/DWVLAjCxgfI/s400/DSC03913_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;SJ9b- at TARC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275565766228649410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STaTHP1FJcI/AAAAAAAAAOI/HthoNRZQgmU/s400/09102008(015)%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;An extremely blur picture of ALL 11- official class pic not out yet, sadly=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I discovered...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) That God does make my wildest hopes and dreams come true (to get JPA to study medicine)&lt;br /&gt;2) That friends are precious, when friendships fade, it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;3) That I can never trust my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;4) That there are benefits of going to a tiny college in an ulu place=)&lt;br /&gt;5) That God is present no matter where we are.&lt;br /&gt;6) That God can use hurt and broken people mightily for His Kingdom~there is no condemnation to those in Christ Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;7) That its fun living in a muhibbah home!=)&lt;br /&gt;8) That a body of Christ is important&lt;br /&gt;9) That I can count on my family to always support, comfort, laugh or cry with me.&lt;br /&gt;10) Lastly, that God is so infinitely concerned in the wellbeing of small insignificant me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call it a jiwang post if you like, I don't care=). My fingers fly as I type this post out. Inspiration? Maybe. I have decided that I have but one Reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times this year I've felt like I'm walking a tightrope, that what I do, or don't do brings a lot of consequences. and I guess life is like that. But we've got to keep our eyes on Jesus, knowing that &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the harder we lean on to God, the stronger we will find Him to be&lt;/span&gt;. (~Joni Earekson Tada, as quoted to me by Alicia).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;" Cool is too small a word, to cheap to describe true greatness. And its what millions of young people live for. Who confronts them with urgency and tears? Who plead with them not to waste their lives? Who takes them by the collar, and loves them enough to show them a life so radical and so real and so costly and Christ-saturated that they will feel the emptiness of their CD collection and their pointless conversations of passing celebrities? Who will waken what lies latent in their souls? A longing not to waste their lives?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh, that young and old would turn off the TV, take a long walk, and dream of feats of courage for a cause ten thousand times more important than American democracy. If we would dream and we would pray, would not God answer? Would He withhold from us a life of joyful love and mercy and sacrifice that magnifies Christ and make people glad in God? I plead with you, as for myself, set your face like flint to join Jesus on the Calvary road. Let us go to Him outside of the camp and bear the reproach he endured. For here we have a lasting city, but we seek the city that is to come. (Heb13:13-14) When they see our sacrificial love-radiant with joy-will they not say, "Christ is great?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Give your lives to science and research, as well as medical missions, to wage war against disease and suffering and display the beauty and power of Christ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;~'Don't Waste Your Life' by John Piper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275569514785470466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STaWhcSq-AI/AAAAAAAAAOw/GlZ_zjdicis/s400/07-09-08_1710.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. I caught up with my old friend Sarah today and we realised we forgot how to do our Kunci Kira-kira and Penyata Pendapatan. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-3262480165220611194?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/3262480165220611194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=3262480165220611194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/3262480165220611194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/3262480165220611194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-has-been-year.html' title='it has been a year'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STaVPUKzMMI/AAAAAAAAAOY/J3u8AhgMmeA/s72-c/IMG_1895_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-1006967180996778294</id><published>2008-12-01T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:45:56.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bon voyage?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Ishhh.. my Razr seems to be getting blurrer and blurrer..don't know why=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274683417367359746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STNwnyLTMQI/AAAAAAAAANI/_w0OH43E3W0/s400/21-11-08_2249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The first senior I met in KTT. One of the most encouraging person I've met. Really really. -I and Sharlyne. ( is 'person' correct grammar? sounds wrong..but 'people' is wierd too, lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274682510696958898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STNvzAkOy7I/AAAAAAAAAMY/SREYddRWITg/s400/04-11-08_1808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Seniors are very encouraging people. Stuck on Li Yan's door.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, we had a farewell for our seniors last last Friday. After AS and A2, before our Final Sem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274683215514204178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STNwcCNweBI/AAAAAAAAAM4/z-oTXPa4dYQ/s400/21-11-08_2026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We even celebrated Bro Chris' birthday.. surprise!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274683342019214498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STNwjZe5vKI/AAAAAAAAANA/mo5ZvbelEaA/s400/21-11-08_2214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Andrew praying with us after his song for the last time. We're all going to miss him-great CF president!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274683599957827634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STNwyaYQoDI/AAAAAAAAANY/XwGiXmu78Kk/s400/21-11-08_2314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After the farewell-we took lots and lots of pictures.- The girls and Andrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274683506475954722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STNws-IcciI/AAAAAAAAANQ/dwIVBVMBXR0/s400/21-11-08_2312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Poland, India, Czech. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274683888824743426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STNxDOff9gI/AAAAAAAAANw/kR7X9rl9cZ8/s400/n625326122_1510995_9937-paint2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;One big family in Christ- (stolen from Jun Mei)- with Uncle Chan and Aunty Elizabeth too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And now.. some other random pics collected from CF, student house and from Nilai Baptist.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274683808246616482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STNw-iULUaI/AAAAAAAAANo/IdBzl4Xdlf0/s400/30-10-08_1924.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sarah and Little Naomi during Bible Studay at the student house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274681875601164450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STNvOCpmCKI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/ImyYoPfxhwQ/s400/02-11-08_1106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Parvina, Lydia and Sue Ting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274686246844673922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STNzMezQr4I/AAAAAAAAAN4/DzfCDLB_DAs/s400/DSC00812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Little Thaddeus reciting Psalms 121 (so cute!!!=) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274683711097490274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STNw44aBS2I/AAAAAAAAANg/RDOs5Pt2avs/s400/23-11-08_1104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The girls at Nilai Baptist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274683115212413554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STNwWMj8mnI/AAAAAAAAAMw/QlZnKfu8V9g/s400/19-10-08_1324.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Joel and Josiah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274682834454452866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STNwF2qCGoI/AAAAAAAAAMo/3DwLXxE8aEo/s400/18-10-08_1718.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Somebody feels left out at the student house. Awww...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274687427932526786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STN0ROsjGMI/AAAAAAAAAOA/ndLDyFs9cbE/s400/12-11-08_2043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Poison Ball-Dangerous but fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;That's all.. going to miss the seniors, especially Sharlyne. All the best people, we'll keep you in our thoughts and prayers. Take care!