<?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-8539901467255650909</id><updated>2011-12-05T03:08:27.766+11:00</updated><category term='current issue'/><category term='movie'/><category term='drama'/><category term='other'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='graduation'/><category term='food'/><category term='farewell'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='new year'/><category term='concert'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='music'/><category term='art'/><category term='book'/><category term='mind boggling'/><title type='text'>simplicité</title><subtitle type='html'>When you tune out
&lt;br&gt;all the white noise,&lt;br&gt;
what awaits you&lt;br&gt;is bare&lt;br&gt;and beautiful &lt;br&gt;simplicity.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>195</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-5873704631327501763</id><published>2011-11-01T16:29:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T20:33:57.019+11:00</updated><title type='text'>NaNoWriMo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lightningoctopus.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/nanowrimo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.lightningoctopus.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/nanowrimo.jpg" width="229" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's that time of the year again - NaNoWriMo time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Thirty days and night of literary abandon"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The challenge&lt;/b&gt;: Write a 50,000 word novel in 30 days beginning 1 November and ending 30 November.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Unfortunately as I am having exams until the 11 November, I will only be able to start NaNo-ing then which gives me about 19-20 days to complete my 50,000 word novel. But, &lt;b&gt;CHALLENGE ACCEPTED! &lt;/b&gt;Sleep is for the weak, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Once I'm done, I will be posting my novel here in segments so look forward to it! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here is a rough synopsis of my novel:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: inherit; -moz-font-language-override: inherit; background-color: white; border-width: 0px; color: #222222; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size-adjust: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 1.4em; margin: 0px; orphans: 2; padding: 5px 5px 1em; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;What do you do when you walk into your living room one day and the people there - your family, albeit wearing the faces of people you know, are not who they seem? What do you do when these people start telling you that it's all in your head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="-moz-font-feature-settings: inherit; -moz-font-language-override: inherit; background-color: white; border-width: 0px; color: #222222; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size-adjust: inherit; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 1.4em; margin: 0px; orphans: 2; padding: 5px 5px 1em; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A story of deception - or is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The synopsis itself is still a work in progress as I only decided to participate in this year's NaNoWriMo on 29 October so that didn't give me much time to come up with a plan. So this year, I'm just going to write free-fall-style. I'm diving in head first and looking forward to seeing where that gets me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-5873704631327501763?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/5873704631327501763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=5873704631327501763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5873704631327501763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5873704631327501763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2011/11/nanowrimo.html' title='NaNoWriMo'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-1521471058424718826</id><published>2011-08-25T19:01:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T19:02:47.494+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tempest</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/219/b/d/the_tempest__prospero_by_kutty_sark-d45qfa8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs71/i/2011/219/b/d/the_tempest__prospero_by_kutty_sark-d45qfa8.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;by &lt;a href="http://kutty-sark.deviantart.com/"&gt;kutty-sark&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A stunning piece to complement a great play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #e69138;"&gt;Gotta love fillers. ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-1521471058424718826?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/1521471058424718826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=1521471058424718826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/1521471058424718826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/1521471058424718826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2011/08/tempest.html' title='The Tempest'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-4645100100600757665</id><published>2011-08-19T11:57:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T10:11:26.088+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The revival</title><content type='html'>My friend, know you not? that you and I are but petrified conductors  of a rampaged train on tracks that meet where all ends meet? Surely, you  must know? that all of time ends at the end of time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the end is but one; control and escape are but myth. So fear not  the result of choices among choices; fear instead perpetual idleness  that safety provides; fear the pang of realisation that the end is come  only when the end is near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come, friend; choose, like I have, to fearlessly bear arms in the  battle for a true life. Let us trudge on ahead; let us mask our inbred  cowardice so that we shall maintain some semblance of dignity when we  are rot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, trudge ahead we must as the train of time does only know  forward. Do not pleasure your mind with such balderdash as turning back  nor indulge your curiosity with ‘what if’s’; they are but a fool’s  dream. You have, as many a cliche acknowledges, one chance; make or  break, do or die; choose your tracks wisely and remember them well - the  good, the bad; lest you get lost. Bear in mind though, time is little  to dwell on a past track when there are still many ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh do not mistake, though life is little, do not think it short! My friend, if it is misery that  you seek company then misery will oblige until the shortness of time  stretches to oblivion. He lures you in with his sympathy; into his home  that is the abyss where there is naught but&amp;nbsp; impenetrable darkness. Oh,  such darkness! By then, it would be too late for you, my poor, poor  friend; blinded! no longer can you see all that is before you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Just a little something I wrote a while back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Interpret what you may. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;With this, my blog has finally returned from the grave. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-4645100100600757665?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/4645100100600757665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=4645100100600757665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/4645100100600757665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/4645100100600757665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2011/08/revival.html' title='The revival'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-5022245041382687589</id><published>2011-01-09T21:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:26:58.444+11:00</updated><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;In 2010, I managed to lose my way.&lt;br /&gt;But I came out finding &lt;u&gt;myself&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So here's to 2011 and what promises to be a good year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-5022245041382687589?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/5022245041382687589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=5022245041382687589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5022245041382687589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5022245041382687589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2011/01/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-785798692803166323</id><published>2010-09-13T11:02:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T13:02:21.224+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mind boggling'/><title type='text'>The stupid mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was once again going through Zygmunt Bauman's work on liquid modernity. In one of his books, he talks about people considered the 'flawed consumers' which I find extremely interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Woe to those who for some reason are stuck with one good instead of browsing through the full, and apparently inexhaustible, assortment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This really got me thinking about how meaningless most of our lives really are (more so than I initially thought).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one ever told us that we need new or more stuff. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'We just do'&lt;/span&gt; is what our brain is constantly telling us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember commenting on the fact that someone was wearing the same shirt he wore the day before and everyone telling me that that was the worst possible thing I could say. At that time I didn't really question it - why this constant insecurity about 'recycling' clothes?? - because even I feel it. It was just one of the many things that we accept as true and move on. We live on all these absurd 'unwritten rules' that have, not unlike  termites, eaten into our lives - no one knows where it came from and no  one really knows how to permanently exterminate it. In fact, most aren't  even aware of it's presence. It inconspicuously eats away at the fabric  of life and then one day when the walls start crashing down, you go: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh gee, we had termites? :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Anyway, my point is, now that I think about it, this is liquid modernity right smack in  my face - one of the many mysteriously stupid things we do in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that we so driven by this constant need for the 'brand new'? 'Turnover' as Bauman puts it - it's not the matter of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HOW MUCH&lt;/span&gt; we have, it's the matter of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HOW OFTEN&lt;/span&gt; we 'turnover'. It is just baffling how we grant such childish and pointless 'rules' constant excess to our thoughts and permit it to deprive us of much time for which we already have so little of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Life is already so pointless as it is. Here we are being deceived by such meaningless rules that foster obsessions to which we attach much significance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's just a wonder how our brain works...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8539901467255650909-785798692803166323?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/785798692803166323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=785798692803166323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/785798692803166323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/785798692803166323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2010/09/stupid-mind.html' title='The stupid mind'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-1601698673635518872</id><published>2010-09-01T21:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T21:04:08.472+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>moving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm now on tumblr! No reason for it really. It just looks so much cooler than blogger. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://colourofmyheart-yen.tumblr.com/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-1601698673635518872?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/1601698673635518872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=1601698673635518872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/1601698673635518872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/1601698673635518872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2010/09/moving.html' title='moving'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-3362585456102927558</id><published>2010-08-31T17:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T17:57:26.818+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>The barriers have began to sink - one by one - towards the inevitable end.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The road to death is a long march beset with all evils, and the heart  fails little by little at each new terror, the bones rebel at each step,  the mind sets up its own bitter resistance and to what end? The  barriers sink one by one, and no covering of the eyes shuts out the  landscape of disaster, nor the sight of crimes committed there.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Katherine Anne Porter,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pale Horse, Pale Rider.&lt;/span&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/8539901467255650909-3362585456102927558?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/3362585456102927558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=3362585456102927558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/3362585456102927558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/3362585456102927558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2010/08/barriers-have-begun-to-sink-one-by-one.html' title='The barriers have began to sink - one by one - towards the inevitable end.'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-6058238125749720167</id><published>2010-08-19T20:09:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T20:22:43.520+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>zzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think...&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't it be nice if the world just ended in 2012?&lt;br /&gt;BOOM!&lt;br /&gt;gone.&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;where have all my dreams gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there are those days...&lt;br /&gt;when I just don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I need a good book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8539901467255650909-6058238125749720167?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/6058238125749720167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=6058238125749720167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/6058238125749720167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/6058238125749720167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2010/08/zzz.html' title='zzz'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-7476510141890995220</id><published>2010-08-14T17:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T17:25:49.163+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'></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/_puR6RDBBdWw/TGZEb-Wyh7I/AAAAAAAABVE/r_9nrd70GQ4/s1600/edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/TGZEb-Wyh7I/AAAAAAAABVE/r_9nrd70GQ4/s400/edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505162841892751282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Super perfundo on the early eve of your day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-7476510141890995220?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/7476510141890995220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=7476510141890995220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/7476510141890995220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/7476510141890995220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2010/08/super-perfundo-on-early-eve-of-your-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/TGZEb-Wyh7I/AAAAAAAABVE/r_9nrd70GQ4/s72-c/edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-6350256979509889388</id><published>2010-06-02T17:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T11:23:58.298+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>Dream catching</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;According to Sigmund Freud, the human mind is like the iceberg that sunk titanic: only one third is visible while the remaining two third hides beneath the dark icy water; unknown to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cannot bear to know certain things about ourselves. Therefore, we do not (consciously) know them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-D. McAdams&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While studying for my behavioural studies exam, I find myself getting drawn-in, slowly but surely, by Freud’s theories on dream interpretation like a moth to a flame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a dreamer, no doubt about that. Every night I go to bed expecting to be taken on a bizarre and seemingly random roller coaster ride. Every morning, I wonder what all of it meant; I wonder why I manage to recall most of my dreams so vividly while most never do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therein lays Freud’s appeal to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am extremely eager to get my hands on some of Freud’s books in hopes that I will soon be able to understand myself more through my dreams. Nevertheless, I cannot deny that my excitement is slightly abated by the fear that mingles with it; the fear of what I might learn about myself. What if, it turns out; I harbor an unconscious desire for murder? What if, it turns out; I am unconsciously gay? What if, what if, what if… just as McAdams said, we are unconscious of our unconscious because we cannot bear to know the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do I really want to open Pandora’s Box?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;yes, damn it. I do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-6350256979509889388?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/6350256979509889388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=6350256979509889388' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/6350256979509889388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/6350256979509889388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2010/06/dream-catching.html' title='Dream catching'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-4390521528821125062</id><published>2010-05-25T14:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T17:54:02.103+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current issue'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;What would you prefer, a corporate giant who is answerable to no one and motivated solely by profit making the rules on the internet, or a democratically elected government with all the checks and balances in place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;- Australian Communications Minister Stephen Conroy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Excerpt from The Age [25-05-2010]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I honestly don't know why he though that was an obvious choice. Ha ha!&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/8539901467255650909-4390521528821125062?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/4390521528821125062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=4390521528821125062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/4390521528821125062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/4390521528821125062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-would-you-prefer-corporate-giant.html' title=''/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-7580123259565215129</id><published>2010-05-25T13:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T14:51:59.804+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/S_tDsiKBzkI/AAAAAAAABUc/UinAvjC7XN8/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 503px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/S_tDsiKBzkI/AAAAAAAABUc/UinAvjC7XN8/s400/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475044204361141826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So consumed...&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/8539901467255650909-7580123259565215129?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/7580123259565215129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=7580123259565215129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/7580123259565215129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/7580123259565215129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-consumed.html' title=''/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/S_tDsiKBzkI/AAAAAAAABUc/UinAvjC7XN8/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-4623107368361058279</id><published>2010-04-16T23:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T14:52:22.984+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>The eternal battle</title><content type='html'>As I stand on the edge of humanity&lt;br /&gt;ready,&lt;br /&gt;for the final leap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reminisce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of that day way before time&lt;br /&gt;long since forgotten -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; very first encounter;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; very first battle;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your &lt;/span&gt;very first demise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I stand on the edge of humanity&lt;br /&gt;ready,&lt;br /&gt;to defend all that I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold in my hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my Chanel sword&lt;br /&gt;whose tip still drips&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; your&lt;/span&gt; blood&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and whose shiny emblem makes my armor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand on the edge of humanity&lt;br /&gt;ready,&lt;br /&gt;for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; charge towards me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I look at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; but a mere child;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; with eyes of stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at you&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-4623107368361058279?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/4623107368361058279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=4623107368361058279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/4623107368361058279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/4623107368361058279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2010/04/eternal-battle.html' title='The eternal battle'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-6896323112700814832</id><published>2010-04-13T23:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T20:21:26.347+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Little Big Soldier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/S8RwXK__sJI/AAAAAAAABUM/SZc8m-ywtU4/s1600/little_big_soldier_affiche.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/S8RwXK__sJI/AAAAAAAABUM/SZc8m-ywtU4/s400/little_big_soldier_affiche.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459612191671955602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Best pick-me-up everrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was emo to the extent of dysfunction (all I wanted to do was bum around and not do anything) when I wrote my last post but after watching this movie, I remained dysfunctional but only because I wanted to watch it over and over and over and over and over AGAIN!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10/10!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok maybe I'm a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; biased because of Lee Hom ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so shoot me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&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/8539901467255650909-6896323112700814832?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/6896323112700814832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=6896323112700814832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/6896323112700814832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/6896323112700814832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2010/04/little-big-soldier-best-pick-me-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/S8RwXK__sJI/AAAAAAAABUM/SZc8m-ywtU4/s72-c/little_big_soldier_affiche.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-5419673570447085590</id><published>2010-04-13T19:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T19:34:06.682+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Disenchanted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Chemical Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I was there on the day&lt;br /&gt;They sold the cause for the queen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And  when the lights all went out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We watched our lives on the screen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I  hate the ending myself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But it started with an alright scene. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It  was the roar of the crowd&lt;br /&gt;That gave me heartache to sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It  was a lie when they smiled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And said, "you won't feel a thing" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And  as we ran from the cops&lt;br /&gt;We laughed so hard, it would sting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm so wrong&lt;br /&gt;How can you  listen all night long?&lt;br /&gt;Now will it matter  after I'm gone?&lt;br /&gt;Because you never learn a goddamned thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're  just a sad song with nothing to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;About a life long wait for a  hospital stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you think that I'm wrong,&lt;br /&gt;This never meant  nothing to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my high school career&lt;br /&gt;Spit on and  shoved to agree&lt;br /&gt;So I could watch all my heroes&lt;br /&gt;Sell a car on tv&lt;br /&gt;Bring  out the old guillotine&lt;br /&gt;We'll show 'em what we all mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm so wrong&lt;br /&gt;How can you  listen all night long?&lt;br /&gt;Now will it matter  long after I'm gone?&lt;br /&gt;Because you never learn a goddamned thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're  just a sad song with nothing to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;About a life long wait for a  hospital stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you think that I'm wrong,&lt;br /&gt;This never meant  nothing to ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go, go away, just go, run, run away.&lt;br /&gt;But  where did you run to? And where did you hide?&lt;br /&gt;Go find another way,&lt;br /&gt;price you pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're  just a sad song with nothing to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;About a life long wait for a  hospital stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you think that I'm wrong,&lt;br /&gt;This never meant  nothing to ya, come on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're just a sad song with nothing to  say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;About a life long wait for a hospital stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you think  that I'm wrong,&lt;br /&gt;This never meant nothing to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why do we all continue living this pointless life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-5419673570447085590?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/5419673570447085590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=5419673570447085590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5419673570447085590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5419673570447085590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2010/04/disenchanted-my-chemical-romance-well-i.html' title='Disenchanted'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-2148278333811770454</id><published>2010-02-24T23:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T23:47:05.855+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>First movie in Melbourne</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I watched my first ever movie in a Melbourne cinema.&lt;br /&gt;After an intense game of rock, paper and scissors, it was decided that we would watch......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wolfman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My take on the movie?&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/_puR6RDBBdWw/S4UY4-Z2ZyI/AAAAAAAABUE/Rnpx0FM7sdE/s1600-h/wolfman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/S4UY4-Z2ZyI/AAAAAAAABUE/Rnpx0FM7sdE/s400/wolfman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441783091850274594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It sucked shit.&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;Yeapp... a real waste of my 10.50 AUD.&lt;br /&gt;However, it was a good experience nonetheless because it felt surprisingly awesome to know that Malaysia is more advanced than Australia in one aspect - the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how I'm paying 3 times more here for 3 times less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all I'm gonna say. Just take my word for it because I'm too tired to continue with this post right now. Plus, I've got another long day in court tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Missing everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8539901467255650909-2148278333811770454?