=) Bon voyage!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Who shall seperate us from the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;love of Christ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? Shall &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;tribulation&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; distress&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; persecution&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; famine&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; nakedness&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; peril&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; sword&lt;/span&gt;? As it is written: " For Your sake we are killed all day long, we are accounted as sheep for the slaughter." Yet in all these things we are &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;more than conquerors&lt;/span&gt; through Him who loved us. For I am persuaded that neither &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;death nor life&lt;/span&gt;, nor &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;angels nor pricipalities nor powers&lt;/span&gt;, nor &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;things present, nor things to come&lt;/span&gt;, nor &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;height&lt;/span&gt; nor &lt;strong&gt;depth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; nor any &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;other created thing&lt;/span&gt;, shall be able to seperate us from the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love of God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which is in Christ Jesus our Lord. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;-Romans 8:35-&lt;/span&gt;39&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Cheerio=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-1006967180996778294?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/1006967180996778294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=1006967180996778294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/1006967180996778294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/1006967180996778294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2008/11/bon-voyage.html' title='bon voyage?'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/STNwnyLTMQI/AAAAAAAAANI/_w0OH43E3W0/s72-c/21-11-08_2249.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-661575951673874826</id><published>2008-11-28T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T21:16:14.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a seremban-ing we would go for yasmin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;it feels good to come home, sit at the table. eat apple crumble with vanilla ice-cream and catch up with my mum=) Melawati air is good. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm back!!! Exams just finished yesterday... so glad I don't need to spend anymore afternoons and nights in the CR, for the time being at least. it was ok &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;... not that easy, not that hard. God's grace was certainly enough for me, enough for us. Like when I couldn't balance my chemical equation, I prayed and suddenly I knew just how to do it. Many amazing testimonies too from Lynthia, Sue Ting, Chai Lian too. God is good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Thanks guys for all the encouragement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273681605255650114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SS_hepPGW0I/AAAAAAAAAKY/RKlunHOcwRg/s400/02-11-08_2219.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is how a Poland-bound student studies for her AS, trusting fully, that with God, nothing is impossible=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273681871145854338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SS_huHwQ5YI/AAAAAAAAAKg/_SwHTcTjWN4/s400/24-11-08_1305.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;No more exams! (for a while)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273682993572661154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SS_ivdHqx6I/AAAAAAAAALA/Flum8Z3KA1g/s400/27-11-08_1407.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The sheer happiness and joy is all over Haziqah's face. Lol, she always look so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273682504109652434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SS_iS9ul-dI/AAAAAAAAAKw/sCwIE5U7WkY/s400/27-11-08_1354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And..we went to Seremban! We went after the last paper, and hung out there. We watched Twilight too! I really liked it, though I haven't read the book (i'm going to this holidays), its really really good. Worth it. Seriously.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273682770410367554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SS_iidxoakI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Vb-i9RumwUI/s400/27-11-08_1405.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the KTM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273683572032953954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SS_jRIDWXmI/AAAAAAAAALQ/8cpL9uL0K10/s400/27-11-08_1817.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; At Kenny Rogers. (Felicia, Haziqah, Lynthia, Suraya)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273683257503415378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SS_i-0VqfFI/AAAAAAAAALI/KFxB_1tXhGY/s400/27-11-08_1816.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; The Blackies:- Jun Mei, Yasmin and I.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273683976538675442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SS_joq9B2PI/AAAAAAAAALY/cMnwe2Rhuy8/s400/27-11-08_1900.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; we celebrated Yasmin's birthday. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273684692433483906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SS_kSV3puII/AAAAAAAAALo/Bl-ODugM7iA/s400/27-11-08_1937.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suraya and I. At VOIR I think. nice mirror, lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273685010232770098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SS_kk1w5_jI/AAAAAAAAALw/uB0AXzi-6xE/s400/DSC02307.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Jun Mei and I. Another nice mirror. I like the lighting! This is from Jun Mei's phone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273684306328395042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SS_j73hBnSI/AAAAAAAAALg/qxTBITfq3ls/s400/27-11-08_1919.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Haziqah and I. So syok sendiri la, we all two. Lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Seremban was a very good destressing activity. Though we didn't have that much time in our hands, and though the going back part was a tad scary, haha, it was great fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept the best for last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy birthday yasmin!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273682198738068546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SS_iBMIVZEI/AAAAAAAAAKo/oIBrO4zxbT8/s400/25-10-08_1130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273685303436525954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SS_k16CIQYI/AAAAAAAAAL4/EJkV6v34RDo/s400/28-11-08_1201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273685477891126754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SS_lAD7WNeI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Xdk2AOHUIi8/s400/DSC01934.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273685955442652162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SS_lb28gNAI/AAAAAAAAAMI/jOyt7sRL3pY/s400/Photo000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being one of the sweetest-natured person I've met. Nothing can make you angry seriously. Haha, thanks for everything, being a part of the Most Muhibbah Apartment in KTT! We love you! Have a great year ahead, God bless! (see..no horrible pictures of you!=P)Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.. cheerio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. I'll blog about the cf seniors' farewell soon=) stay tuned! (just as Lynthia will say)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-661575951673874826?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/661575951673874826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=661575951673874826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/661575951673874826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/661575951673874826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2008/11/seremban-ing-we-would-go-for-yasmin.html' title='a seremban-ing we would go for yasmin'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SS_hepPGW0I/AAAAAAAAAKY/RKlunHOcwRg/s72-c/02-11-08_2219.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-4344561518980391981</id><published>2008-11-17T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T12:45:22.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>psalms 23 - for students:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Lord is my Tutor, I shall not worry &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He maketh me to settle down in strange libraries &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He leadeth me to reference materials &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He restoreth my wakefulness in class &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yea, tho’ I walk through classrooms and sleepy lectures &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I will fear no failure, for Thou art with me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thy whispers and Thy encouragements, they comfort me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Notes and formulae before me in the imminence of my examination &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thou annointest my mind with oil, my preparation runneth over &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Surely goodness and merciful results shall follow me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;All the days of my course, and I shall serve in the fellowship &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Of the Lord in school and forever more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-4344561518980391981?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/4344561518980391981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=4344561518980391981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/4344561518980391981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/4344561518980391981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2008/11/psalms-23-for-students.html' title='psalms 23 - for students:)'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-3065946764139739711</id><published>2008-11-15T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T23:41:42.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>making taman melawati famous</title><content type='html'>Meeting people from all over Malaysia, this is a conversation that will always take place, somehow or another. And each time I feel more and more barbarian. Lol. Let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;So, where are you from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Um, KL! ( KL rocks!:) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ohhh..so can go back every week la. Which part?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Taman Melawati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Where's that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Um, its the outskirts of KL. Like the border between KL and Selangor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Oh, you mean like Damansara! Somewhere there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;... no no... its no where near Damansara, not at all. Have you heard of Bukit Tabuh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Er..no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Its... um... *racks brain* (and i ALWAYS say this) its near Zoo Negara! *genius!* (see what I mean about barbarian!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ohhhhhh... *knowingly* I see:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Pheww...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does no one know where Taman Melawati is??:( For the fun of it, I googled 'taman melawati', and this is what I found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taman Melawati is a self-contained town within the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Malaysian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; capital, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kuala Lumpur&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;. It is administrated by Majlis Perbandaran Ampang Jaya (MPAJ). Many local celebrities and politicians are known to reside here. The &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;International School of Kuala Lumpur (Elementary Campus)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; and the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Malaysian Institute of Art&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; (MIA) are located in this town. There is also a private hospital, Damai Service Hospital, and a clubhouse, Kklub, in this town. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Zoo Negara,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; the national zoo, is located nearby. One of the hills in this town, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bukit Tabur&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;, is a popular hiking spot while the main entrance of the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Klang Gates Dam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; is found in this town.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should memorise this and spout it out whenever someone asks me where Taman Melawati is. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I thought of something better. Aha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Taman Melawati was once where KTT was, long long ago&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to put some pics of beloved ol' melawati but my com hates me:( Oh well. maybe some other time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-3065946764139739711?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/3065946764139739711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=3065946764139739711' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/3065946764139739711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/3065946764139739711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2008/11/making-taman-melawati-famous.html' title='making taman melawati famous'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-2276977514636235841</id><published>2008-11-09T06:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T08:08:57.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(cake+flour+water)(on a birthday)=trouble</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYfDoAbCNI/AAAAAAAAAII/XxRXP0JTo3w/s1600-h/07-11-08_1807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYfDoAbCNI/AAAAAAAAAII/XxRXP0JTo3w/s400/07-11-08_1807.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266430961395632338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was such a beautiful day. The sun shone brightly, the sky looked its best, everything was just so peaceful, so serene. Who knew what trouble loomed ahead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYlLwtAsDI/AAAAAAAAAKI/srhu9ACJz9k/s1600-h/07-11-08_1804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYlLwtAsDI/AAAAAAAAAKI/srhu9ACJz9k/s400/07-11-08_1804.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266437698238853170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Was a swordfight an omen of what was going to happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYhfwbMkmI/AAAAAAAAAKA/pXELh0KUG_8/s1600-h/07-11-08_1946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYhfwbMkmI/AAAAAAAAAKA/pXELh0KUG_8/s400/07-11-08_1946.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266433643715007074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What on earth happened to the Birthday Girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYfKbZxrSI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Ccq47kGHtMk/s1600-h/07-11-08_1837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYfKbZxrSI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Ccq47kGHtMk/s400/07-11-08_1837.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266431078271397154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Housemates (also the masterminds), classmates, close friends and CF friends of lil' Hui Fen, also fondly known as 'Mummy', ganged up together for something less than innocent. Armed with bottles of water, and two bottles of brownish stuff that had&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ikan bilis&lt;/span&gt; right at the bottom (ewwww), we lurked behind the abandoned shoplots, waiting for The Birthday Girl to appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYoD94aHGI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/2lBIvuECE0A/s1600-h/07-11-08_1840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYoD94aHGI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/2lBIvuECE0A/s400/07-11-08_1840.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266440862872247394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Us photographers taking a picture together. (me, Li Yan, Chai Lian, Sarah, and a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sesated&lt;/span&gt; Joel)-notice how clean we look? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYfZ_spQFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dMmWeSE9be0/s1600-h/07-11-08_1843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYfZ_spQFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/dMmWeSE9be0/s400/07-11-08_1843.