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/2148278333811770454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=2148278333811770454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/2148278333811770454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/2148278333811770454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-movie-in-melbourne.html' title='First movie in Melbourne'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/S4UY4-Z2ZyI/AAAAAAAABUE/Rnpx0FM7sdE/s72-c/wolfman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-5654378910583944840</id><published>2010-01-03T14:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T14:52:41.300+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Mirror mirror on the wall?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;A mirror only reflects what stands before it.&lt;br /&gt;It does not see what is hidden; it is unable to reveal the truth beneath the lies.&lt;br /&gt;It simply accepts all that is - ignorantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the mirror is cracking now.&lt;br /&gt;It can no longer pretend it does not see that which has become so painfully obvious;&lt;br /&gt;It can no longer pretend, now that pain and sorrow have gotten sick of hide-and-seek;&lt;br /&gt;now that they have resolved to doing their mournful waltz right before its very eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mirror is cracking,&lt;br /&gt;just like the heart that is breaking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-5654378910583944840?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/5654378910583944840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=5654378910583944840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5654378910583944840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5654378910583944840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2010/01/mirror-mirror-on-wall.html' title='Mirror mirror on the wall?'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-5957444569137781854</id><published>2009-12-20T01:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T14:52:49.649+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;有谁会在乎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt; 有谁会想念 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;有谁能看穿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt; 我的笑脸&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Nicholas Teo-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-5957444569137781854?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/5957444569137781854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=5957444569137781854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5957444569137781854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5957444569137781854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/12/nicholas-teo.html' title=''/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-4067350572225189529</id><published>2009-12-09T01:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T14:53:37.876+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>oh shuddup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when you&lt;br /&gt;thought you've finally got all the puzzle pieces put together perfectly;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as you&lt;br /&gt;sit back and admire your hard work;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as you're&lt;br /&gt;about to cover the whole thing in puzzle glue so that it never falls apart ever again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An earthquake hits and your pieces are scattered all over the floor.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh-ow! pity.&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/8539901467255650909-4067350572225189529?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/4067350572225189529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=4067350572225189529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/4067350572225189529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/4067350572225189529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-shuddup.html' title='oh shuddup'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-8287741495558984963</id><published>2009-11-30T04:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T11:00:06.336+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mind boggling'/><title type='text'>Hello again, blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since everyone has been bugging me to update my blog of late, I decided, why not? After all, something &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; pop into my nonsensical-junk-filled-brain today. I have therefore decided to write this extremely long post about that very 'boring' something just to ward you guys off reading my blog. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, after lunch with some really great as well as greatly missed friends, I accompanied Julia on a trip to pickup her little brother from the Tropicana area. We had to take a detour to get there and back; a detour that took us about 10-15 minutes more than it normally would take. Why? All this because some 'brilliant minds' came together and decided,&lt;blockquote&gt;hey! there's more than one way to get into this area, why don't we block the most convenient one of all? Let everyone waste 15 extra minutes and that much worth of petrol just to get to us. That would be fun! It would make us feel pretty darn-diggity important too!&lt;/blockquote&gt;When we finally arrived back at the Damansara Utama area, as we drove past the road I would normally take to Julia's house, I noticed that it was blocked. We had to take a different route and bypass the check-point where the guard just bums around and does nothing. Pretty efficient, I would say. After all, that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; the whole ides, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But inefficient guards aren't really much of my concern at the moment. I just had this thought... Is it me, or does it feel like the world is becoming a less and less liberated place? Is it me, or is freedom slowly dissipating into nothingness? I mean, just think about it from the angle I brought up. Everywhere we drive, we are restricted by some barrier or another. Most of the times, these barriers aren't even necessary. Sure they say it's for safety purposes. But like I mentioned, most guards just bum around and do nuts! Most of the time, they just take one cursory glance at you and wave you in. Unless they have a photographic memory, I don't see how this helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world used to be such a free place. People in the stone age walked where they wanted to walk, slept where they wanted to sleep. Of course, this glorified take on the past ignores the fact that danger lurks behind every stone. However, it is true that freedom means less now than it did before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time, freedom meant - do whatever your hands want to do and go where ever your feet takes you. Today, we think we're free regardless of certain facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some places, you pay to use the loo; you pay to use some roads; you pay to park your car; you pay to drink tap water. Nothing comes free anymore. How many times have you seen a sign that says : 'trespassers will be prosecuted/shot'? How many times have you came across a sign that says : 'no entry' or 'authorized personnel only'? How many times have you been told 'you can't' to doing something or going somewhere? You can't do this, you can't say that, you can't go here, there, anywhere! You can't, you can't, you can't! These are words, signs and rules which are common in our everyday life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even as a child; even as an infant, we are taught boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kid puts his limits to the test by climbing the steps, his mother goes, no! bad boy! Do you want to fall?! and whacks him. Honestly, how bad is a fall compared to a whack?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A child reaches out to grab something edible on the table to eat. Instantly a hand appears as though magic, from out of nowhere and whack! No! bad boy/girl! You won't be able to finish that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So in conclusion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone who says that he/she is free is, to be honest, completely delusional. The word simply does not exists anymore. End of story.&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/8539901467255650909-8287741495558984963?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/8287741495558984963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=8287741495558984963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/8287741495558984963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/8287741495558984963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-blog.html' title='Hello again, blog.'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-3782844746550485002</id><published>2009-11-10T23:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T14:54:05.686+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>1, 2, 3, peter, paul and mary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, you may find this super random but here goes..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;: What do you call a fish with no eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : err...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; : Fush~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : Huh??? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;: It's spelt fsh. Fush~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Me &lt;/span&gt;: O.O Dude, that's F.S.H. as in follicle stimulating hormone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;: Oh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;My bro can be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;super&lt;/span&gt; funny at times.&lt;br /&gt;He found the joke funny even though he didn't get it. LOL.&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/8539901467255650909-3782844746550485002?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/3782844746550485002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=3782844746550485002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/3782844746550485002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/3782844746550485002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/11/1-2-3-peter-paul-and-mary.html' title='1, 2, 3, peter, paul and mary'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-5310833324595176128</id><published>2009-11-09T13:26:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T13:38:43.983+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current issue'/><title type='text'>Man attends own funeral??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg this is&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; extremely&lt;/span&gt; hillarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was what happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On November 1, some family members and friends had identified the victim of a car crash as the 59-year-old Goncalves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They scheduled his funeral for the following day, Dia de Finados, a holiday when Brazilians remember loved ones who have died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Goncalves' family did not know is that he had spent the night drinking at a bar near the site of the crash, but he was not the victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the bricklayer got word of his funeral, he showed up at the Funeraria Rainha das Colinas funeral home Monday morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Now, the part that got me laughing xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The sight of Ademir Jorge Goncalves alive shocked relatives, some of whom tried to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jump out of the windows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of the funeral home in southern Brazil.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily no one died of a heart attack though.&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I should stop posting about stuff I read on my CNN widget.&lt;br /&gt;This is getting to be a bit much. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Credits to CNN.com&lt;br /&gt;Full article &lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/2009/WORLD/americas/11/08/walking.dead/index.html?eref=mostpopular_widget"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&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/8539901467255650909-5310833324595176128?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/5310833324595176128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=5310833324595176128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5310833324595176128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5310833324595176128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/11/man-attends-own-funeral.html' title='Man attends own funeral??'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-4538904318839987396</id><published>2009-11-03T11:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T01:11:55.680+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current issue'/><title type='text'>our hearts are with you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, everyday when I read the news,&lt;br /&gt;my hatred for society; for the world, grows that much bigger and stronger as my hope for mankind dwindles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I almost broke down in tears as I read the article about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Brewer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a boy of mere 15 who was set on fire by 5 of his FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;4 of which are 15 while the 5th is 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;All of the boys had been friends since elementary school, authorities said. They did sleepovers at one another's homes, and their families knew each other.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Su98Jr1jF4I/AAAAAAAABT0/1PcXyyNrimw/s1600-h/art.brewer.wfor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Su98Jr1jF4I/AAAAAAAABT0/1PcXyyNrimw/s400/art.brewer.wfor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399670984068503426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65% of Brewer's body is now covered in 2nd and 3rd degree burns; his organs no longer function the way they should and the only reason he still breathes is because a ventilator is doing it for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; Three juveniles were arrested Monday night, hours after the incident, and two others were arrested Tuesday, Sgt. Steve Feeley said.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; "A couple of them last night were laughing about it," he said. "One of them arrested today seems genuinely sorry about it."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These children are not human.&lt;br /&gt;How could they possibly be when they don't even seem to have a heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I was thinking that children are the most pure and innocent;&lt;br /&gt;that they are mere victims of this cruel and ugly world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just goes to show how wrong a person can be.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the worst of crimes are committed by the most unlikely of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why did they do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is where my heart sunk into the pit of my stomach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;The attack occurred after Brewer reported to police that one of the youths had stolen his father's bicycle. Police say the bicycle was stolen because Brewer did not pay one of the boys $40 for a video game.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;According to police, witnesses said the teens called Brewer "a snitch" as they used a lighter to set him ablaze.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought that the day would come when a $40 debt and a bike that probably only costs a couple hundred bucks would be enough for someone to commit such a heinous crime?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has the world become?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brewer may never lead a normal life ever again and hey, he might not even live to retell this tale.&lt;br /&gt;All this over something so petty and childish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure even the Mafia wouldn't do something as inhumane for way more than that.&lt;br /&gt;Ok..., maybe they would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which comes down to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the day comes;&lt;br /&gt;the day that we start comparing 5 teenage boys to the Mafia,&lt;br /&gt;we'll know that there is officially no more hope for mankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, that day JUST came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Witness Provindencia Maldenero told CNN affiliate WPLG, "I saw a kid throwing something at the other kid, and next thing you know, the kid was on fire. He was up in fire."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A resident used a fire extinguisher to put out the flames, and Brewer jumped into the complex's swimming pool, WPLG reported.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In my 31 years -- I always say, 'it's the most heinous crime I've ever seen,' " Lamberti told reporters Tuesday. "This one fits in that category. The fact that a person would intentionally ignite another child on fire -- it's indescribable."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can EVER justify what those teenagers did.&lt;br /&gt;There simply is NOTHING in this world that would ever permit, rationalise or justify such drastic actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fact that they could still laugh about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can bet anything that although it started out as revenge at first,&lt;br /&gt;in the end,&lt;br /&gt;it was all just fun and games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These kids are fucking retards that deserve to be put away for LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However,&lt;br /&gt;there is, unfortunately, a snag in the criminal justice system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Four of the boys, all 15 years old, could be charged as adults. The 13-year-old also could be charged as an adult but under Florida law &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only if Brewer dies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...as long as Brewer doesn't die;&lt;br /&gt;as long as he simply remains &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;breathing&lt;/span&gt; with the help of a ventilator and cling onto dear life despite his pitiful existence, the 13 year old boy will not receive the punishment he rightfully deserves.&lt;br /&gt;Quite frankly, i think they should redefine the word 'death'.&lt;br /&gt;Because the way I see it, Brewer is in a condition far worse than death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That 13 year old boy better be praying damn hard that Brewer doesn't die -&lt;br /&gt;for both their sakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sigh. Once again, the legal system has let me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I was suppose to eat, sleep and breathe legal for the next 3 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Am demoralized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note : Credits to CNN.com&lt;br /&gt;Full article &lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/2009/CRIME/11/02/teen.burned.recovery/index.html?eref=mostpopular_widget"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/2009/CRIME/10/13/florida.teen.burned/index.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&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/8539901467255650909-4538904318839987396?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Su98Jr1jF4I/AAAAAAAABT0/1PcXyyNrimw/s72-c/art.brewer.wfor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-3274509251874691075</id><published>2009-11-03T03:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T20:23:07.852+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>To the devil in disguise. :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angel Yeo Wun Hui!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aka ang jee yeo/lemon-lime/angie veggie and many others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you're-finally-legal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/_puR6RDBBdWw/Su8GWxR3AOI/AAAAAAAABTs/Qmp98qoTzDU/s1600-h/6295_160298255952_699735952_3727217_4698733_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Su8GWxR3AOI/AAAAAAAABTs/Qmp98qoTzDU/s400/6295_160298255952_699735952_3727217_4698733_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399541466495647970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woops.&lt;br /&gt;It's actually 12.21am now (3rd Nov) so this post is actually belated.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;it's the thought that counts right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s : you better start thinking about all the awesome stuff you wanna do on your replacement birthday after finals. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-3274509251874691075?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/3274509251874691075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=3274509251874691075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/3274509251874691075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/3274509251874691075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/11/wishing-angel-yeo-wun-hui-aka-ang-jee.html' title='To the devil in disguise. :P'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wow, in a couple of hours, my countdown thing officially becomes redundant. :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-7677208469394059631?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/7677208469394059631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=7677208469394059631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/7677208469394059631'/><link 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drops F-bomb in veto?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I literally laughed-out-loud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/_puR6RDBBdWw/SuggCsG_cnI/AAAAAAAABTk/KWUHtzDwY0A/s1600-h/fu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SuggCsG_cnI/AAAAAAAABTk/KWUHtzDwY0A/s400/fu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397599383975850610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;click on the picture for a better/larger view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;credits to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" rel="nofollow" href="http://www.techcrunch.com/author/michael-arrington/" title="Posts by Michael Arrington"&gt;Michael Arrington&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; of techcrunch.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;If you're too lazy to read the letter, read the letters circled in red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;They pretty much sum up the whole thing.&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The governor's veto letter was in response to Tom Ammianoa - a San Francisco assemblyman's AB1176 - a rather mundane bill meant to help San Francisco's port with finance issues. The "coincidence" was first picked up on Tuesday by the Bay Guardian newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The veto message came after Ammiano called the governor a liar and shouted from the audience to "kiss my gay ass" when Schwarzenegger unexpectedly showed up at a Democratic Party dinner in San Francisco on Oct. 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I doubt if it was the governor himself," Barbara O'Connor - political science professor at Sacramento State University said. "But maybe the staff was having a good time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Credits to SFgate.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="TixyyLink" style="border: medium none ; overflow: hidden; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div id="TixyyLink" style="border: medium none ; overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ha ha ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Well, if the governor himself was responsible for this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I say, you go, man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Show him some colour (between the lines, of course ;D)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE : Full article &lt;a href="http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2009/10/28/MNBN1ABKB8.DTL"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-5681796764271298900?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/5681796764271298900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=5681796764271298900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5681796764271298900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5681796764271298900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/10/schwarzenegger-drops-f-bomb-in-veto.html' title='Schwarzenegger drops F-bomb in veto?'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SuggCsG_cnI/AAAAAAAABTk/KWUHtzDwY0A/s72-c/fu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-5451821398393556233</id><published>2009-10-27T21:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T13:53:08.768+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current issue'/><title type='text'>'Gang rape outside school dance' - Freakin sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to post about this because I felt that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;everyone should know. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;A California high school student who police said was gang raped in a two-and-a-half-hour assault outside a homecoming dance remained hospitalized in stable condition Monday, two days after she was flown from the attack scene in critical condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Based on witness statements and suspect statements, and also physical evidence, we know that she was raped by at least four suspects committing multiple sex acts," Lt. Mark Gagan of the police department in Richmond, California said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Investigators said as many as 15 people, all males, stood around watching the assault, but did not call police or help the victim, a 15-year-old student at Richmond High School in suburban San Francisco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As people announced over time that this was going on, more people came to see, and some actually participated," Gagan said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"This just gets worse and worse the more you dig into it," Gagan said. "It was like a horror movie after looking at the evidence. I can't believe not one person felt compelled to help her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;Credits to CNN.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;. . .what an ugly place the world has become.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note : The article above is merely an abstract. The full article can be found &lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/2009/CRIME/10/27/california.gang.rape.investigation/index.html?eref=mostpopular_widget"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;* * * * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE : 29th October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;As many as 10 people were involved in the assault in a dimly lighted back alley at the school, while another 10 people watched without calling 911 to report it, police said.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 1999 California law makes it illegal not to report a witnessed crime against a child, but the law &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;applies only to children 14 and under&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We do not have the ability to arrest people who witnessed the crime and did nothing," Gagan said. "The law can be very rigid. We don't have the authority to make an arrest."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Credits to CNN.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note : Full article &lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/2009/CRIME/10/27/california.gang.rape.investigation/index.html?eref=mostpopular_widget"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&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/8539901467255650909-5451821398393556233?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/5451821398393556233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=5451821398393556233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5451821398393556233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5451821398393556233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/10/gang-rape-outside-school-dance-freakin.html' title='&apos;Gang rape outside school dance&apos; - Freakin sick'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-6037425189087901822</id><published>2009-10-25T17:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T14:54:05.688+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>random pictures taken while 'studying'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute paper clips eh?&lt;br /&gt;Their smiley faces make me happeee! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SuP2xf_wLzI/AAAAAAAABTM/vAg4mkkbhXA/s1600-h/P24-10-09_16.59.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/_puR6RDBBdWw/SuP2xf_wLzI/AAAAAAAABTM/vAg4mkkbhXA/s320/P24-10-09_16.59.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396428108782907186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, the smiley-clips actually mark the portions of my legal textbook which I have conveniently 'forgotten' to read for every single exam of my SAM year. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still in the midst of deciding if I should read them for finals. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SuP2xF7YvaI/AAAAAAAABTE/9retJuc6KAg/s1600-h/P25-10-09_11.48.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/_puR6RDBBdWw/SuP2xF7YvaI/AAAAAAAABTE/9retJuc6KAg/s320/P25-10-09_11.48.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396428101785271714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at Carrot. Looks dead, doesn't he?&lt;br /&gt;He is, without a doubt, the epitome of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;laziness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Just watching him laze around makes me want to laze around myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which is what I'm doing here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is an extreeeeemely random post.