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266431345712250962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Photographer No1:- Sarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYfxKYslJI/AAAAAAAAAIo/QZRRxVhI8Ds/s1600-h/07-11-08_1848.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYfxKYslJI/AAAAAAAAAIo/QZRRxVhI8Ds/s400/07-11-08_1848.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266431743718364306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christine, Daniel The Cake Protector, Li Ying and Jun Mei with the scrumplicious cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYgL4P1OrI/AAAAAAAAAIw/QuziR1V02bc/s1600-h/07-11-08_1855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYgL4P1OrI/AAAAAAAAAIw/QuziR1V02bc/s400/07-11-08_1855.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266432202705812146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soon, The Birthday Girl appeared. Everyone attacked and ran after her. (save those with a kind heart, because 'Mummy' is just so nice that it feels so wrong to attack her, even on her birthday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYgV6H1_lI/AAAAAAAAAI4/-KqrnCqQBqI/s1600-h/07-11-08_1903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYgV6H1_lI/AAAAAAAAAI4/-KqrnCqQBqI/s400/07-11-08_1903.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266432375007870546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So we turned onto one another. (see the ice-cream man watching and laughing? Haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYgcVN0f4I/AAAAAAAAAJA/c29POLNUoDg/s1600-h/07-11-08_1915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYgcVN0f4I/AAAAAAAAAJA/c29POLNUoDg/s400/07-11-08_1915.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266432485359910786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The drenched Birthday Girl and me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYgkvbrweI/AAAAAAAAAJI/0XSlK7YzoX4/s1600-h/07-11-08_1919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYgkvbrweI/AAAAAAAAAJI/0XSlK7YzoX4/s400/07-11-08_1919.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266432629836333538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then chaos reigned when flour was introduced. (Joanne looking evil)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYhHKJ6sCI/AAAAAAAAAJo/CiK1m6e7_Wo/s1600-h/07-11-08_1932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYhHKJ6sCI/AAAAAAAAAJo/CiK1m6e7_Wo/s400/07-11-08_1932.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266433221125124130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Attack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYgtOcYZ5I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wyuT0UlzeBg/s1600-h/07-11-08_1925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYgtOcYZ5I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wyuT0UlzeBg/s400/07-11-08_1925.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266432775599712146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even Photographer No2:- Li Yan is not spared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYg4lhlKBI/AAAAAAAAAJY/o9WvosuuSjA/s1600-h/07-11-08_1926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYg4lhlKBI/AAAAAAAAAJY/o9WvosuuSjA/s400/07-11-08_1926.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266432970774095890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lynthia looking her happiest with flour all over her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYg_Y2SpyI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A0Rn6AqsVV0/s1600-h/07-11-08_1931.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYg_Y2SpyI/AAAAAAAAAJg/A0Rn6AqsVV0/s400/07-11-08_1931.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266433087630386978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two very grubby looking people:- Joey and Shawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYhO84YP-I/AAAAAAAAAJw/nWSf5Z3awKs/s1600-h/07-11-08_1938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYhO84YP-I/AAAAAAAAAJw/nWSf5Z3awKs/s400/07-11-08_1938.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266433355000856546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jun Mei looking rather mournful after being attacked by Joel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYhYmy8ihI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/UvqryToRdqk/s1600-h/07-11-08_1940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYhYmy8ihI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/UvqryToRdqk/s400/07-11-08_1940.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266433520871180818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I is with a very old lady:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Happy Birthday Hui Fen! Hope you enjoyed yourself, God bless!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-2276977514636235841?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/2276977514636235841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=2276977514636235841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/2276977514636235841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/2276977514636235841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2008/11/cakeflourwatershaving-cream-on.html' title='(cake+flour+water)(on a birthday)=trouble'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SRYfDoAbCNI/AAAAAAAAAII/XxRXP0JTo3w/s72-c/07-11-08_1807.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-4293503941984732245</id><published>2008-11-04T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T13:24:39.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so nerdifying</title><content type='html'>When my brother came with my parents to visit me at KTT about two months ago, he said that &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;ASEAN scholars are scholars but don't look like scholars. But JPA scholars are scholars and look exactly like scholars. Scholar-looking=nerd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, two months later, I'm beginning to think there's some truth in that. Of course, there are exceptions (like me! hahaha:P), well there actually quite a lot of exceptions, but the atmosphere is thick with nerdifying-ness. Lol. Everyone is studying like their exam is a week, or even a day away. The library is always occupied, the classrooms and lecture halls are never ever empty, even at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't have to worry for the sense of urgency to come and grab you to study. Its right there, &lt;em&gt;haunting, luring, oppressing, supressing, depressing&lt;/em&gt;. Haha, so drama. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back about two weeks ago, I was still feeling super lazy, and even when I tried studying I couldn't concentrate. I tied it down to two main reasons:&lt;br /&gt;1) The tempting computer at the library. Haha obsession with how many hits my 'bang bang' counter is not good. Not good at all.&lt;br /&gt;2) Distracting friends. Not to blame them, but the juiciest converations and stories just seem to pop out when you have to study. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only two solutions I could think of:&lt;br /&gt;1) Send a virus to all the computers, -which I have no idea how. :(&lt;br /&gt;2) Terminate all my friends (muahahaha), -but 'thou shalt not murder', so that's impossible too. Which then leaves me with no solutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you think of the academic report that will be sent to your parents, and the A-s you want to get (A is 90 above!!! :S) , and the super duper hard internal papers,there's bound to be pressure. Thus, the sense of urgency has arrived, but being able to remember and understand all that I study is totally another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said all that, JPA scolars are NOT nerds (save a precious few, hehe), we still have time to jog, eat at the cafe, talk and talk and talk, go out, have other activities, plan birthdays etc etc. Thank God, if not for Him, not for CF, not for church, I'll probably have gone nuts at the pressure long ago. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheero, and take care!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-4293503941984732245?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/4293503941984732245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=4293503941984732245' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/4293503941984732245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/4293503941984732245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-nerdifying.html' title='so nerdifying'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-373676011117216238</id><published>2008-10-30T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T15:40:47.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a Friend in high places</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Who has measured the waters in the hollow of his hand, or with the breadth of his hand marked off the heavens? Who has held the dust of the earth in a basket, or weighed the mountains on the scales and the hills in a balance? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Who has understood the mind of the Lord, or instructed him as his counselor? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Whom did the Lord consult to enlighten him, and who taught him the right way? Who was it that taught him knowledge or showed him the path of understanding? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Surely the nations are like a drop in a bucket; they are regarded as dust on the scales; he weighs the islands as though they were fine dust. -Isaiah 40:12-15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded yesterday of God's very very awesomeness. Was early at CF and was feeling rather on a low and nervy cause I felt I needed to study, and I couldn't find time to do it. Cause we had only a small group yesterday, Sue Ting got a few of us to share. Very reluctantly, I agreed. Haha. You know I don't like, correction, (absolutely abhor) public speaking. But anyway, I thought, just do it. Was listening to Sue Ting's MP3, and the song was " Our God is an Awesome God" by Hillsong Kids (so cute!!!:) haha). That brought me to this chapter above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;What is man that You are mindful of him, the son of man that you care for him? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-Psalms 8:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what I realised was that though God is just so so so awesome, great and indescribable, He still cares about the minutest details about us. He could have concerned Himself totally with His great and majestic powers and chose to spin galaxies and do other cool stuff, yet He chooses to hear our softly-spoken whisper. He hears our cry. And He cares. So so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;He tends his flock like a shepherd: He gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them close to his heart; He gently leads those that have young. -Isaiah 40:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How mind-blowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I think is my set of problems can never be greater than God's greatness. Though I struggle with the 17 sets of Maths internal papers to finish (no kidding!), lots of self-studying for Chem and Physics that have to be done, (feel breathless already thinking about that, lol), I've got to keep my eyes on Him who is just so plain awesome!:), who will help me through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go do Maths now...cheerio!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-373676011117216238?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/373676011117216238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=373676011117216238' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/373676011117216238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/373676011117216238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2008/10/friend-in-high-places.html' title='a Friend in high places'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-7394322993247725246</id><published>2008-10-27T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T13:30:09.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of cheesy movies and gross teeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SQVKLouKDzI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Mm2_74EcjsQ/s1600-h/25-10-08_1206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261693303422324530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SQVKLouKDzI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Mm2_74EcjsQ/s400/25-10-08_1206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Suraya becoming a &lt;em&gt;tiang lampu&lt;/em&gt;. Haha. (sorry, your face a little blurry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Wildcats sprint out of the lockers, completely hyped up and energized after Mr Bolton's (their coach) emo speech of making the last 16 minutes on the court, in a Wildcat uniform count.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then they break into song and dance about '16 minutes'. Haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The atmosphere became quieter suddenly. The fans at the bleachers stopped yelling their heads off. Suddenly Gabriella in a white dress rises slowly from the bleachers, and starts singing to Troy, and he sings back. Then, they win. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yasmin ( an hour ago) : I can't believe it! We're going to watch High School Musical 3????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Suraya: Yeah, they're all kids!* :S *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes they were. The whole cinema was full of kids, from 4-14 years in age. The oldest were the parents. And then, us. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, my housemates and I went to Pavillion/Bukit Bintang and we watched High School Musical 3. Lol. Well, It's a gazzzilion times better than the 2nd one, but still the 1st one is miles better. Suraya enjoyed it, after her initial scepticism :P Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261693507510722290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SQVKXhAn3vI/AAAAAAAAAH4/96EO8wdYiOw/s400/25-10-08_1209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But it was very cheesy, I think, cheesier than the pasta we ate at Pasta Mania. Lol. (my brother watched it at Butterworth, and he liked it!!!!Lol.) but it wasn't that bad la, quite a few songs were quite good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261692542657590178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SQVJfWptc6I/AAAAAAAAAHg/3MVIsarlyho/s400/25-10-08_1129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261692838737142338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SQVJwlok4kI/AAAAAAAAAHo/dG39ircNJoY/s400/25-10-08_1142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261692329007375602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SQVJS6vh5PI/AAAAAAAAAHY/Dlfeld9Oy2w/s400/25-10-08_1118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261692054376043762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SQVJC7qUVPI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/pwR_fnz9BtY/s400/25-10-08_1029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely different note, (VERY VERY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;do you wanna be a dentist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do, think twice!:P&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261691770660105218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SQVIyavKrAI/AAAAAAAAAHI/wsO6AD8Kmg4/s400/24-10-08_1739.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are about 200 plus extracted tooths ( I mean, teeth) in this container. Haha. Gross or not?&lt;br /&gt;My brother needed these teeth for his practical, so my mum helped to get some from the dentist and soaked it in mouthwash. Cool, &lt;em&gt;non&lt;/em&gt;?:P&lt;br /&gt;If you are freaking out, don't become a dentist!&lt;br /&gt;And to Suraya, Lynthia, Yasmin, Hanisah, Shawn, Chai Lian, Christine and all you dentistry people, hope this picture increased your passion for teeth!:P&lt;br /&gt;For me, I'm glad I chose medicine. Haha. Not that I won't see this, but I'll see more than these. :)&lt;br /&gt;Lol.. that's all for now,&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio!:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ps. Suraya!!! A lot of pics of you le! haha.. happy now?:P none barbarian-looking somemore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-7394322993247725246?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/7394322993247725246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=7394322993247725246' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/7394322993247725246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/7394322993247725246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2008/10/of-cheesy-movies-and-gross-teeth.html' title='of cheesy movies and gross teeth'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SQVKLouKDzI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Mm2_74EcjsQ/s72-c/25-10-08_1206.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-1296729911157930730</id><published>2008-10-24T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T19:20:25.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>snap snap</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to post up some pictures here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260668958954145586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SQGmi8NixzI/AAAAAAAAAFg/suAWbgMMrtg/s400/13-10-08_1800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may look so cool like pro netball players, but aren't looks deceiving? Anyway, glad Suraya's wound is healing, no worries:) Her scar looks pretty cool too. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260669548500943170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SQGnFQcdAUI/AAAAAAAAAFo/chHh8GnCm0Y/s400/Photo0035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this picture! We were practicing before the match..I think Yasmin took this picture with her new Samsung. Lol. Hanisah is the one jumping, our star player. (way to go, mei mei! haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260669944321951730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SQGncS_iR_I/AAAAAAAAAFw/1bGMd_jxEr8/s400/17-10-08_1316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260670382446399714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SQGn1zIi0OI/AAAAAAAAAF4/vn-j4kLvTNc/s400/17-10-08_1321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what happened one week ago when there was no water in KTT. (Illegal sandminers causes 3 main pipes to burst in Sepang -_-).Agnes and Li Yan were carrying the pail of water from one end to the other end of college. Desperate people in dire need of water do desperate things. Lol. The fire extinguisher was used to get water too, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260670859964900610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SQGoRmB05QI/AAAAAAAAAGA/JJJhbtUds40/s400/18-10-08_2306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was in the student house, practicing for Sunday's worship. (the electronic drums are so cool!-Shawn, Chai Lian, Andrew, Daniel, Li Yan, Hui Fen, Christine, Eric, Sarah and Charles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260671580145624866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SQGo7g6SpyI/AAAAAAAAAGI/DQDkVA2iySc/s400/18-10-08_1829.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I like this picture, haha. Reminiscing old days. (Chuah and Joel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260672198421540946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SQGpfgKwcFI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/A8eFBjv4Phs/s400/18-10-08_1755.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We played Frisbee too. Very amatuerly. Haha. (The frisbee is somewhere out of sight, high in the air, lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260672869631049506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SQGqGknkvyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/d9rtdYb8eYc/s400/19-10-08_1101.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The KTT Worship Team praying before the praise and worship started. (Li Yan, Hui Fen, Andrew, Daniel, Sue Ting, Charles)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260673717481640738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SQGq37G6EyI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Tljg8NUQFEc/s400/23-10-08_1909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is a few of the CF members walking into Nilai College for combined CF last night. Nilai College is just. so. posh. (relatively). And their naan is so delicious!!! *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now, cheerio..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-1296729911157930730?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/1296729911157930730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=1296729911157930730' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/1296729911157930730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/1296729911157930730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2008/10/snap-snap.html' title='snap snap'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SQGmi8NixzI/AAAAAAAAAFg/suAWbgMMrtg/s72-c/13-10-08_1800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-5884675812884108136</id><published>2008-10-20T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T13:53:55.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love water</title><content type='html'>Zombie-looking people with parched lips, croaking throats and feeble hands stagger towards the truck supplying much-needed, long-awaited water, with their empty pails dragged on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;Ok..I wasn't one of them, cause I passed by them in the car with Sue Ting, back to Taman Melawati, where waters abound and such a thing as &lt;em&gt;kemarau&lt;/em&gt; is never heard of. :)&lt;br /&gt;Since Thursday, there was no water in all of Sepang and a few areas around it. ishhh..&lt;br /&gt;But fortunately, we were offered to stay in the student house owned by Nilai Baptist, where there was a lot of water!:)&lt;br /&gt;The time there was crazy, fun, awakening, yet sobering at the same time. Lots happened, and KTT led worship in Nilai Baptist on Sunday! (good job, guys!)&lt;br /&gt;Will post up pictures later..it takes too long too upload pictures sadly, and I've got to go back to KTT soon (the water is back! Thank God).&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-5884675812884108136?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/5884675812884108136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=5884675812884108136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/5884675812884108136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/5884675812884108136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-water.html' title='i love water'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-5753538578583682319</id><published>2008-10-16T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T10:43:23.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the brutality of it all</title><content type='html'>Netball can be a brutal game. Super bloody.&lt;br /&gt;And no, I am not cussing. Haha. It was literally very bloody.&lt;br /&gt;A few of us, Suraya, Jun Mei, Anis, Sheih Nee, Hanisah, Sue Ting decided to embarass ourselves and join the netball competition here at KTT. Haha, only Hanisah and Anis, plus Nadia later, actually ever played competitively before. Thus, it went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;*whistle blows*&lt;br /&gt;Foul! Gerak kaki! Body Contact! Etc etc.... And more whistle blowing.&lt;br /&gt;First day was bad, we lost 10-2. hehe..Hanisah was our only solace, scoring two goals, and..just playing superbly! (proud of you, small girl!)&lt;br /&gt;Second day was worst...&lt;br /&gt;Lets just say, Suraya is back home now with five stitches on her forehead, and I have a cut on my knee (though its nothing compared to hers!)&lt;br /&gt;Lol... get well soon Suraya! We'll get our revenge next year! :P&lt;br /&gt;I must be kidding.&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio:)&lt;br /&gt;ps. Happy Birthday Michelle! :) All the best in your coming year, glad God gave you as my cousin, and God bless!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-5753538578583682319?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/5753538578583682319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=5753538578583682319' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/5753538578583682319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/5753538578583682319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2008/10/brutality-of-it-all.html' title='the brutality of it all'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-5744657157266259938</id><published>2008-10-10T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T19:03:26.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a teaching experience</title><content type='html'>It was really an experience of itself. And lol, I could be all jiwang and say something like :- “ &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this experience totally changed my perspective of the teaching career, my heart overflows with gratitude and thankfulness to all my teachers having poured so much of their lives, toil and sweat, not mentioning energy, just to bring the light of education into the darkest recesses of our uneducated hearts and minds&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;” Lol. But then Suraya would be haunting in the background, going all.."this girl ah..so jiwang, I told you so hahaha..” Thus, to foil that evil plan or wicked budding thought of hers, I shall proceed to tell my story, my perspective, in my own way. Anyway, jiwang or not, its in my words okay...so I don’t care la. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, Last Monday and Tuesday, I followed a group of thirty-forty students or so to our very own sekolah angkat (yes, KTT has a sekolah angkat), for some programme called &lt;em&gt;Pecut PMR&lt;/em&gt; or something like that. Anyway each of us were assigned with three students to tutor for the two days we were there. We did Maths on the first day, and Science on the second day. What we did was that actually we went through a few past year papers with our students, and taught them from there. (Goodness I almost forgot that we did PMR in 2005, so finally after like three years, I saw those same papers we sat for again).These students actually paid the school ten bucks for these programme, and they were those who had failed or barely passed Science and Maths for their PMR trials. The programme was actually aimed just to help them pass, not to score an A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My students, (waaaa I sound so teacher-like, haha) were very weak in Maths. (if only Mrs Ng could give them a few lessons:P) Because their school was overpopulated, they weren’t given enough attention from their teachers, I guess. It was very exhausting teaching Maths because we had to go right to the basics to teach them again. And its draining explaining Maths for about seven hours. But it was rewarding because my students now can do Pythagoras Theorem! And they now know what’s locus.. :) (lol, I can go on boasting about them), but I just hope they got