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...back to the books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-6037425189087901822?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/6037425189087901822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=6037425189087901822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/6037425189087901822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/6037425189087901822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/10/random-pictures-taken-while-studying.html' title='random pictures taken while &apos;studying&apos;'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SuP2xf_wLzI/AAAAAAAABTM/vAg4mkkbhXA/s72-c/P24-10-09_16.59.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-6598769875855738868</id><published>2009-10-24T18:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T14:54:05.689+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>The last day of college has come and gone :O</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Fruities,&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/_puR6RDBBdWw/SuKxKLTGxVI/AAAAAAAABS8/3YtbfTbQzwU/s1600-h/DSC09744.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/_puR6RDBBdWw/SuKxKLTGxVI/AAAAAAAABS8/3YtbfTbQzwU/s320/DSC09744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396070091933009234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys are,&lt;br /&gt;by far,&lt;br /&gt;the weirdest bunch of people I have ever had the liberty of meeting.&lt;br /&gt;But maybe that's why I hang out with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe that's why I love you guys so much!&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;Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for making it a great year. :)&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/8539901467255650909-6598769875855738868?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/6598769875855738868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=6598769875855738868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/6598769875855738868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/6598769875855738868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-day-of-college-o.html' title='The last day of college has come and gone :O'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SuKxKLTGxVI/AAAAAAAABS8/3YtbfTbQzwU/s72-c/DSC09744.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-695833494613897836</id><published>2009-10-19T01:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T20:27:14.212+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Final fun-day until nov 18th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and might I say, it was a day well spent. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the whole idea of going out today was to celebrate Nicole's birthday to make up for missing her party the night before.&lt;br /&gt;But....&lt;br /&gt;the birthday girl was a no-show. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Rachel, Angel and I decided to go on with our outing, regardless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1ST STOP:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haagen Dazs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the loooong anticipated &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ice cream buffet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;It was like heaven on earth. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bliss~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are planning on going for this,&lt;br /&gt;do go to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Solaris Mt Kiara&lt;/span&gt; branch because they only have it there and yess!&lt;br /&gt;I was right before (in my past post),&lt;br /&gt;there is no time limit to this!!&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;eat all you want&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;as long as you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a mere RM39.15 (with tax)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally worth it if you go with a completely empty stomach and lots of time to kill. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ND STOP:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Utama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For an extreeeeemely missed game of bowling.&lt;br /&gt;As always, I won! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then since someone decided that we shall have not one, but TWO feasts today, we decided to kill some time with a movie before dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;RD STOP:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Golden Screen Cinema - OU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to watch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pandorum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/StsmZogJrQI/AAAAAAAABS0/JwSfrINskRc/s1600-h/pandorum_teaser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/StsmZogJrQI/AAAAAAAABS0/JwSfrINskRc/s320/pandorum_teaser.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393947200517156098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I liked it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kept me at the edge of my seat and kept Rachel hidden and squealing behind her hands most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I didn't expect anything less from the producers of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Resident Evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is, might I add, the most awesome zombie movie ever made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TH STOP:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BBQ Plaze - OU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've gained at least 5kg's from today's non-stop-food outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have not been able to summon enough guts to stand on the scale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was TOTALLY worth it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;* * * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;TRUTH BE TOLD,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason for this post wasnt, as it may seem, the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this rather uncharacteristic of me, actually.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it is quite common knowledge to most (or i assume it is) that I hardly EVER blog about day-to-day events.&lt;br /&gt;But here I am, going on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I actually wanted to blog about something I saw while walking out of BBQ plaza today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if anyone noticed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh wait, it's pretty hard to miss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the front of a shop near BBQ Plaza,&lt;br /&gt;there is a tiny aquarium with a little shark in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not name the shop but if you look, you'll find it.&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/_puR6RDBBdWw/Stslj3kNI7I/AAAAAAAABSs/QUj5QFb8i7U/s1600-h/P18-10-09_19.08.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/_puR6RDBBdWw/Stslj3kNI7I/AAAAAAAABSs/QUj5QFb8i7U/s320/P18-10-09_19.08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393946276847756210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know the picture quality is really reaaaally bad but I was trying to take it as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;discreetly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; as I possibly could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway,&lt;br /&gt;when I saw this, my brain immediately screamed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;ANIMAL CRUELTY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor little guy!!&lt;br /&gt;Such a magnificent and majestic creature - one that I admire beyond bounds, yet caged up and limited to the confines of a tiny aquarium; deprived of the chance to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; life&lt;/span&gt; by a bunch of pesky humans he/she'd easily have for lunch if he/she were bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine??&lt;br /&gt;From being the king of the ocean - feared by man and animal alike,&lt;br /&gt;to being the king of a tiny and empty aquarium where people stand and watch him/her like a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;circus freak&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This should be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;against the law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Using animals as means for advertising should be&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;BANNED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it isn't already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*goes to google this*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, according to the net,&lt;br /&gt;there has been much dispute over using animals in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TELEVISED ADS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this is considered unacceptable to many,&lt;br /&gt;then what more using&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIVE&lt;/span&gt; animals to do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIVE&lt;/span&gt; advertising &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERYDAY&lt;/span&gt; for what may be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE REST OF THEIR LIVES???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If using animals in televised ads raises questions&lt;br /&gt;then using LIVE animals for live advertisement purposes should be raising alarms!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;When I become a lawyer, just you people watch out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WILL get you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-695833494613897836?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/695833494613897836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=695833494613897836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/695833494613897836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/695833494613897836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-was-last-day-of-f-u-n-i-will-have.html' title='Final fun-day until nov 18th'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/StsmZogJrQI/AAAAAAAABS0/JwSfrINskRc/s72-c/pandorum_teaser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-1675262373037838303</id><published>2009-10-16T23:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.240+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>eat your heart out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The government should make it a law so that radio stations are banned from airing advertisements and allowing their DJ's to talk too much during rush hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you agree???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so frustrating when you're stuck in a jam, already frustrated and tensed up, and the only thing airing on every radio station is lame and cheesy ads that just pisses the hell out of you. Most radio stations play a 3 minute long song and then go to commercials for almost the same amount of time and then the DJ starts talking crap for another minute or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you but it makes me want to go&lt;br /&gt;'oh my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bleeping&lt;/span&gt; hell! will you please shut the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bleep&lt;/span&gt; up?!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;*where the bleeps are, insert the most vulgar word in your dictionary*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SthmkLK9g8I/AAAAAAAABSk/CFoKHPt42v8/s1600-h/jlvn701l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SthmkLK9g8I/AAAAAAAABSk/CFoKHPt42v8/s320/jlvn701l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393173325436257218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Phiew! That felt good.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not the kind who gets road rage or gets annoyed in a jam.&lt;br /&gt;I only get annoyed when the radio isn't doing its job right.&lt;br /&gt;Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ok, I'm done. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-1675262373037838303?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/1675262373037838303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=1675262373037838303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/1675262373037838303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/1675262373037838303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/10/eat-your-heart-out.html' title='eat your heart out!'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SthmkLK9g8I/AAAAAAAABSk/CFoKHPt42v8/s72-c/jlvn701l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-8993779878160874449</id><published>2009-10-15T23:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T23:50:55.112+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current issue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>another movie..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am &lt;u style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;DYING!&lt;/u&gt; to watch this movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paranormal Activity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F_UxLEqd074&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F_UxLEqd074&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's suppose to be a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;super good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;super freaky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; indie horror film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Steven Spielberg&lt;/span&gt; was, apparently, super freaked out by it.&lt;br /&gt;And I heard people literally walked out (or maybe they ran) of the cinema,&lt;br /&gt;not because it was bad but because they just couldn't handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ahhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm getting myself all excited! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you cant blame me.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a looong long looooong!! time since I've been able to put the words horror and super good together in the same sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I hope this doesn't disappoint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;BUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I get too carried away, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;here's the thing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ONLY WAY&lt;/span&gt; we (fellow malaysians)&lt;br /&gt;will get to watch this movie is if enough people go to an online website and '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;demand it&lt;/span&gt;' be aired here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make life easier for you guys, click here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://eventful.com/performers/paranormal-activity-/P0-001-000212499-6/demand?performer_int=1"&gt;DEMAND IT!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the counter,&lt;br /&gt;(when I visited the website)&lt;br /&gt;only 44+1(me!) people have demanded it to be aired in Malaysia, Selangor so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; PATHETIC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is that?? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to the love for all things horror??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh wait, there is no such &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; in Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry up and DEMAND IT!&lt;br /&gt;Before Malaysia puts a freakin ban on horror films and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ruin life as we know it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There! I said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysia has already banned us (malaysians) from enjoying tons of things we love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i.e. various stars, shows, movies, etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey, why stop there?&lt;br /&gt;Let's ban an entire movie genre, why dont we!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oooh ooh! I know! Let's ban halloween too! and costume wearing and ohhh! Maybe candy and ice-cream too and lets see what else I love... oh wait, lets just ban love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;PUTERI Umno wants the Government to ban the production of horror, mystical and superstitious movies, claiming such films can weaken the faith of the Muslims in the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movement also called on the Government to issue a similar ban on all foreign movies of the same genre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;credits to The Star Online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, since our country is trying to weed out pirated DVD's and downloads, this is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;surest&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;quickest &lt;/span&gt;way to go about it right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Malaysia BOLEH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;On a side note,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Me &lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Puteri UMNO wants to ban horror films in M'sia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;XXX &lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;Yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;XXX &lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;yea, who the heck is the puteri umno?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't stop laughing. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since I am a good friend, this person shall remain anonymous. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let's hope this movie comes to our theatres soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-8993779878160874449?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/8993779878160874449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=8993779878160874449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/8993779878160874449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/8993779878160874449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-movie.html' title='another movie..'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-5755256017190647372</id><published>2009-10-14T14:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T20:53:24.621+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drama'/><title type='text'>baboon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of my college mates would know,&lt;br /&gt;I've been skipping classes a whooole lot lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the answer to the question:&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;what has chien yen been busying herself with at home??&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can assure you,&lt;br /&gt;I had EVERY intention of studying.&lt;br /&gt;I really did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what they say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;plans fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In just a couple of days,&lt;br /&gt;I finished the entire 23-episode-long drama entitled:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Black &amp;amp; White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/_puR6RDBBdWw/StVCxgrdREI/AAAAAAAABSM/YBqvAkCLAjQ/s1600-h/Black_and_White.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/_puR6RDBBdWw/StVCxgrdREI/AAAAAAAABSM/YBqvAkCLAjQ/s320/Black_and_White.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392289547199267906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;I know, I'm in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'inspiration'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;So was the show worth wasting my study time for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a tough question.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I'm not too sure. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;But for a taiwan drama, I think this one was very well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked the many twists that make you go 'holy banana's, no waaaay!'&lt;br /&gt;like a thousand and one times.&lt;br /&gt;And I also liked the fact that the show is so freakin complicated.&lt;br /&gt;It's not the kind where you can already sort of figure out the ending in episode 1. This one makes a real mess of your brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing I liked about the show is, of course,&lt;br /&gt;one of the leading guys. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mark Zhao&lt;/span&gt;&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/_puR6RDBBdWw/StVIAwl5gdI/AAAAAAAABSU/shl10VNvYLQ/s1600-h/iz3hjc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/StVIAwl5gdI/AAAAAAAABSU/shl10VNvYLQ/s320/iz3hjc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392295306727096786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He looks abit korean-ish.&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/_puR6RDBBdWw/StVCw2QsaUI/AAAAAAAABR8/snOZs0LyBZw/s1600-h/mark-zhao-undercover-tatts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/StVCw2QsaUI/AAAAAAAABR8/snOZs0LyBZw/s320/mark-zhao-undercover-tatts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392289535812725058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CUTE! xD&lt;br /&gt;This picture of him reminds me abit of Lee Hom as the drummer in the 'change yourself' mv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Ok, time to make my day count and to make up for TONS of lost time! &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I hope none of my lecturers come across this, ever! :P&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/8539901467255650909-5755256017190647372?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/5755256017190647372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=5755256017190647372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5755256017190647372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5755256017190647372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/10/baboon.html' title='baboon'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/StVCxgrdREI/AAAAAAAABSM/YBqvAkCLAjQ/s72-c/Black_and_White.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-1570490330662978671</id><published>2009-10-13T15:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.240+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>This GMH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;This morning as I was packing lunch, about to leave for work&lt;/b&gt;, my boyfriend danced into the kitchen singing a made up song consisting of only my name over and over. When he saw me, he turned red and said "Oh, you're still here". Sneaking a peak in the daily routine of someone who really loves me GMH.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;more &lt;a href="http://www.givesmehope.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;This is tooooo cute!&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't resist posting it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8539901467255650909-1570490330662978671?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/1570490330662978671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=1570490330662978671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/1570490330662978671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/1570490330662978671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-gmh.html' title='This GMH'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-8519433970758399674</id><published>2009-10-10T22:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.241+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>bubble go, pop!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marge Simpson blazes the cover of November's Playboy :D&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/_puR6RDBBdWw/StBwfphP_ZI/AAAAAAAABR0/YX87a_xJpAQ/s1600-h/article-0-06C4C006000005DC-776_468x576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/StBwfphP_ZI/AAAAAAAABR0/YX87a_xJpAQ/s320/article-0-06C4C006000005DC-776_468x576.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390932442986053010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew Marge had it in her? ;)&lt;br /&gt;You go, girl!&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/8539901467255650909-8519433970758399674?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/8519433970758399674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=8519433970758399674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/8519433970758399674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/8519433970758399674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/10/marge-simpson-blazes-cover-of-novembers.html' title='bubble go, pop!'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/StBwfphP_ZI/AAAAAAAABR0/YX87a_xJpAQ/s72-c/article-0-06C4C006000005DC-776_468x576.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-1713244381366370618</id><published>2009-10-10T13:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T20:56:45.032+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current issue'/><title type='text'>Obama wins Nobel Peace Prize?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, what has Obama done for world peace so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the question that, at this very moment, is racing through the minds of every american, no wait, scratch that, the minds of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt; (other than those on the nobel peace prize committee and those who support the ideals and policies of Obama blindly), in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to be one of those people who say that Obama will not &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;eventually&lt;/span&gt; contribute to world peace, but I will say this.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;There is no guarantee of it either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't they (the people on the NPP committee) ever heard of the idiom 'talk is cheap'? Right now, all we have are promises from Obama; promises that sound extremely appealing at this point in time in our world currently so deprived of peace. But we must remind ourselves that his promises are just - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;words&lt;/span&gt;! I'm sure everyone agrees that Barack Obama speaks like a man of action. But who is to say that, that isn't all he's good at? Talking! Who is to say that he will keep his promises at the end of the day? And even if Obama does keep his word, there is no way to guarantee that his actions do not backfire. Haven't they ever heard of the famous quote, 'the road to hell is paved with good intentions'? A person meaning well does not equate to his actions ending well. I'm pretty sure Hitler had good intentions as well when he launched his regime. His followers probably thought he had pretty awesome ideas too. But from the look of things, they didn't work out so well. And nobody liked him very much at the end of his regime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm digressing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point is, should we really reward someone on the basis of his ideas alone, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; he actually executes them? Shouldnt the committee at least wait and see if words turn to action and decide based on what the outcome is like?? Surely, they can see how &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;absurd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this is?! This is the precise definition of not counting your chickens before they hatch. Fifty years down the line when you flip through an idiom dictionary looking for the definition of 'dont count your chickens before they hatch', this is what you will see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Idiom : Don't count your chickens before they hatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definition : Don't assume that you'll get the things you want until you have them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Context of use : When the NPP committee awarded President Barack Obama the NPP in 2009, the world cried out saying 'don't count your chickens before they hatch!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I am digressing. Back to my point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;An internet article said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The peace prize was created partly to encourage ongoing peace efforts, but Obama's efforts are at far earlier stages than those of past winners, and the committee acknowledged they may not bear fruit at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- full article &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20091010/ap_on_re_eu/eu_nobel_peace"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While Obama wins the prize for world peace today, he is still weeks away from deciding if more troops should be sent into afghan. Hmm... I wonder what the peace-keeping, award-winning president's decision will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw something interesting on the twitter trend board (under the heading of nobel peace prize). Some dude said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Beauty pageant contestants should be given the nobel peace prize. They've all talked about wanting world peace too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Ha ha. I just realised that there are tons of witty people in the world, really. You should see some of the comments people wrote about this on twitter. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorry, Obama. I'm all for you, but I don't think you should have won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-1713244381366370618?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/1713244381366370618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=1713244381366370618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/1713244381366370618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/1713244381366370618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/10/obama-for-nobel-peace-price.html' title='Obama wins Nobel Peace Prize?'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-3911362116301581311</id><published>2009-10-09T12:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T15:48:44.294+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wishing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Happy wonderful 18th!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/_puR6RDBBdWw/Ss6N5WyxKYI/AAAAAAAABRs/A9P2aJ3Mca4/s1600-h/DSC00322.