something useful out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The second day was more relaxing, where we taught Science. While they were weak in Maths, their Science was much much better. But there was the language barrier, they couldn’t phrase what they knew into proper English words. These students have so much potential and they do have bright minds, but their problem with English was what caused their grades to slip. Now I actually do understand why some champion the cause of changing the teaching of Science and Maths back into BM again. Before this I was totally against it ever going back to BM because I just thought English is so much better, and I still do, but its like now I can symphatise with them because I saw with my own eyes that English was their main problem, not Science. I mean, one of my students could actually tell me how oxygen combines with haemoglobin all that in BM, (which is very very impressive), but when she tried in English, she couldn't. (I, on the other hand had a problem with teaching in BM, lol) The two days, I spoke BM non-stop haha, it didn’t help that I never learned Science or Maths in BM either. A few of us had the problem of finding the right words while explaining. Like my students didn’t know what concentration or saturation was, and I couldn’t find the BM word for it, (which was &lt;em&gt;kepekatan&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;tepu&lt;/em&gt; by the way), so I launched into an explanation of what concentration was by using the analogy of orange juice). Lol. Other times it was something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Daniel: Eh, Joanna, how to say wax in BM?&lt;br /&gt;Joanna: Er...lilin?&lt;br /&gt;Daniel: Then what about candle?&lt;br /&gt;Joanna: Lilin...&lt;br /&gt;Daniel: Then how do I tell them that a candle is made from wax?&lt;br /&gt;Joanna: Lilin diperbuat daripada lilin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haha. But teaching them was fun though...I hope they will be able to get something good for their PMR. Going back to KTT, when my friends asked me to do a question, I automatically started explaining in BM, haha. Old habits die hard. not that this habit was that old, but still..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok, pictures!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255464596712763570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SO8pNMC0sLI/AAAAAAAAAEI/O540nkirVVs/s400/06-10-08_0836.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is the school!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255471724767945426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SO8vsGHnItI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/U11Yz5LkY6w/s400/06-10-08_0843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ms Syaza giving some instructions to us students&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255473392680306738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SO8xNLk6CDI/AAAAAAAAAE4/b0jutrGkKnI/s400/06-10-08_1508.jpg" border="0" /&gt;studying atmosphere in the hall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255471996141176770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SO8v75ECB8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/LoxsMRpvEUU/s400/06-10-08_1408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my students and I on the first day (From left: Fidah, Ayu, me and Fatini)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255472844624252962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SO8wtR6KUCI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ZR4YJRQ8xaE/s400/06-10-08_1507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my students hard at work&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255472560901611378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SO8wcw9aX3I/AAAAAAAAAEg/aRQFMQ3vWZM/s400/06-10-08_1403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sue Ting teaching her students&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255473122339267330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SO8w9celIwI/AAAAAAAAAEw/HbJ1q2w-s8I/s400/07-10-08_1324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;we went exploring the school, that's Ash camwhoring, Joel and Daniel at the back&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255473588452660994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SO8xYk4rFwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/0baa0UNRdsc/s400/071020082929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;more exploring...from front: Daniel, me, Jun Mei, Joel, Felicia, Sarah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255473840710652594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SO8xnQnqkrI/AAAAAAAAAFI/c8A1mHkAd78/s400/07-10-08_1533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my students and I again before leaving&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255474382575220610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SO8yGzOPt4I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/yPQuMy993fI/s400/07-10-08_1720.jpg" border="0" /&gt;very hungry people lol, from left: Sue Ting, Joel, Felicia, Yasmin, Suraya, Jun Mei&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;That's all for now, I took so long uploading these pics,phew!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Cheerio:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-5744657157266259938?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/5744657157266259938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=5744657157266259938' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/5744657157266259938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/5744657157266259938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2008/10/teaching-experience.html' title='a teaching experience'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SO8pNMC0sLI/AAAAAAAAAEI/O540nkirVVs/s72-c/06-10-08_0836.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-8045393914966405429</id><published>2008-10-09T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T15:51:35.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't study</title><content type='html'>Help....&lt;br /&gt;I can't study. Am at library now, got a class at 4 and was here since 2. Lol, and I just covered like four pages of Physics...ishhh...why does India want Physics? Why? Tell me why...&lt;br /&gt;If I stay in the apartment I will probably talk with my housemates, eat or sleep. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;At the library, with all the nerd-ifying atmosphere around, I should be able to study and absorb all about forces, upthrusts, tensions and goodness knows what, but instead I'm distracted by everything except my books.&lt;br /&gt;Its either Lynthia's sniffing and asking for tissues, stealing my purse, miss-calling me a dozen times...that girl ah.. Lol. Or we are bluetoothing pictures and asking Yasmin to try enjoy our Chinese songs. Gahh..must study must study, don't look up, don't get distracted by people laughing, etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;Got distracted by this computer here as you can see haha. Ten minutes more to class...&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll be going back tomorrow and then I can upload all the pictures to my computer (goodness, KTT people take like more than twenty pictures a day, or maybe its me, haha).&lt;br /&gt;Will blog about my sekolah angkat programme thing when I get back. Stay tuned... ;)&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-8045393914966405429?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/8045393914966405429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=8045393914966405429' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/8045393914966405429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/8045393914966405429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-cant-study.html' title='i can&apos;t study'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-5964602245060003007</id><published>2008-10-04T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T23:12:30.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>going back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tomorrow its back to KTT again. Its &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BACK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253304223900990994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SOd8W8KtfhI/AAAAAAAAACo/qROZi-QjWgs/s400/22-09-08_1815.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;...to wacky housemates who have nothing better to do at 6-7pm of the day(Yasmin, Lynthia, Suraya, me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253304825334788594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SOd858rs8fI/AAAAAAAAACw/5VV-Q0E3WiU/s400/09-09-08_1836.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...to captainball organised by CF every Tuesday evening!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253307016453829666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SOd-5fPMNCI/AAAAAAAAADA/8T-6_o4P8wk/s400/DSC01895.