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/_puR6RDBBdWw/Ss6N5WyxKYI/AAAAAAAABRs/A9P2aJ3Mca4/s320/DSC00322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390401820519639426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Miss you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&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/8539901467255650909-3911362116301581311?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/3911362116301581311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=3911362116301581311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/3911362116301581311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/3911362116301581311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-wonderful-18th-to-me-i-w-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Ss6N5WyxKYI/AAAAAAAABRs/A9P2aJ3Mca4/s72-c/DSC00322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-5944193826196942982</id><published>2009-10-08T00:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T20:52:42.018+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>a sudden craze</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently (since Sunday -4th Oct),&lt;br /&gt;I've been pretty obsessed with DBSK.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I've always liked them but I suddenly find myself liking them a whole lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is, as most of you who know me well would know,&lt;br /&gt;extremely&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; abnormal&lt;/span&gt; for me.&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;I don't normally go crazy over anyone but Lee Hom. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I was watching their MV's just awhile ago&lt;br /&gt;(instead of studying. &gt;&lt;) and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I came across one that I reaaaally feel like sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Timeless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XSctt4Gdhcw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XSctt4Gdhcw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yea, Fion. This song is really nice. But it's actually a remake of an English song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video is seriously, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;heart wrenching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;(pun not intended. Seriously.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's actually 2 parts to this video. I think if you watch the second part first, it would make more sense. lol. Ok, you probably dont get what I mean so just watch the whole thing. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine living with the knowledge that the heart that beats within you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every second of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;originally belonged to someone you single-handedly &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;murdered&lt;/span&gt;?...;&lt;br /&gt;knowing that you were given the chance to live by someone whom you never gave that same chance to?&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention the heart still beats for its original owners lover.&lt;br /&gt;The very same one who had to watch you put a bullet through her lovers head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The irony..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Sigh...Koreans are pretty damn good at making people sad, aren't they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another one that I reaaally like. :)&lt;br /&gt;(I know I said I only wanted to share ONE but whatever! :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's also really sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why Did I Fall In Love with You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sP4A468sNTU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sP4A468sNTU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For better viewing,&lt;br /&gt;i suppose I should put some translations for their conversation.&lt;br /&gt;(This song is sung in Jap btw.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt; long time﻿ no see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;guy: &lt;/span&gt;long time no see. are you well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt; yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Middle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;girl: &lt;/span&gt;im getting married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;End&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;guy:&lt;/span&gt; be happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;girl: &lt;/span&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(walks away...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;girl:&lt;/span&gt; goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...stupid guy. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hopefully they (DBSK) don't disband. *fingers crossed!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-5944193826196942982?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/5944193826196942982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=5944193826196942982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5944193826196942982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5944193826196942982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/10/recently-since-sunday-4th-oct-ive-been.html' title='a sudden craze'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-5086189169545317166</id><published>2009-10-06T00:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T20:57:47.097+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mind boggling'/><title type='text'>Post number 158</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, as I was waiting for the stop light near Taylor's Hartamas to turn green, an interesting thought popped up (or maybe it's only interesting to me - as always?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most Hartamas Taylorians know, the lights at the cross section near our campus is completely bogus. But for the reading convenience of people not from Taylors Hartamas , I shall explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know how traffic lights work right? There's basically a system to it. For example, if you're driving down a long; winding road and happen to catch a green without stopping, chances are (if the lights are coordinated properly), all the lights ahead would be green too (provided you dont take any turns or short-cuts and all exceptional circumstances are excluded). However, the ones at the Hartamas cross section are just plain retarded and do not coordinate. As a result, there is a constant pile up of cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is pretty much the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now back to my story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I was waiting for the right-turning light to turn green, I realised (ok, I've actually known this for a very long time but just never really cared much) that most cars were taking the lane that's meant for cars going &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;straight&lt;/span&gt;, to turn &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt; instead of waiting in line like the rest of us law abiding people. You see, the light to go &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;straight&lt;/span&gt; turns green &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; the light to turn &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt;. So instead of waiting for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt;-turning light to turn green, these people simply turn right when the go-&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;straight&lt;/span&gt; light turns green, ignoring the fact that the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt;-turning light is still &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;. And most of the time, the road would be clear to go &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;both&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;straight&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt; therefore presenting no problem for these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is where a question popped up in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt these people who are using the green go-straight light to turn right (when the right-turning light is still red) are breaking the law. But it is common knowledge that the lights are retardedly coordinated and therefore most people take it as one of those rare situations (well, not so rare, really) in which the law is not worth abiding by and just go ahead as they please. I'm sure even the authorities are turning a blind eye. As far as I know, no one has been caught at it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the question is,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;is it alright then, in the event of a situation where the law seems absurd, to take the law into ones hands?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;surely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; must have complained about this situation, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if the authorities choose to ignore the problem, is it then &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;o-k&lt;/span&gt; to do something that is &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;against the law &lt;/span&gt;but &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;generally accepted&lt;/span&gt; by the community as a whole?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the flipside, this totally goes against the entire purpose and everything that the law stands for, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Something random to ponder on. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The fact that I have tons of crap to write about stuff no one gives a shit about is &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;duly noted&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Back to studying! (or at least, an attempt to do so)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8539901467255650909-5086189169545317166?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/5086189169545317166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=5086189169545317166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5086189169545317166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5086189169545317166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-as-i-was-waiting-for-stop-light.html' title='Post number 158'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-2978429118847365416</id><published>2009-10-03T20:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T21:03:30.974+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Inside the Fire&lt;/span&gt; - Disturbed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425px" height="360px"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=51150579,t=1,mt=video"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=51150579,t=1,mt=video" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video is extreeeemely creepy. It's like a horror film on its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I like it! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're all alone at home in the middle of the night,&lt;br /&gt;I suggest you watch it some other time. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I heard this song, I thought it was about the devil.&lt;br /&gt;But if you look at and analyse the lyrics really carefully,&lt;br /&gt;you'd realise it actually talks about&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;suicide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Draiman - the lead vocalist of the band was inspired to write this song when his girlfriend - Devon passed on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics speaks from satan's point of view - the devil tries to coax this guy who misses Devon (a suicide victim) terribly into following her into the deep dark depths of hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, they (the lyrics) were not meant for literal interpretation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not actually telling us that we should give our lives to see the ones we've lost.&lt;br /&gt;It's more like... giving us perspective;&lt;br /&gt;making a point through contradiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, if it really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; advising us to commit suicide,&lt;br /&gt;then I think the lead vocalist would be the first to snuff it since this song is inspired by an actual occurrence in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway,&lt;br /&gt;if you or a friend has thoughts of suicide,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;please do not call the hotline mentioned in the video&lt;br /&gt;(unless you are a citizen of  the US)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are a few hotlines you can use:&lt;br /&gt;(04) 281 5161&lt;br /&gt;(04) 281 1108&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;note: these are numbers for KL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit here:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.suicide.org/hotlines/international/malaysia-suicide-hotlines.html&lt;br /&gt;for hotlines of other states within Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This song has some seriously powerful lyrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-2978429118847365416?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/2978429118847365416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=2978429118847365416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/2978429118847365416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/2978429118847365416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/10/inside-fire-disturbed-this-video-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-3000490001495164688</id><published>2009-09-30T22:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T01:30:47.196+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Did you know..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Haagen Dazs&lt;/span&gt; offers&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUFFET??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;How freaaakin awesome is that?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a dream come true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL YOU CAN EAT&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;ICE&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;CR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*screams and runs around*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;RM34&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And if I'm not wrong, there is no time constraint. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I should stop posting about ice-cream. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-3000490001495164688?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/3000490001495164688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=3000490001495164688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/3000490001495164688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/3000490001495164688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/09/did-you-know.html' title='Did you know..'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-1378564460700022198</id><published>2009-09-28T21:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.242+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>reality check</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SsCklqivpnI/AAAAAAAABRk/RBInwZ7x8Qo/s1600-h/alarm_clock_ringing_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SsCklqivpnI/AAAAAAAABRk/RBInwZ7x8Qo/s320/alarm_clock_ringing_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386486121317246578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was awakened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I didn't even realise I was asleep this whole time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Is it just me or do bad things always seem to happen all at once?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-1378564460700022198?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/1378564460700022198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=1378564460700022198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/1378564460700022198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/1378564460700022198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/09/reality-check.html' title='reality check'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SsCklqivpnI/AAAAAAAABRk/RBInwZ7x8Qo/s72-c/alarm_clock_ringing_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-2598603733789808695</id><published>2009-09-27T14:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T19:07:05.888+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what I found lurking in a giant bag of chipsters while studying for trials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sr7nZnKpEWI/AAAAAAAABQk/wDk8srwizjc/s1600-h/IMG_3091.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/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sr7nZnKpEWI/AAAAAAAABQk/wDk8srwizjc/s320/IMG_3091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385996631578055010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;how cool, is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yea, i actually wasted my studying time looking for a camera to snap a picture (several, actually) of it. I do the most random of things while I'm supposed to be studying....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously considered &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;eating it.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, think of the symbolism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;man-eater....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.....&lt;br /&gt;in the end, humger trumped all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;When a girl needs to eat, a girl needs to eat. &gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P. heartshaped chipster. May you not have belonged to someone. lol.&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;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;So there,&lt;br /&gt;another piece of random information you dont need to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just so my blog doesn't feel so dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-2598603733789808695?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/2598603733789808695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=2598603733789808695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/2598603733789808695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/2598603733789808695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/09/look-what-i-found-lurking-in-giant-bag.html' title=''/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sr7nZnKpEWI/AAAAAAAABQk/wDk8srwizjc/s72-c/IMG_3091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-5243022162067594013</id><published>2009-09-15T01:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.243+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>Humpty Dumpty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is freakin adorable. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sq5lyJlcjiI/AAAAAAAABQU/ZTrDPD3a5oE/s1600-h/humpty-dumpty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sq5lyJlcjiI/AAAAAAAABQU/ZTrDPD3a5oE/s320/humpty-dumpty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381350516995165730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,&lt;br /&gt;Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.&lt;br /&gt;All the king's horses,&lt;br /&gt;And all the king's men,&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't put Humpty together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sq5mM_1Mx3I/AAAAAAAABQc/1C4jBDyUIhU/s1600-h/jhtn115l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sq5mM_1Mx3I/AAAAAAAABQc/1C4jBDyUIhU/s320/jhtn115l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381350978233354098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont even know why Humpty-Dumpty popped up in my brain.&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/8539901467255650909-5243022162067594013?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/5243022162067594013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=5243022162067594013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5243022162067594013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5243022162067594013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/09/humpty-dumpty.html' title='Humpty Dumpty'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sq5lyJlcjiI/AAAAAAAABQU/ZTrDPD3a5oE/s72-c/humpty-dumpty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-602946540039388576</id><published>2009-09-08T21:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T20:59:34.499+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mind boggling'/><title type='text'>random fruit for my thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Rachel, Angel and I came across a sign that said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I always exceed expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rachel :&lt;br /&gt;That sounds like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me :&lt;br /&gt;No, I either meet expectations, or I disappoint. I never exceed. People always expect too much from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel :&lt;br /&gt;No. It's you who expects too much from yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What she said really hit me hard.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she's right? maybe that's why I can't seem to climb out of this hole I've recently fallen in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, how do you control the level of expectations you have for yourself? I mean, how do you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;make&lt;/span&gt; yourself feel content with something that clearly doesnt make you very happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -  - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My drum instructor also commented on something that got me thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him :&lt;br /&gt;You're not a calm person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me :&lt;br /&gt;Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him :&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you miss a beat, you go out of control and start whacking anything and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true.&lt;br /&gt;And i think it's quite true (for me) in life too.&lt;br /&gt;I miss a beat and I instantly lose control.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How do I regain control of the ship that's already miles ahead of me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Damn it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've got issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8539901467255650909-602946540039388576?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/602946540039388576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=602946540039388576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/602946540039388576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/602946540039388576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/09/random-fruit-for-my-thought.html' title='random fruit for my thought'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-5139777482026202631</id><published>2009-09-04T01:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.243+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>stupid crap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling extremely depressed for the past two days. And I was, for the past 5 minutes, typing out a long, depressing post about the what if's and the if only's of life in general. But then, I stopped midway. I asked myself, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what's gotten into you?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and gave myself a wake up slap (mentally, of course). One that someone should have given me two days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never quite liked the word self-pity. It sounds... obscene in a way, for lack of a better word. And I never liked the act itself. But here I was, moping around doing exactly that; drowning myself wholly in a big pool of pathetic self-pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Makes you want to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what a loser&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Yea... that's what I told myself too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, I'm over it. I erased the dismal, 5-minute long post and replaced it with this, instead! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Anyway, sorry guys, for being a down-right pain in the behind for the past couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;And sorry for dragging you into my emo-zone, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ms pineapple&lt;/span&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/8539901467255650909-5139777482026202631?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/5139777482026202631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=5139777482026202631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5139777482026202631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5139777482026202631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/09/stupid-crap.html' title='stupid crap'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-7333086265425789972</id><published>2009-09-02T23:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.244+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>I should be studying</title><content type='html'>I got an e-mail from Monash today saying :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Congratulations. I am delighted to offer you admission to Monash University as an international student. You have received a conditional offer into the Bachelor of Arts and Bachelor of Laws.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yeay! right? Until...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conditions include :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; TER of 94.05 (crap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Very high level of performance in English&lt;br /&gt;(double crap considering the crappy marks my eng lecturer is giving)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can't say that any of the conditions were at all unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I got to the part of the email that said :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Double degree course duration is expressed in the minimum period required to complete all course requirements (5 years). Completion of the degree in the minimum course duration will require you to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;overload&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The degree may take longer to complete than the minimum duration if you choose not to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;overload&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excellent choice of word.&lt;br /&gt;It got me reconsidering. Sounds freakishly stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;life's like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On a completely different and irrelevant note,&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/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sp6HNDOR4LI/AAAAAAAABQE/JKKtp1Xwh-Q/s1600-h/P02-09-09_13.50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sp6HNDOR4LI/AAAAAAAABQE/JKKtp1Xwh-Q/s320/P02-09-09_13.50.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376883663400198322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look who I found at the pet store today!&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she the most adorable thing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad she's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sold&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I guess that's a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good life, puppy! :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You  know I'm having exams the next day when I'm posting random crap like this. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-7333086265425789972?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/7333086265425789972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-2562168040326907615</id><published>2009-08-31T13:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.245+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>watermelon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;R&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; GANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SptECbB93eI/AAAAAAAABP4/bml96ONbGNM/s1600-h/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SptECbB93eI/AAAAAAAABP4/bml96ONbGNM/s320/0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375965388603252194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is just one of the many random things I do when I should be studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;note: credits to twan for making this. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-2562168040326907615?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/2562168040326907615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=2562168040326907615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/2562168040326907615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/2562168040326907615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/08/watermelon.html' title='watermelon'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SptECbB93eI/AAAAAAAABP4/bml96ONbGNM/s72-c/0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-2043727671275129432</id><published>2009-08-31T00:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T01:30:29.052+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Nowhere to go but up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched UP today.&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/_puR6RDBBdWw/SpqSA7EYOkI/AAAAAAAABPg/EU-khKqdhxE/s1600-h/Up325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SpqSA7EYOkI/AAAAAAAABPg/EU-khKqdhxE/s320/Up325.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375769649773820482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One word,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;freeeeak-in hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh wait, that was two words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I loved it. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one of those movies you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to watch with a completely open mind.&lt;br /&gt;So sceptics,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sad on you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is, however, a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slight&lt;/span&gt; possibility that I enjoyed the movie because I havent watched one in foreveeeer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the cinema today,&lt;br /&gt;I realised I've only watched one of the movies listed - the proposal.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; is&lt;/span&gt; sad. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also been ages since I last shopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;geez, i'm lifeless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's ok because I made up for it today! :D&lt;br /&gt;I bought a pair of shoes from nichii which were 50% off!&lt;br /&gt;Got them for only 20 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;Sweeeet! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmm.. This post is filled with nothing but crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I seem to be on a crapping roll here, I might as well add that when I got home around 10.30pm, my cats were &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;missing&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Imagine my panic.&lt;br /&gt;They were probably gone for about an hour -&lt;br /&gt;no one noticed until I got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all's good. Well, not really.&lt;br /&gt;I found them scared shitless in my garden.&lt;br /&gt;Poor dears! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a minute ago, I was in the blogging mood&lt;br /&gt;-you can probably guess from all the nonsensical junk I wrote-&lt;br /&gt;but the mood is, officially - gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, that's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;NOTE : Happee belated birthday, yeangy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Hope you were surprised. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/8539901467255650909-2043727671275129432?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/2043727671275129432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=2043727671275129432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/2043727671275129432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/2043727671275129432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/08/nowhere-to-go-but-up.html' title='Nowhere to go but up'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SpqSA7EYOkI/AAAAAAAABPg/EU-khKqdhxE/s72-c/Up325.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-5070609871791333611</id><published>2009-08-30T16:01:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.246+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>pets are awesome</title><content type='html'>I just got back from the pet store and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; I want more pets&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;2 cats and a dog just isnt enough. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a farm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-5070609871791333611?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/5070609871791333611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=5070609871791333611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5070609871791333611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5070609871791333611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/08/pets-are-awesome.html' title='pets are awesome'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-3805316002294968763</id><published>2009-08-29T02:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.246+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SpgBpe3gAiI/AAAAAAAABPY/6eVGRFxdMs8/s1600-h/IMG_2999.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/_puR6RDBBdWw/SpgBpe3gAiI/AAAAAAAABPY/6eVGRFxdMs8/s320/IMG_2999.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375047967438799394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss that feeling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;messed up&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-3805316002294968763?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/3805316002294968763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=3805316002294968763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/3805316002294968763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/3805316002294968763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-miss-that-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SpgBpe3gAiI/AAAAAAAABPY/6eVGRFxdMs8/s72-c/IMG_2999.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-8423997135159186205</id><published>2009-08-26T23:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T21:22:47.720+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current issue'/><title type='text'>mm-hmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lo-behold!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who's in the process of being banned from performing in Malaysia this time.&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/_puR6RDBBdWw/SpU1pVeknQI/AAAAAAAABPQ/r5shNOzLxkQ/s1600-h/mltr01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SpU1pVeknQI/AAAAAAAABPQ/r5shNOzLxkQ/s320/mltr01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374260714592836866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's right,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Learns to Rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to PAS youth wing chief Nasrudin Hassan Tantawi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We are opposing this concert because holding it does not respect Muslims as it is the fasting month of Ramadan, a time for holiness and cleanliness&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Credits to thehimalayantimes.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes...&lt;br /&gt;Because we all know how vulgar their lyrics are right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's make this clear.&lt;br /&gt;Just because they're called '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael learns to rock&lt;/span&gt;', doesn't mean that they actually have someone in their band called Michael who learned to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; rock&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt know that?&lt;br /&gt;Yea... they're not actually a rock band.&lt;br /&gt;Shockerrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, of the 9 million records that MLTR has sold worldwide, most of it went to Asia. So clearly, Asians dont believe that MLTR's songs are conflicting with 'Asian values'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then what's the problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly,&lt;br /&gt;how many performers are they going to attempt to ban before realising,&lt;br /&gt;we have MTV.&lt;br /&gt;Ooopsiees. Better not let that get out or they're gonna ban that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The blogging bob is back! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/8539901467255650909-8423997135159186205?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/8423997135159186205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=8423997135159186205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/8423997135159186205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/8423997135159186205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/08/lo-behold-guess-whos-being-banned-from.html' title='mm-hmm'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SpU1pVeknQI/AAAAAAAABPQ/r5shNOzLxkQ/s72-c/mltr01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-85689626557823158</id><published>2009-08-19T01:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T14:55:28.160+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>the hour of darkness</title><content type='html'>Everyone is silent&lt;br /&gt;but a dog who chews noisily and merrily on a treat-filled bone;&lt;br /&gt;but a clock that happily reminds them of every lesser second;&lt;br /&gt;but hands that every so often come together in prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is silent&lt;br /&gt;because the silence speaks best for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is silent&lt;br /&gt;lest all hell spills out if they're not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is silent&lt;br /&gt;because it is best to fill the gaping hole that ought not be there with silence than with words that sometimes seem as solid as cement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know what to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am powerless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-85689626557823158?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/85689626557823158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=85689626557823158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/85689626557823158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/85689626557823158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-falling.html' title='the hour of darkness'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-5404575322127683068</id><published>2009-08-10T00:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.247+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>Shut up.</title><content type='html'>Nobody cares.&lt;br /&gt;You dont.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe I dont too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world is just a big, black, empty ball.&lt;br /&gt;It's actually very much like a black hole.&lt;br /&gt;It's sucked up all of humanity and we dont know where the fuck it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Disappointed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Annoyed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Upset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-5404575322127683068?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/5404575322127683068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=5404575322127683068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5404575322127683068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5404575322127683068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/08/shut-up.html' title='Shut up.'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-2162627883606698433</id><published>2009-08-02T01:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T02:02:50.913+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Transformers 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SnRg1GQyh0I/AAAAAAAABOY/uYbhBSRhG3M/s1600-h/transformers2bw0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 385px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SnRg1GQyh0I/AAAAAAAABOY/uYbhBSRhG3M/s320/transformers2bw0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365019521435469634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;One word to describe it?&lt;br /&gt;Hillarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally! I actually thought the cinema would be empty since it's been like a month since the movie's release? But no. I was sitting in the 3rd row from the front so the beginning was kind of a whole blur for me. I mean, they shouldn't introduce so many new robots at once. I didnt know who was good and who was bad. Plus being in front makes it kind of hard to see everything at once. You have to look to the left and then to the right just to get the whole picture. Fast, flashing scenes makes this extreemely difficult&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh and the robots are sooo CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the baby robot that's inlove with mikaela. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SnRitOnGpHI/AAAAAAAABOg/_vG9GkiFT5E/s1600-h/transformers-200904-wheelie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 137px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SnRitOnGpHI/AAAAAAAABOg/_vG9GkiFT5E/s320/transformers-200904-wheelie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365021585260848242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the twins!&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SnRjT6Q503I/AAAAAAAABOo/dK56Un6RY9k/s1600-h/3683185868_bed3ede00f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SnRjT6Q503I/AAAAAAAABOo/dK56Un6RY9k/s320/3683185868_bed3ede00f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365022249813922674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And not forgetting bumblebee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SnRjnGI5W2I/AAAAAAAABOw/mmW_LgDm-Qk/s1600-h/bumblebee-transformers-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SnRjnGI5W2I/AAAAAAAABOw/mmW_LgDm-Qk/s320/bumblebee-transformers-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365022579419077474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry, Shia, you got outstaged. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'd give this a sturdy 8/10. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched PS I love you today as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SnRlNP5V79I/AAAAAAAABO4/eW9VEp6Aq5I/s1600-h/ps_i_love_you_film_movie_torrent_download.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SnRlNP5V79I/AAAAAAAABO4/eW9VEp6Aq5I/s320/ps_i_love_you_film_movie_torrent_download.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365024334384852946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was relatively sad, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;But mostly, it was draggy and boring.&lt;br /&gt;I almost fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so hoping to like this movie that I was extremely disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's being extremely generous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;I should start blogging about other stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;other than &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;movies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;or &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-2162627883606698433?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/2162627883606698433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=2162627883606698433' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/2162627883606698433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/2162627883606698433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/08/transformers-2.html' title='Transformers 2'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SnRg1GQyh0I/AAAAAAAABOY/uYbhBSRhG3M/s72-c/transformers2bw0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-4133704713561641156</id><published>2009-07-31T01:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.248+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>a shout out from the bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was originally made for Shin Yin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because I am bored of memorising legal shit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am going to make this a shout out to all the people I love and care about. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Know that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SnG7HZFx1zI/AAAAAAAABNw/jgRwuXCvYxo/s1600-h/6736_130951784202_787159202_3262035_5217540_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364274366843574066" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SnG7HZFx1zI/AAAAAAAABNw/jgRwuXCvYxo/s320/6736_130951784202_787159202_3262035_5217540_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SnG7GLoGL1I/AAAAAAAABNk/KvrA8XXD388/s1600-h/6736_130951779202_787159202_3262034_5287310_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364274346049548114" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SnG7GLoGL1I/AAAAAAAABNk/KvrA8XXD388/s320/6736_130951779202_787159202_3262034_5287310_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SnG7FzYBGmI/AAAAAAAABNc/hwc_G6UBkRY/s1600-h/6736_130951769202_787159202_3262033_3653953_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364274339539655266" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SnG7FzYBGmI/AAAAAAAABNc/hwc_G6UBkRY/s320/6736_130951769202_787159202_3262033_3653953_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feel the love!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a love spawned from boredom. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;This feels like an ad for befrienders. Ha ha!&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/8539901467255650909-4133704713561641156?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/4133704713561641156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=4133704713561641156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/4133704713561641156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/4133704713561641156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/07/shout-out-from-bored.html' title='a shout out from the bored'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SnG7HZFx1zI/AAAAAAAABNw/jgRwuXCvYxo/s72-c/6736_130951784202_787159202_3262035_5217540_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-5001341071533576945</id><published>2009-07-29T22:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T01:04:51.524+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Another book-movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For those of you who have (or have not) read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;My Sister's Keeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SnBaU6fxBmI/AAAAAAAABNE/hXDOSIpjXEg/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363886471544637026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SnBaU6fxBmI/AAAAAAAABNE/hXDOSIpjXEg/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;GOOD NEWS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is OUT!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I am ashamed to say that I have not personally read it and therefore cannot comment on it (the book). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I gave my unread copy to my maid when she left some time ago. :(&lt;br /&gt;I heard it's good though. And reaaaally sad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here's what it says behind the book:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anna is not sick, but she might as well be. By age thirteen, she has undergone countless surgeries, transfusions, and shots so that her older sister, Kate, can somehow fight the leukemia that has plagued her since childhood. The product of preimplantation genetic diagnosis, Anna was conceived as a bone marrow match for Kate -- a life and a role that she has never challenged...until now. Like most teenagers, Anna is beginning to question who she truly is. But unlike most teenagers, she has always been defined in terms of her sister -- and so Anna makes a decision that for most would be unthinkable, a decision that will tear her family apart and have perhaps fatal consequences for the sister she loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Sister's Keeper examines what it means to be a good parent, a good sister, a good person. Is it morally correct to do whatever it takes to save a child's life, even if that means infringing upon the rights of another? Is it worth trying to discover who you really are, if that quest makes you like yourself less? Should you follow your own heart, or let others lead you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;QUESTION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Should I read the book before? or after I watch the movie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, the movie was supposedly released on June 26 but as always, Malaysia is several steps behind. *rolls eyes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;official trailer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can be found &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EdZZLdjBfCI"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't embed it. The embeding section says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Embedding disabled by request&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am curious to know what the movie is rated on &lt;em&gt;rotten tomatoes&lt;/em&gt; but my internet is being an old fart and won't allow me to access the site. *grumbles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some random site rated it a 3.8/5.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. not too bad I suppose. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;Another movie to look forward to. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-5001341071533576945?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/5001341071533576945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=5001341071533576945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5001341071533576945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5001341071533576945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-book-movie.html' title='Another book-movie'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SnBaU6fxBmI/AAAAAAAABNE/hXDOSIpjXEg/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-7892560970081316149</id><published>2009-07-27T22:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.249+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>I just had an orange. It was sour.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Today, I decided to go 'quote hunting' again.&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Love is a serious mental disease.&lt;br /&gt;-Plato&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha. Imagine that...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Dude, you have, like, a serious mental disease.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-OR-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Boy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; When I first laid eyes on you, I must have suffered some severe brain damage. I felt winded and dizzy. When I consulted the doctor, he told me I've got a serious mental disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;romantic song plays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; *slowly backs away*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ha ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's funny how lameness strikes at the most random of times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, Plato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You know I still love you.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, you know I still have a serious mental disease for you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-7892560970081316149?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/7892560970081316149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=7892560970081316149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/7892560970081316149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/7892560970081316149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-just-had-orange.html' title='I just had an orange. It was sour.'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-1768998428780906549</id><published>2009-07-26T22:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T00:12:59.070+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>of movies and books</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is a superb movie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Assuming I didn't read the book, that is what I would honestly say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362752800809474786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SmxTQl562uI/AAAAAAAABMs/TKJDH8-eAXA/s320/harry-potter-and-the-half-blood-prince.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am extremely glad to announce that as of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;saturday, July 25,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I no longer belong in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I-Havent-Watched-It &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;catagory. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There were parts of the movie that were extremely hillarious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And as far as quality and graphics goes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this one (as compared to the other hp movies) takes the cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think it was well worth the money spent to produce it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I find it extremely draggy and boring at parts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I drifted off a few times and even considered taking a kitty nap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But that's most probably because I've read the book before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;who has never read the book before was beside herself with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;glee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; excitement&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;anticipation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;throughout the entire movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Plus!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got quite annoyed by the movie because it hardly explained anything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't think it did the book much justice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kind of makes you feel like reading can sometimes be a killjoy. :\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Time Traveler's Wife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is a really good book!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362752803794660642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SmxTQxBpLSI/AAAAAAAABM0/4GvGlVyw8fI/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;And a really sad one at that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I like sad books.&lt;br /&gt;It leaves a lasting impression and it feels more realistic.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, face it.&lt;br /&gt;There is no such thing as a 'happy ending'. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Basically, this book is about a guy who has a special sort of disorder.&lt;br /&gt;He &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;time travels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But there's a catch.&lt;br /&gt;He cant control when he &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;disappears&lt;/span&gt;, when he &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;reappears&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;where&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One minute he's sleeping comfortably in his bed; in the present,&lt;br /&gt;the next, he's waking up in 1991, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;stark naked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yeapp..&lt;br /&gt;Everytime he time travels,&lt;br /&gt;he cant bring anything with him.&lt;br /&gt;Not even &lt;strong&gt;teeth fillings&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This guy's name is &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Henry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;In normal terms, he is 8 years older than his wife, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clare&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;since this isn't really what anyone would call,&lt;br /&gt;'normal terms',&lt;br /&gt;everything is kinda...topsy-turvy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When Henry first met Clare, she was 6, he was in his 30's or 40's.&lt;br /&gt;(I can't quite remember)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Clare first met Henry in the present,&lt;br /&gt;(both in their 20's)&lt;br /&gt;he didn't even know she existed.&lt;br /&gt;But she had known him all her life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's really complicated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This book is definately &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And also a must read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And i guess i should give credit to&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Darren&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who recommended it to me in the first place. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;since the book was such a great success it is being remade into a movie.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoorah! for those of you who don't read. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362752813153522210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SmxTRT4-EiI/AAAAAAAABM8/6N3mQRMDrtk/s320/the-time-travelers-wife-trailer.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;The movie stars Rachel McAdams as Clare and Eric Bana as Henry.&lt;br /&gt;It comes out on August 14, according to the world wide web.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's a trailer of the movie.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/USUDlMBR-dQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/USUDlMBR-dQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="450" height="280"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't wait! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wow, this post sure turned out unexpectedly long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just realised that all I ever post about these days are of movies and books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-1768998428780906549?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/1768998428780906549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=1768998428780906549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/1768998428780906549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/1768998428780906549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/07/of-movies-and-books.html' title='of movies and books'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SmxTQl562uI/AAAAAAAABMs/TKJDH8-eAXA/s72-c/harry-potter-and-the-half-blood-prince.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-4699844602728945867</id><published>2009-07-22T23:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.249+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>my brain has been skewered and bbq-ed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My blog feels abandoned. It has been 10 days since my last update and I am feeling a certain amount of obligation to update now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have somehow manage to lose my inspiration to blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scratch that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've lost my inspiration to write.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So there, this should keep you (blog) alive for the next 10 days or so. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-4699844602728945867?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/4699844602728945867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=4699844602728945867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/4699844602728945867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/4699844602728945867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-brain-has-been-skewered-and-bbq-ed.html' title='my brain has been skewered and bbq-ed'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-5893197310168493617</id><published>2009-07-13T01:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T02:11:41.597+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>A tribute to a bff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 18th, Juliaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SloFXsRPk6I/AAAAAAAABMk/-7Wops77Y6I/s1600-h/DSC01348.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/_puR6RDBBdWw/SloFXsRPk6I/AAAAAAAABMk/-7Wops77Y6I/s320/DSC01348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357600611289240482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No more sneaking into clubs for you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's seeeeee, I've known you for close to 6 years now (since form 1).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've done so many things together - mostly crazy stuff. lol. But I know I can always do stupid, embarrassing stuff in front of you because you do them too. Ha ha. You're such a weirdo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's too hard to put everything in words.&lt;br /&gt;So I wont even try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Also partly because I'm feeling quite lazy right now. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go refer to that post I wrote for your dunno which birthday la. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&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/_puR6RDBBdWw/SloFXQjuNbI/AAAAAAAABMc/1zV0shV4xi0/s1600-h/n699735952_3053937_1468244.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/_puR6RDBBdWw/SloFXQjuNbI/AAAAAAAABMc/1zV0shV4xi0/s320/n699735952_3053937_1468244.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357600603850552754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this picture hilarious. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*laughs out loud*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;So anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya loads! :)&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/8539901467255650909-5893197310168493617?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/5893197310168493617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=5893197310168493617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5893197310168493617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5893197310168493617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/07/tribute-to-bff.html' title='A tribute to a bff'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SloFXsRPk6I/AAAAAAAABMk/-7Wops77Y6I/s72-c/DSC01348.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-1855241622079921405</id><published>2009-07-10T01:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.250+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>I need to learn yoga</title><content type='html'>I'm so fuckin pissed right now.&lt;br /&gt;I've never cursed so much in one day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, stop testing my patience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-1855241622079921405?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/1855241622079921405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=1855241622079921405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/1855241622079921405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/1855241622079921405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-need-to-learn-yoga.html' title='I need to learn yoga'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-2794730675304283051</id><published>2009-07-08T00:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.251+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>A series of unfortunate events</title><content type='html'>I've been on a bad luck streak lately.&lt;br /&gt;Let's analyse the damages done so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;broken plate&lt;/span&gt; (the beautiful sushi on it, gone! T.T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;broken cup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;broken shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;chipped wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think that pretty much sums up the 'broken stuff' category.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NOTE: I did not break the shower per-se. I think it was broken a long time ago and just decided to die while I was using it. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok, onto the injuries category:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fell down&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ONCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tripped&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MANY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TIMES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the past few days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kicked the side of chairs/tables&lt;/strong&gt; (this shitting hurts like hell btw) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3 TIMES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; today&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spilled stuff&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TWICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (once almost directly on my lappie) in the past week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smacked Julia on the face&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ONCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;. (sorry! ha ha.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Left all my books in college&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ONCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Got dropped on my head while practising latin dance&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ONCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dropped stuff&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;UNCOUNTABLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; number of times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Sigh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Where are you, lady luck??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Come back before I kill myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-2794730675304283051?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/2794730675304283051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=2794730675304283051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/2794730675304283051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/2794730675304283051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/07/series-of-unfortunate-events.html' title='A series of unfortunate events'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-8677093824464861907</id><published>2009-07-06T22:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.251+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>random beyond believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just imagined my blog,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10 years down the line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just imagined my child, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;reading it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SlHuTxj-O2I/AAAAAAAABMM/zryrgksXnNc/s1600-h/SuperStock_1444R-260802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355323455409372002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SlHuTxj-O2I/AAAAAAAABMM/zryrgksXnNc/s320/SuperStock_1444R-260802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh man... Ha ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you imagine reading some emo crap your parents wrote 30 years ago??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's just &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; freakin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Ha ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Imagine my child reading this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hi son/daughter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-8677093824464861907?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/8677093824464861907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=8677093824464861907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/8677093824464861907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/8677093824464861907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/07/random-beyond-believe.html' title='random beyond believe'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SlHuTxj-O2I/AAAAAAAABMM/zryrgksXnNc/s72-c/SuperStock_1444R-260802.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-304348065630668237</id><published>2009-07-06T00:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.252+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>some random crap off the web</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok, so... here's what happened today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of life's many inconvenient inconveniences :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Solution (as per random suggestion) :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Google random stuff. i.e. chewing gum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Result :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;stumbles upon www.ehow.com , a website about how to do just about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I searched up some pretty random stuff from there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here is one of the many:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How to Avoid Mosquito Bites&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;STEP 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wear &lt;strong&gt;long pants&lt;/strong&gt; and a &lt;strong&gt;long-sleeved shirt&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuck&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the pant legs into your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;socks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;tuck&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; all shirts in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;STEP 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Cover up with a &lt;strong&gt;hat&lt;/strong&gt;, preferably with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ear flaps&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And bla bla bla. The rest of the steps are about spraying yourself with bug repellant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So yea. This is really good advise. If you dont mind going out of your house (or even being in your house for that matter) looking like an eskimo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Me : A hypocrite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here I am talking about the randomest shit people post online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;while posting my own random shit. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-304348065630668237?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/304348065630668237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=304348065630668237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/304348065630668237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/304348065630668237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/07/some-random-crap-off-web.html' title='some random crap off the web'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-346596331097453951</id><published>2009-07-03T23:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T00:09:56.669+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, here I am to talk about a book again. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This one is called:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;The Book Thief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;by Markus Zusak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sk4Gl86litI/AAAAAAAABL8/lFNYIaGG2Cw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354224256066882258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sk4Gl86litI/AAAAAAAABL8/lFNYIaGG2Cw/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didnt think I'd like this book at first because the starting was pretty draggy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I changed my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- - - - -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This book is written from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'s point of view&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;Death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as its narrator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The story takes place in &lt;strong&gt;Nazi Germany&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeapp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sure most of you&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (those who read stories with Nazi Germany as it's setting) &lt;/span&gt;are expecting me to say, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I cried at the end of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Right? Right?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you see the words &lt;strong&gt;'Nazi'&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;'Germany'&lt;/strong&gt; in a story book, you know it almost always ends sadly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And you wouldn't be wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not for this book anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a sad story scale of 1-10 with 10 being the saddest, I'd say this story is easily an 8. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Basically, this is a book about:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nazi Germany,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A girl, or more appropriately, a book thief,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;An accordian,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A hidden jew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So how would I rate this book?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd say....an 8.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I docked marks for the draggy start. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MOVING ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today...., is a sad day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was allowed to drive alone at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this was what went down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the road :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The journey was completely uneventful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Back home :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I stepped on the accelerator, instead of the break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;As a result :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Screech...! SMASH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today...., is a sad sad day.&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/8539901467255650909-346596331097453951?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/346596331097453951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=346596331097453951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/346596331097453951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/346596331097453951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/07/ok-here-i-am-to-talk-about-book-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sk4Gl86litI/AAAAAAAABL8/lFNYIaGG2Cw/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-7828696056812683895</id><published>2009-06-27T23:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T21:04:30.516+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farewell'/><title type='text'>another one down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shin Yin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SkYcJVkuJuI/AAAAAAAABL0/sbCuzrzmtK8/s1600-h/IMG_1687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351996153911977698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SkYcJVkuJuI/AAAAAAAABL0/sbCuzrzmtK8/s320/IMG_1687.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In another hour or so, your feet will officially be off Malaysian soil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've always talked about leaving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But everytime we did, you'd be the one sighing and saying you'd be here forever. Who's have thought that you'd be among the first few to go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm gonna miss you a whole lot. :'(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bon voyage, Shin Yin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll meet you there in 6 months (hopefully).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-7828696056812683895?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/7828696056812683895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=7828696056812683895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/7828696056812683895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/7828696056812683895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-one-down.html' title='another one down'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SkYcJVkuJuI/AAAAAAAABL0/sbCuzrzmtK8/s72-c/IMG_1687.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-786761010381765791</id><published>2009-06-26T00:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.253+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SkOLmzZBIdI/AAAAAAAABLU/OoBTvlPDERU/s1600-h/scenary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351274280992711122" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SkOLmzZBIdI/AAAAAAAABLU/OoBTvlPDERU/s320/scenary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This picture looks extremely... positive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In a dark swampy forest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a ray of light pierces through the menacing darkness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;revealing the beauty previously obscured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But all I can think of now is....,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;imagine being in a forest;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;imagine standing on a patch of grass, admiring the &lt;strong&gt;beauty&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;peace&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;tranquility&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Suddenly, a ray of light shines through a hole in the forest's leafy roof.&lt;br /&gt;You begin to notice the ugly details in your surroundings -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;the weeds that have gotten caught on the hem of your new levi's;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;the mud that stained your white shoes and its undone laces;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;the red patches on your arms left by blood sucking mosquito's and a murky pond in which they breed in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've recently come to realise that all the things i've ever considered myself good at, are merely products of wistful thinking on my part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-786761010381765791?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/786761010381765791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=786761010381765791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/786761010381765791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/786761010381765791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-picture-is-extremely.html' title=''/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SkOLmzZBIdI/AAAAAAAABLU/OoBTvlPDERU/s72-c/scenary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-550744930018428895</id><published>2009-06-21T19:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.254+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>intermission</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While helping Julia find some pictures for her esl presentation, I came across some really reaaaaaaly cute pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And since I'm super bored now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shall list down the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top &lt;strike&gt;10&lt;/strike&gt; 8 Cutest Animals EVERRR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(in my opinion)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Basically it's a list of animals that, if I could, i would have running around my house. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Number 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349718189989434850" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 301px; height: 288px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sj4EWYrEFeI/AAAAAAAABKc/d2aZcOYA3VI/s320/cow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COWS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So freakin cute! xD&lt;br /&gt;Mooooo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Number 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349724277384448786" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sj4J4t_IixI/AAAAAAAABLM/rrp6GxULESc/s320/goats_lead_wideweb__470x352,0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOATS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The way they go bekk bekk~ is so adorable. Ha ha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I actually like sheeps too but then I realised I dont like grown up ones cos they're all woolly and yuck. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And since I myself am a goat, it's only natural that I like them. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Number 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349718183118195554" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 306px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sj4EV_E1S2I/AAAAAAAABKM/nalYxfh7vls/s320/141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PIGS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yess, even the big ones. So CUTE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, pigs are waaaay underrated. They make fun house pets you know... And they're not necessarily dirty. They're not even on the top of the dirtiest animals list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Number 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349718187556827714" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sj4EWPnFckI/AAAAAAAABKU/DqY3b7L8unw/s320/6af3d845663b015d9bfa7524816a72bb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DOGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No argument here right? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Number 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sj4Ih4VC7MI/AAAAAAAABLE/KnB3r8yJy3U/s1600-h/z144034649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349722785512090818" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 213px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sj4Ih4VC7MI/AAAAAAAABLE/KnB3r8yJy3U/s320/z144034649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MONKEYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've always always wanted one! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's one exception to this though.. I don't like the monkeys at Taman Tun park. Those are ferocious! I saw them mugging someone before and it's left me with a mental scar forever. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Number 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sj4IhrlcBlI/AAAAAAAABK8/8YsvkMjUZ1E/s1600-h/dolphins-bottlenose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349722782091183698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 209px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sj4IhrlcBlI/AAAAAAAABK8/8YsvkMjUZ1E/s320/dolphins-bottlenose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DOLPHINS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Partially the reason why I want to move to Australia. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Number 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sj4IKAp_4RI/AAAAAAAABK0/Vn2sD0AU0z0/s1600-h/whitetigers2gu2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349722375430594834" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 292px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sj4IKAp_4RI/AAAAAAAABK0/Vn2sD0AU0z0/s320/whitetigers2gu2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TIGERS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;White ones especially! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They're so beautiful and majestic. *sigh...!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And their cubs are so AWWW!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And finally,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;NU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;ER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;1!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;*Drum Rolls*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sj4IKAD_nQI/AAAAAAAABKs/4aBhXll3PI4/s1600-h/cats_34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349722375271193858" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sj4IKAD_nQI/AAAAAAAABKs/4aBhXll3PI4/s320/cats_34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sj4IJ7g2jkI/AAAAAAAABKk/5EkXyRy4nGY/s1600-h/2971459212_f32a32422e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349722374050057794" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sj4IJ7g2jkI/AAAAAAAABKk/5EkXyRy4nGY/s320/2971459212_f32a32422e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CATS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is sooo expected of me right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I considered adding the tigers in this category since I love all felines but then I'd have only 7 animals on my list. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;For my birthday next year,&lt;br /&gt;any of the above would make a nice present. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-550744930018428895?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/550744930018428895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=550744930018428895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/550744930018428895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/550744930018428895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/06/intermission.html' title='intermission'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sj4EWYrEFeI/AAAAAAAABKc/d2aZcOYA3VI/s72-c/cow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-2228863157817317108</id><published>2009-06-17T22:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T22:50:26.328+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Happy BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rachel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;16-06-91&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SjjkUiQaClI/AAAAAAAABKE/shicq1MNoiA/s1600-h/P16-06-09_11.14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348275598946601554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SjjkUiQaClI/AAAAAAAABKE/shicq1MNoiA/s320/P16-06-09_11.14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate this picture. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We should take another!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twan Tzee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;17-06-91&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SjjkUQlJfLI/AAAAAAAABJ8/HriSxVxqkS0/s1600-h/cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348275594201758898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SjjkUQlJfLI/AAAAAAAABJ8/HriSxVxqkS0/s320/cropped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope you guys like the present and had a great time the past two days! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And together, the two of you managed to burn a big BIG hole in all our pockets. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Should be doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Legal CPT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;noww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-2228863157817317108?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/2228863157817317108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=2228863157817317108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/2228863157817317108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/2228863157817317108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-rachel-16-06-91-damn-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SjjkUiQaClI/AAAAAAAABKE/shicq1MNoiA/s72-c/P16-06-09_11.14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-2789947855164135398</id><published>2009-06-17T02:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T10:04:08.582+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>Dance Subaru</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;12.54am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've got college in a few hours and I should be asleep. &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;But I'm not&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a few hours ago, ying messaged me saying she won&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; free tickets&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to watch this japanese movie,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SjfOHrrzv_I/AAAAAAAABJ0/f3JAerwONoU/s1600-h/dance+subaru.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347969713906630642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SjfOHrrzv_I/AAAAAAAABJ0/f3JAerwONoU/s320/dance+subaru.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dance Subaru.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I agreed because it has the word &lt;strong&gt;'dance'&lt;/strong&gt; in it and I'm a sucker for dancing movies. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I only found out later that she participated in the competition just to win tickets in order to catch &lt;strong&gt;tvxq&lt;/strong&gt;'s &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;less-than-one-minute appearance&lt;/span&gt; in the movie. =.=' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;typical earniee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SjfOHcdZBMI/AAAAAAAABJs/SqW7eA5QsL4/s1600-h/dance-b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347969709819626690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SjfOHcdZBMI/AAAAAAAABJs/SqW7eA5QsL4/s320/dance-b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;She wanted to see u-know but he only appeared for like 2-3 seconds during the CREDITS. ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;They didnt show him singing in the movie at all. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok, back to the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Overall the movie is ok.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's kind of anti climatic because.....well.., hmm..I dont think I should spoil it for you. Anyway, trust my word for it, &lt;strong&gt;it just is&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is an extremely predictable and suspenseless movie and, to my utter disappointment, they didnt really show much of the dancing either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the parts that they did show are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Makes me feel sad for not learning ballet. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;plus plus plus plus.........! there's a really cute, innocent looking guy in the movie. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Buuuuut, it's late now and I'm too lazy to hunt for photo's so once again, you'll have to trust my word for it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good night! ~.~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-2789947855164135398?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/2789947855164135398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=2789947855164135398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/2789947855164135398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/2789947855164135398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/06/dance-subaru.html' title='Dance Subaru'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SjfOHrrzv_I/AAAAAAAABJ0/f3JAerwONoU/s72-c/dance+subaru.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-3503522602263319025</id><published>2009-06-14T19:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T02:35:39.311+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SjTGxcG6hmI/AAAAAAAABJM/yI3LANBDZKg/s1600-h/questionmark-symbol.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347117210256705122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SjTGxcG6hmI/AAAAAAAABJM/yI3LANBDZKg/s320/questionmark-symbol.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am currently stuck here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://coursesearch.unimelb.edu.au/allcareer.aspx?typeall=1&amp;amp;typepg=0&amp;amp;typeug=0&amp;amp;typesc=0&amp;amp;stype=careerall&amp;amp;ctype=4&amp;amp;sterm=[careerall"&gt;http://coursesearch.unimelb.edu.au/allcareer.aspx?typeall=1&amp;amp;typepg=0&amp;amp;typeug=0&amp;amp;typesc=0&amp;amp;stype=careerall&amp;amp;ctype=4&amp;amp;sterm=[careerall&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://coursesearch.unimelb.edu.au/Default.aspx"&gt;]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go ahead, click it. I assure you it's not a virus. I'm stuck there in a figurative sense. Not literally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a completely lost person like me, i suggest you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DO&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; make haste, and click it. It contains a list of careers categorized from A-Z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEAPPP!&lt;/strong&gt; Back to the same old topic again.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, I really don't want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But people have been telling me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;IT'S TIME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yea, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I do believe it's time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why oh WHY did I choose SAM??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you're still in the blur, SAM students (humanities) have to begin submitting applications to Australian universities at the end of June. Wait, or was it July? Well, same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I dont have the slightest clue what I want to do!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My future feels so screwed. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe it's time to give up on dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I never though I'd ever say this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But, I'm broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally, broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a lighter note,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy super belated Birthday, Phebe! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347121618212419826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SjTKyBBc-PI/AAAAAAAABJU/kdF_2I-AgIM/s320/cropped.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Go out there and live your life!&lt;br /&gt;Dont always say no mood. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-3503522602263319025?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/3503522602263319025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=3503522602263319025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/3503522602263319025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/3503522602263319025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-currently-stuck-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SjTGxcG6hmI/AAAAAAAABJM/yI3LANBDZKg/s72-c/questionmark-symbol.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-1562296328108139835</id><published>2009-06-10T22:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.255+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have been sitting here for the past half an hour, wondering what I should write.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pissed.&lt;br /&gt;I was upset.&lt;br /&gt;I felt the need to justify; to fight back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was half an hour ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In that time, while thinking of all the ways and things I could say to express my anger, i also had time to think about the many things I actually like about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, half an hour later, the feeling has subsided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Maybe what you did, you did out of the spur of the moment (fueled by a certain amount of anger); maybe you didnt have the time I had to think things over? Perhaps when you think back on it now, you regret it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Or maybe you dont.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It makes me sad that of all the good i see in you, you only see the bad in me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But at least I finally know that there are so many things you have been holding against me and secretly hating me for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-1562296328108139835?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/1562296328108139835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=1562296328108139835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/1562296328108139835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/1562296328108139835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-been-sitting-here-for-past-half.html' title=''/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-6898002447387631687</id><published>2009-06-08T02:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.255+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>seconds, minutes, hours, days, months, years; a lifetime.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everything is gaining on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and it's freaking me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's like having one of those nightmares where all you do is &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;run&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and run&lt;/span&gt; and run... for what feels like &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;forever&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and ever&lt;/span&gt; and ever, trying with every ounce of your adrenalin to escape those menacing shadows that just keeps getting &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;closer&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and closer&lt;/span&gt;.. and closer.. right until that very moment when you notice, from the corner of your eyes, a pair of dirty, less than friendly, larger than life hands, reaches out, and takes a swipe at you. But then, just in time, as always, you wake up in a pool of salty, wet, disgusting sweat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The dream always happens and ends the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You already know perfectly well how it feels like to run for your life. But even after having the same dream a thousand times, you have no idea why you're running or what happens when you &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;get&lt;/span&gt; caught.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So i guess it is a lesson to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;never &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;get&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;caught&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you dont want to know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-6898002447387631687?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/6898002447387631687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=6898002447387631687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/6898002447387631687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/6898002447387631687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/06/seconds-minutes-hours-days-months-years.html' title='seconds, minutes, hours, days, months, years; a lifetime.'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-1017552975761491143</id><published>2009-06-01T02:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T19:55:21.418+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>The Lie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SiKqUkfQLiI/AAAAAAAABI0/6TebhIl4ud4/s1600-h/n296197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342019378383695394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SiKqUkfQLiI/AAAAAAAABI0/6TebhIl4ud4/s320/n296197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This has&lt;strong&gt; GOT&lt;/strong&gt; to be the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WORST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; book &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Normally, I'd write about a book only &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;after&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i've finished it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But this time, ........@.@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finishing this book seems highly &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;unlikely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When I first started reading the book, I rolled my eyes and stopped at page &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;. But after several &lt;strong&gt;forceful &lt;/strong&gt;attempts, I'm finally at page &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;25&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Phiew! I didnt think i'd make it this far&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But honestly, I think this is as far as I can force myself to go.&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I feel myself getting &lt;em&gt;less intelligent&lt;/em&gt; with every page.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;I bet you expected me to say 'stupider' instead of 'less intelligent', didnt you? :D Well, I saved myself in time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;So why did I buy this &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RM61.90&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; book in the first place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't it obvious?? I got it for the title!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE LIE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It sounds... conspiracy related.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Come on, it was an honest mistake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I guess that's how you sell a book.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You give it a misleading title and then give a vague description of the story at the back of the book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yess. the description sounded good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It said:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Try to remember the moment when all the stupid innocent things you thought about life and love, all the things you thought mattered, all the things you thought were true... try to remember when they all turned out to be lies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seee....! Doesn't it sound all.. conspiracy-ish?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sheesh! I could have spent the money on something more....&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beneficial&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(a pair of shoes maybe? sighhh...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But strangely, there is actually a good review of the book online. Albeit it is the &lt;em&gt;ONLY &lt;/em&gt;review, I cant help but feel I should at least finish the book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, I shall let you know if I change my mind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That is IF I actually finish the book without committing suicide in the process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-1017552975761491143?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/1017552975761491143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=1017552975761491143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/1017552975761491143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/1017552975761491143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/05/lie.html' title='The Lie'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SiKqUkfQLiI/AAAAAAAABI0/6TebhIl4ud4/s72-c/n296197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-5467587938233583408</id><published>2009-05-24T02:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.256+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I had the most random day, ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ying, Yin and I met up in ou &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;intending&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to catch up over lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Did you know that there is a padington's house of pancake in ou?? :O Shocking riiiight? I had no idea. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShgoZ2uwngI/AAAAAAAABFA/l74VdpboDD0/s1600-h/P1000436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339061782901202434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShgoZ2uwngI/AAAAAAAABFA/l74VdpboDD0/s320/P1000436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Yin was the camera person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She was still marvelling over her new camera. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShgoZ_665vI/AAAAAAAABE4/uAoKAT_Fdgs/s1600-h/P1000437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339061785368127218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShgoZ_665vI/AAAAAAAABE4/uAoKAT_Fdgs/s320/P1000437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Yuuuumm. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buut... that's not the random part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's what went down.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Since we only planned for lunch, we were pretty much lost after.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We couldnt decide where to go or what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's the age-old question, isnt it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Movie &lt;/strong&gt;- long line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bowling &lt;/strong&gt;- too expensive..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Karaoke &lt;/strong&gt;- too expensive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Batting + rock climbing&lt;/strong&gt; - too expensive&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shopping&lt;/strong&gt; - no money&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some so-called secret garden in ou&lt;/strong&gt; - bees! (mainly just me :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A park&lt;/strong&gt; - o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And other random crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pointless discussion,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShgoZiFWCbI/AAAAAAAABEw/InHv71egR44/s1600-h/P1000440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339061777358784946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShgoZiFWCbI/AAAAAAAABEw/InHv71egR44/s320/P1000440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we ended up here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShgoZv2BpHI/AAAAAAAABEo/bhnT9zPzOWA/s1600-h/P23-05-09_15.28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339061781052630130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShgoZv2BpHI/AAAAAAAABEo/bhnT9zPzOWA/s320/P23-05-09_15.28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How lame and random right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know why we went there?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm going to tell you either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShgoF9kY0_I/AAAAAAAABEg/DZK-kDV2Hug/s1600-h/P23-05-09_16.16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339061441139364850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShgoF9kY0_I/AAAAAAAABEg/DZK-kDV2Hug/s320/P23-05-09_16.16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A 1ooo pieces puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeaaaaaaaap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we pretty much spent the remainder of our day putting it together. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShgoFmu7WEI/AAAAAAAABEY/9LUl_X5rNN0/s1600-h/P1000444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339061435009554498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShgoFmu7WEI/AAAAAAAABEY/9LUl_X5rNN0/s320/P1000444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was kinda fun although we were totally struggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Who on earth chose the 1000 pieces puzzle??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And who on earth chose such a difficult one??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the pieces looked pretty much the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShgoFTlXugI/AAAAAAAABEQ/1C7YYUr-SLg/s1600-h/P23-05-09_16.29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339061429869197826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShgoFTlXugI/AAAAAAAABEQ/1C7YYUr-SLg/s320/P23-05-09_16.29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShgoFS249iI/AAAAAAAABEI/vxzGkphWc6M/s1600-h/P1000447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339061429674243618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShgoFS249iI/AAAAAAAABEI/vxzGkphWc6M/s320/P1000447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So yea....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, this was all we managed.&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShgoFEmDJcI/AAAAAAAABEA/qPrffxRL_EE/s1600-h/P1000453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339061425845511618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShgoFEmDJcI/AAAAAAAABEA/qPrffxRL_EE/s320/P1000453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; How random.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-5467587938233583408?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/5467587938233583408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=5467587938233583408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5467587938233583408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5467587938233583408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-had-most-random-day-ever-ying-yin-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShgoZ2uwngI/AAAAAAAABFA/l74VdpboDD0/s72-c/P1000436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-8348164370017521930</id><published>2009-05-23T12:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T01:13:03.305+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>2 days, 3 movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Holiday life is so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShdngyiteWI/AAAAAAAABD4/IvqyZFiOoNg/s1600-h/angels+and+demons.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338849696291846498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShdngyiteWI/AAAAAAAABD4/IvqyZFiOoNg/s320/angels+and+demons.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Angels and Demons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm... nothing much to say about this movie.&lt;br /&gt;I went in expecting it to be good and it was. So yea. lol.&lt;br /&gt;No big surprise there. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShdngxRkK3I/AAAAAAAABDw/xgqDflrzGYE/s1600-h/star+trek.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338849695951498098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShdngxRkK3I/AAAAAAAABDw/xgqDflrzGYE/s320/star+trek.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Star Trek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seeing as I'm not a sci-fi fan, I didnt really expect to like this show. I only went to watch it because the screening time fits what I was looking for. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, surprise! I liked it! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe that's because the guy is really good looking. Ha ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wouldn't put it pass myself. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShdnggOOPkI/AAAAAAAABDo/f3_M5MuXV_E/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338849691374075458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShdnggOOPkI/AAAAAAAABDo/f3_M5MuXV_E/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yea, all the movies were good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I love you, man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;much as i hate to admit it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although I didnt really get some of the sick jokes, it was quite funny nontheless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The guys were laughing their asses off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So if you're a guy, I recommend it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Will blog about all my other holiday escapades if and when I feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Once again, freedom rocks! :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-8348164370017521930?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShdngyiteWI/AAAAAAAABD4/IvqyZFiOoNg/s72-c/angels+and+demons.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-4381351619609178980</id><published>2009-05-20T00:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.257+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>raaandom!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 more days!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;cant wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;cant wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;cant wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;cant wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I should be studying. &gt;&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Somehow i blog most during exam period.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-4381351619609178980?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/4381351619609178980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=4381351619609178980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/4381351619609178980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/4381351619609178980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/05/raaandom.html' title='raaandom!'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-5320612732471185378</id><published>2009-05-18T13:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.258+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>An excuse to slack</title><content type='html'>It's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;11.30am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, Monday, and I'm at home, on my lappie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed home supposedly to study since, being me, I wasted my whole weekend in front of the tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But....ha ha. Here I am. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day started off pretty promising though.&lt;br /&gt;I got up at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;7am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, started reading econs and didnt immediately go back to sleep. &lt;em&gt;(I know right? WOW!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That lasted for about...&lt;strong&gt;an hour&lt;/strong&gt;, give or take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(good enough for my standards :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...! I got up at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;9am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and continued studying ok.&lt;br /&gt;Not bad right? :D&lt;br /&gt;But well, as I said, it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;11.30am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and here I am. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of some pictures I took back in high school that I never got round to posting. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A typical day in the physics lab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tze Yeang starts off his day full of enthusiasm and optimism. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShDVegmISxI/AAAAAAAABDg/8eA1mDiP0QQ/s1600-h/IMG_0944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337000278556691218" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShDVegmISxI/AAAAAAAABDg/8eA1mDiP0QQ/s320/IMG_0944.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After 15 minutes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShDVeSCjmJI/AAAAAAAABDY/YwU2o8Bhd5k/s1600-h/IMG_0946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337000274649389202" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShDVeSCjmJI/AAAAAAAABDY/YwU2o8Bhd5k/s320/IMG_0946.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;20 minutes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShDVeZxY1RI/AAAAAAAABDQ/pIOG-VWM5U0/s1600-h/IMG_0948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337000276724864274" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShDVeZxY1RI/AAAAAAAABDQ/pIOG-VWM5U0/s320/IMG_0948.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Less than half an hour after class starts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShDVeA9U4iI/AAAAAAAABDI/T2PPvEHg8bg/s1600-h/IMG_0947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337000270064050722" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShDVeA9U4iI/AAAAAAAABDI/T2PPvEHg8bg/s320/IMG_0947.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; zzzz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm sorry yeang, don't kill me! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Now back to studying!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;cheah, right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-5320612732471185378?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/5320612732471185378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=5320612732471185378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5320612732471185378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/5320612732471185378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-11.html' title='An excuse to slack'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ShDVegmISxI/AAAAAAAABDg/8eA1mDiP0QQ/s72-c/IMG_0944.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-8204926606334231068</id><published>2009-05-16T11:55:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.258+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>Swine Flu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Has arrived in Malaysia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We are no longer safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you still believe yourself, immune?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That nothing as bad as a deadly flu would ever happen to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Time to wake up and smell the virus-filled air!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;People are dropping dead all around us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And there is nothing we can do about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Or is there...?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, dont look at me, i'm clueless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm just bored. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-8204926606334231068?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/8204926606334231068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=8204926606334231068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/8204926606334231068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/8204926606334231068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/05/swine-flu.html' title='Swine Flu'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-921634052366040744</id><published>2009-05-09T14:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.259+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>bake bake cake cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's mother's day tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So what did Julia and I decide to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why, we decided to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of course! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our baking session was kinda&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;impromptu&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;11.