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...to emo friends:P (Jun Mei, me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253305190722216578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SOd9PN22ooI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Kj9JNYUXMnY/s400/25-09-08_2355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...to sleepless sleepovers. (Jun Mei, an extremely super-duper cute baby:P and Lynthia)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253310614725990258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SOeCK72IF3I/AAAAAAAAADQ/eyzhKf5gU44/s400/17-09-08_1003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...to goodlooking posers for friends:P (Yasmin, Hanisah, Lynthia~at Nilai KTM)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253310955139960002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SOeCev_JDMI/AAAAAAAAADY/HSAUIUQafck/s400/17-09-08_1004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;...still at KTM~we were going to Seremban&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253307709571489970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SOd_h1TUYLI/AAAAAAAAADI/VtTIvuxOEYA/s400/Image019.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;...and dodging unlimited photographers in class. Haha, just kidding. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Notice I didn't mention I was going back to studying? Well, I am too:( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Haha, thats all for now..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Cheerio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-5964602245060003007?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/5964602245060003007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=5964602245060003007' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/5964602245060003007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/5964602245060003007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2008/10/going-back.html' title='going back'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SOd8W8KtfhI/AAAAAAAAACo/qROZi-QjWgs/s72-c/22-09-08_1815.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-7730743061512879199</id><published>2008-10-03T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T14:39:22.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>temporary-ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SOW97K-jgbI/AAAAAAAAACI/cxOz8OSBDog/s1600-h/02-10-08_1742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252813364654211506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SOW97K-jgbI/AAAAAAAAACI/cxOz8OSBDog/s400/02-10-08_1742.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-7730743061512879199?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/7730743061512879199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=7730743061512879199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/7730743061512879199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/7730743061512879199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2008/10/temporary-ness.html' title='temporary-ness'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SOW97K-jgbI/AAAAAAAAACI/cxOz8OSBDog/s72-c/02-10-08_1742.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-4190630098453437186</id><published>2008-10-01T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:18:36.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feli's chocolate fountain party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its always Feli's something..it was her barbeque last year, and yesterday was her chocolate fountain party!:) Excuse me for the rather blur pics, my Motorola V3i actually takes better pics than my family's Canon camera! So lesson to be learned, use the Motorola next time:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252194333948412530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SOOK615QgnI/AAAAAAAAABo/S9POA8TvkGI/s320/IMG_2508_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;'Tis the chocolate fountain!:) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252194199551417090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SOOKzBOhGwI/AAAAAAAAABg/MTbQXiUVC6A/s320/IMG_2531_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Elise, Feli and Joseph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252193778534838786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SOOKag0V8gI/AAAAAAAAABY/VDprO9cjmTg/s320/IMG_2532_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feli, Sha and Leow amazed and astounded at a flickering flame, (what on earth is Sha doing with that Sprite???) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252193523935234082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SOOKLsXESCI/AAAAAAAAABQ/h5NE-aiP528/s320/IMG_2539_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A group of us in front of a random house in Jalan A1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252193301136622002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SOOJ-uXvQbI/AAAAAAAAABI/sMy2hEuJWws/s320/IMG_2558_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Adrian's hand, offering money to (from right) Sha, Leow and Feli, who were pretending to be beggars, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252197640212872146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SOON7SsIe9I/AAAAAAAAABw/jDyafnAP_bY/s320/IMG_2543_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We walked to our old school and thats a few attempting breaking and entering:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252192884652880818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SOOJme2Rs7I/AAAAAAAAABA/xndifUSBTK4/s320/IMG_2561_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Circle of people playing Truth or Dare, lasted for like 3 minutes haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we &lt;em&gt;balik&lt;/em&gt;ed! Or at least I did. Haha, that's all for now..&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio:) and Selamat Hari Raya, everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-4190630098453437186?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/4190630098453437186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=4190630098453437186' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/4190630098453437186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/4190630098453437186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2008/10/felis-chocolate-fountain-party.html' title='feli&apos;s chocolate fountain party'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SOOK615QgnI/AAAAAAAAABo/S9POA8TvkGI/s72-c/IMG_2508_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2775404248210537019.post-6336236029740380076</id><published>2008-09-29T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T23:29:07.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raindrenchedflowers' first post</title><content type='html'>rain drenched flowers.&lt;br /&gt;I knew Suraya would have found it sentimental. And yeah she did.&lt;br /&gt;Come on la, her suggestion for my new blog's name was &lt;a href="http://www.kerepeklemau.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;http://www.kerepeklemau.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Haha. Maybe that was supposed to accompany her &lt;a href="http://www.tempeyekandmuruku.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.tempeyekandmuruku.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the name is &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; sentimental. It sort of just hatched in my head when I was thinking one day of what to name my new blogspot account. Lol. I was standing in the kitchen facing the back door, and it had just rained.&lt;br /&gt;If you've been to my house, you would have probably seen those tall &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; flowers at the back garden. It was rain-drenched on that day. The rain somehow brought forth the very &lt;em&gt;vibrancy &lt;/em&gt;of the &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; colour, and hence, this blog was and now is, christened, raindrenchedflowers:)&lt;br /&gt;On a somewhat unrelated note, blogspot's so cool, haha. I want to load some pictures, but sadly my card-reader is spoilt, so I've got to wait for my brother to come back and lend me his.&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio:)&lt;br /&gt;ps.use the chatterbox!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2775404248210537019-6336236029740380076?l=raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/6336236029740380076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2775404248210537019&amp;postID=6336236029740380076' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/6336236029740380076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2775404248210537019/posts/default/6336236029740380076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://raindrenchedflowers.blogspot.com/2008/09/raindrenchedflowers-first-post.html' title='raindrenchedflowers&apos; first post'/><author><name>raindrenchedflowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01942147321756856627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nwajZZ1cufA/SXspXwk4A0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/UfWYZ8QIAd4/S220/IMG_3000_1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