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; on msn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Julia :&lt;/span&gt; What are you doing for mother's day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me :&lt;/span&gt; Most prob baking. You?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Julia :&lt;/span&gt; Me too! Waiting for my mum to sleep now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Me :&lt;/span&gt; What?!? You're doing it now? In the middle of the night?? Hey, that's a brilliant idea! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt; goes to look for ingredients -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;miraculously, i had everything i need! :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;12 midnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, we were officially ready to bake together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How, you ask?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Via &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;webcam&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, duh! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SgUGEiVSG8I/AAAAAAAABDA/Maoq7t4AvXo/s1600-h/P09-05-09_01.50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333676008695536578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SgUGEiVSG8I/AAAAAAAABDA/Maoq7t4AvXo/s320/P09-05-09_01.50.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;cyber-baking session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and let me tell you this,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's &lt;strong&gt;damn fun&lt;/strong&gt;! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And as it turns out,&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is so fated that it's creepy lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, we were planning to bake the exact same thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vanilla muffin aka. Fairy cake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at the creemy-ness. yummmm~ xd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SgUGEmyupvI/AAAAAAAABC4/LRk1w7noMV0/s1600-h/P09-05-09_01.49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333676009892783858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SgUGEmyupvI/AAAAAAAABC4/LRk1w7noMV0/s320/P09-05-09_01.49.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And I kinda filled the mold a little bit too full. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;It looks ok in the pic below....,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SgUGEdwZD6I/AAAAAAAABCw/FKaHh0BMDH0/s1600-h/P09-05-09_01.56.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333676007467061154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SgUGEdwZD6I/AAAAAAAABCw/FKaHh0BMDH0/s320/P09-05-09_01.56.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But in the oven, it just kept &lt;strong&gt;expanding!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching it expand going &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;oh shit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh shit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;stop&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;stop&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;stop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SgUFSYrz9pI/AAAAAAAABCo/tQz-3sxxIQI/s1600-h/P09-05-09_02.12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333675147112216210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SgUFSYrz9pI/AAAAAAAABCo/tQz-3sxxIQI/s320/P09-05-09_02.12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think we finished baking at about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;3am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but damn it, there was so so so much to wash and clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SgUFSK96E8I/AAAAAAAABCg/JAd80P-Jjcc/s1600-h/P09-05-09_04.03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333675143430017986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SgUFSK96E8I/AAAAAAAABCg/JAd80P-Jjcc/s320/P09-05-09_04.03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; look at the mess I made.&lt;br /&gt;It doesnt look so bad in the pic cos I already cleared some stuff away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SgUFR5bYfzI/AAAAAAAABCY/c2PbV9kSGHM/s1600-h/P09-05-09_04.03%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333675138721808178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SgUFR5bYfzI/AAAAAAAABCY/c2PbV9kSGHM/s320/P09-05-09_04.03%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By the time we finished washing everything, it was like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;4am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But well, it was worth it in the end! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SgUFRnn-BpI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Tj3xtda-7fc/s1600-h/P09-05-09_04.48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333675133942761106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SgUFRnn-BpI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Tj3xtda-7fc/s320/P09-05-09_04.48.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SgUFRckWbKI/AAAAAAAABCI/y2lzVw4rXAI/s1600-h/P09-05-09_10.44%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333675130974792866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SgUFRckWbKI/AAAAAAAABCI/y2lzVw4rXAI/s320/P09-05-09_10.44%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ju, thank goodness I had you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cant imagine baking until 4am in the morning with no company. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But i doubt I'll even be baking in the middle of the night at all if not for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ha ha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So anyway,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Mother's Day, Mom!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank's for everything :)&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/8539901467255650909-921634052366040744?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/921634052366040744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=921634052366040744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/921634052366040744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/921634052366040744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/05/bake-bake-cake-cake.html' title='bake bake cake cake'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SgUGEiVSG8I/AAAAAAAABDA/Maoq7t4AvXo/s72-c/P09-05-09_01.50.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-7028333790001389813</id><published>2009-05-03T11:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T21:07:00.717+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concert'/><title type='text'>Music-man Live in Malaysia 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;YESS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last night was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;the&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SfzyVAkJ37I/AAAAAAAABCA/rQea7tzrArw/s1600-h/IMG_2632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331402501642641330" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SfzyVAkJ37I/AAAAAAAABCA/rQea7tzrArw/s320/IMG_2632.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Ying, yin and I got the tickets like &lt;strong&gt;months&lt;/strong&gt; ago so we were like, FINALLY! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SfzyUztTeTI/AAAAAAAABB4/DQL5_xasVJc/s1600-h/IMG_2616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331402498191358258" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SfzyUztTeTI/AAAAAAAABB4/DQL5_xasVJc/s320/IMG_2616.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And yeay for giant paper hands. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's a concert without one of those right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331402499208459698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SfzyU3fzNbI/AAAAAAAABBw/9EabMRKLgbA/s320/IMG_2622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our seats were... quite far. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;RM198 and still... quite far.&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine how far the RM88 people must be?&lt;br /&gt;Lets just say even the large LCD screens look tiny to them. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SfzyUncvK4I/AAAAAAAABBo/r-2SIFb7YAk/s1600-h/IMG_2636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331402494900644738" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SfzyUncvK4I/AAAAAAAABBo/r-2SIFb7YAk/s320/IMG_2636.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But luckily, Yin brought a binoculars. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;Look at Ying.&lt;br /&gt;Her expression is priceless xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SfzxgXMOaMI/AAAAAAAABBg/Dap8zBa8xEk/s1600-h/IMG_2639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331401597183224002" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SfzxgXMOaMI/AAAAAAAABBg/Dap8zBa8xEk/s320/IMG_2639.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But... even with the bino, the stage still looks teeny tiny. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So aaanyway,&lt;br /&gt;while we were waiting for Lee Hom,&lt;br /&gt;we decided to practice our favourite part from his song,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;摇滚怎么了&lt;em&gt;-whats wrong with rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;(yeap, a rock song) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which goes something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;我想吐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;[I want to vomit (direct translation :P)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SfzxgJJpQpI/AAAAAAAABBY/gaAlH1uTEvk/s1600-h/IMG_2646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331401593414304402" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SfzxgJJpQpI/AAAAAAAABBY/gaAlH1uTEvk/s320/IMG_2646.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLEOH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;We were like, &lt;em&gt;ok, must not miss that part later!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, when Lee Hom finally got on stage after Malaysian Idol winner, Daniel (booo!) and some random girl, he sang that song FIRST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because Yin and I were too excited,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we missed it!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;All that practice for nuts. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I think I should probably comment on the concert now although &lt;strong&gt;it goes without saying&lt;/strong&gt;, it was FLAWLESS! (duh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He played:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The guitar&lt;/strong&gt; (electric) - we all met bahamut. so cool!! :D And his solo was awesome! x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The violin&lt;/strong&gt; - Oh-my-god. Seriously. Thats all I can say. When he started playing it, everyone was like &lt;em&gt;blown away&lt;/em&gt;! As in, literally! No one was in the stadium anymore. We were all in a different world. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The drum&lt;/strong&gt; - Ha ha. His drummer get-up is soo (boy-boy) cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The piano&lt;/strong&gt; - This was like the most normal. lol. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SfzxfzF0O6I/AAAAAAAABBQ/Y0MjinSKjhA/s1600-h/IMG_2664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331401587492666274" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SfzxfzF0O6I/AAAAAAAABBQ/Y0MjinSKjhA/s320/IMG_2664.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sfzxf0rN7bI/AAAAAAAABBI/0HH2q1mXrq0/s1600-h/IMG_2665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331401587917974962" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sfzxf0rN7bI/AAAAAAAABBI/0HH2q1mXrq0/s320/IMG_2665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sigh... such a talented guy. :)&lt;br /&gt;And such an awesome performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buuuuutt.... in the end, we all &lt;strong&gt;boo-ed&lt;/strong&gt; him. lol.&lt;br /&gt;I feel really bad now.&lt;br /&gt;But he brought it on himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he said goodbye with the song &lt;em&gt;kiss goodbye&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;no one took him seriously&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I mean like normally during concerts the singer will say goodbye and leave but then when everyone starts shouting for &lt;strong&gt;encore&lt;/strong&gt;, he/she will return and do at least one last song. &lt;em&gt;Right right?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He didnt!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all screaming for an encore while some dude announced that the concert was officially OVER and that we can all leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;So everyone REFUSED to leave and continued shouting for an encore a few times. The guy had to announce again that it was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And theeenn....&lt;br /&gt;BOOOOO! &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sfzxfmb1BwI/AAAAAAAABBA/cGZnkrZaR98/s1600-h/IMG_2669.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331401584095332098" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sfzxfmb1BwI/AAAAAAAABBA/cGZnkrZaR98/s320/IMG_2669.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But, overall, I'm glad I went.&lt;br /&gt;There's like so much more awesomeness about the concert that I'm too lazy to write out. So yea. Go beat yourself up for missing it. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Btw, this was my first self-paid concert. :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-7028333790001389813?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/7028333790001389813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=7028333790001389813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/7028333790001389813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/7028333790001389813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/05/music-man-live-in-malaysia-2009.html' title='Music-man Live in Malaysia 2009'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SfzyVAkJ37I/AAAAAAAABCA/rQea7tzrArw/s72-c/IMG_2632.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-3447411276669399768</id><published>2009-04-27T18:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T16:25:29.803+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy belated Sweet Sixteen, dufus!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SfVsSLse6DI/AAAAAAAABA4/3Cl_ruiS5MU/s1600-h/P26-04-09_19.32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329284793695660082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SfVsSLse6DI/AAAAAAAABA4/3Cl_ruiS5MU/s320/P26-04-09_19.32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I cant believe I've already survived 16 years of your annoyingness. :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, so as a tribute,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm going to divulge 16 years of your deepest darkest secrets, right here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heh heh heh. *evil grin*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sure you (the readers) would love that, wouldnt you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, lets see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you're soo gonna love this. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He loves to. . . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dance naked around the house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ha ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There, I said it! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dont kill me! lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, so maybe that's &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not necessarily true&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But hey, I just wanted to see how many would actually believe it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did you? :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a more serious note,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Study hard and er, if you want to do any nonsense, wait for another 2 years at least. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And on to a completely irrelevant matter,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I PASSED MY DRIVING TEST! XD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look out world, cos here I come!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mean, seriously, look out.&lt;br /&gt;I might not be safe. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-3447411276669399768?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/3447411276669399768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=3447411276669399768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/3447411276669399768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/3447411276669399768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-belated-sweet-sixteen-dufus-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SfVsSLse6DI/AAAAAAAABA4/3Cl_ruiS5MU/s72-c/P26-04-09_19.32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-4530506945459433243</id><published>2009-04-16T22:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.260+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>kaboom</title><content type='html'>Have you ever tried moving on but at the hundredth step or so, suddenly turn around and start running all the way back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes you feel pretty stupid, doesnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then at the negative ninty-fifth step, you stop; you hesitate.&lt;br /&gt;And then you're stuck in between; in limbo; not here nor there.&lt;br /&gt;And you have no idea what you've just done or what to do next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes you feel twice as dumb, doesnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Ha ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I bet you're thinking, &lt;em&gt;damn it, she's whining again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Yea . . . I thought about that myself too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;But I can't help it. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Maybe I should privatise my blog. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-4530506945459433243?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/4530506945459433243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=4530506945459433243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/4530506945459433243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/4530506945459433243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/04/kaboom.html' title='kaboom'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-6482418145810764157</id><published>2009-04-12T13:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T13:03:23.791+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Nineteen Minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Jodi Picoult&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SeFmKznpWGI/AAAAAAAABAQ/HT5dHCXnl1c/s1600-h/19-400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323648570369857634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SeFmKznpWGI/AAAAAAAABAQ/HT5dHCXnl1c/s320/19-400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This book is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or at least, its &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;suppose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was quite &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; because I didnt really feel it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This story is about a guy named Peter who is an outcast and who has been a victim of bully ever since kindergarten. He had a really good friend once named Josie. But in pursuit of popularity, she too alienated him. In the end, Peter lost it and went on a shooting rampage, killing 10 students from his school and wounding many others. His only justification was 'they started it'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Basically it is a story about the &lt;strong&gt;desire and need to belong&lt;/strong&gt; as well as the &lt;strong&gt;unwritten standards of teenage behaviour &lt;/strong&gt;that everyone is expected to conform to. (yes, too much legal studies for me. lol)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;People are always saying that everyone needs something 'different' to bring to the table. But for teenagers, being different is a crime. You get shoved into lockers or toilet bowls for it. Or at least thats what happened to Peter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sounds good? I guess..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only it wasnt really well written so the feeling just wasnt there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess I was also disappointed by the ending. The twist wasn't at all unexpected and it was really mild. It wasnt the oh-my-freaking-shit!-what-happened?? twist that I was looking for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also, it had an uncanny resemblance to another Jodi Picoult book, The Pact. So if you read The Pact before, i would advise you against this book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-6482418145810764157?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/6482418145810764157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=6482418145810764157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/6482418145810764157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/6482418145810764157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/04/nineteen-minutes-by-jodi-picoult-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SeFmKznpWGI/AAAAAAAABAQ/HT5dHCXnl1c/s72-c/19-400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-1952278514004817066</id><published>2009-04-11T10:54:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T17:05:06.861+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One word to describe Fast &amp;amp; Furious 4,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or as the malay subtitle calls it, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pantas dan Garang. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AWE-SOMEEE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sd_vMXck93I/AAAAAAAABAA/IljaToVvhCY/s1600-h/Fast-and-Furious-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323236280306562930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sd_vMXck93I/AAAAAAAABAA/IljaToVvhCY/s320/Fast-and-Furious-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can barely remember the last 3 shows so I cant really make a comparison.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But what I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;do&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; know, is this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I really liked it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or maybe thats solely because I love love LOVEEE racing shows.&lt;br /&gt;They're so freakin awesome! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I especially love racing shows with cute drivers like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paul Walker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sd_vMNbkFYI/AAAAAAAAA_4/MNjl1JrvI-Y/s1600-h/paul+walker.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323236277617956226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sd_vMNbkFYI/AAAAAAAAA_4/MNjl1JrvI-Y/s320/paul+walker.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ern Ying tried counting how many times I said 'omg! he's so cute!' or 'SO CUTE!' or other stuff along those lines. But I think she must have lost count. Ha ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just couldn't help myself. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I realise that everytime I watch a movie, I'll post about some hot/cute guy(s) in the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe I should post about some hot/cute girl(s) too. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323241783151859170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sd_0MrJIleI/AAAAAAAABAI/ESx-vx_WRyY/s320/jordana.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There, I think Jordana Brewster looks cool/hot when she drives.&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Sounds abit lesbo-ish.&lt;br /&gt;But you have to agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think Naureen Zaim is hot but too bad I cant find a good picture of her. I guess she only looks good in the movie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So yea, a &lt;strong&gt;MUST&lt;/strong&gt; watch! :D&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/8539901467255650909-1952278514004817066?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/1952278514004817066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=1952278514004817066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/1952278514004817066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-8882320333993064048</id><published>2009-04-10T15:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.260+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>Pitter-patter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;There is a certain beauty about rain and thunder.&lt;br /&gt;The kind that most people never see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sd7WjM0dpQI/AAAAAAAAA_w/tJ7uBUkk4lE/s1600-h/rain-on-table-480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322927709823542530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sd7WjM0dpQI/AAAAAAAAA_w/tJ7uBUkk4lE/s320/rain-on-table-480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;There is a certain calmness about them too.&lt;br /&gt;The kind that people never bother to feel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It doesn't rain because the sky is crying.&lt;br /&gt;It rains because every once and a while, we need the soothing and rhythmic pitter-patter of the rain to drown out the loud hustle and bustle of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm bored and too lazy to blog about anything else. :)&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/8539901467255650909-8882320333993064048?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/8882320333993064048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=8882320333993064048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/8882320333993064048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/8882320333993064048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/04/pitter-patter.html' title='Pitter-patter'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sd7WjM0dpQI/AAAAAAAAA_w/tJ7uBUkk4lE/s72-c/rain-on-table-480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-5890443240754641229</id><published>2009-04-07T17:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.261+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>LG ice cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got it! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SdsEJh15irI/AAAAAAAAA_o/1SHPyFDdHHA/s1600-h/14106-uc3owm_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321851946418145970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SdsEJh15irI/AAAAAAAAA_o/1SHPyFDdHHA/s320/14106-uc3owm_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; one because &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is too plain and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;pink &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;is...ha ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some things never change huh? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I like it more than my old N70 but less than my old Z610i.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aaaannd... its too anorexic. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like obese phones.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-5890443240754641229?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SdsEJh15irI/AAAAAAAAA_o/1SHPyFDdHHA/s72-c/14106-uc3owm_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-1200894835998884554</id><published>2009-04-05T11:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T11:48:44.582+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>I'll be there. . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by The Jackson 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cJr9Usel7v8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cJr9Usel7v8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You and I must make a pact, we must bring salvation back&lt;br /&gt;Where there is love, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll reach out my hand to you, I'll have faith in all you do&lt;br /&gt;Just call my name and I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there to comfort you,&lt;br /&gt;Build my world of dreams around you, I'm so glad that I found you&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there with a love that's strong&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your strength, I'll keep holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me fill your heart with joy and laughter&lt;br /&gt;Togetherness, well that's all I'm after&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you need me, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there to protect you, with an unselfish love that respects you&lt;br /&gt;Just call my name and I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you should ever find someone new,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know he'd better be good to you&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if he doesn't, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know, baby, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there, I'll be there, just call my name, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there, I'll be there, whenever you need me, I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know, baby, yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there, I'll be there, just call my name, I'll be there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;How's that for a blast from the past? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I love this song so so much!&lt;br /&gt;One of the best songs ever. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Young Michael Jackson rocks socks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-1200894835998884554?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/1200894835998884554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=1200894835998884554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/1200894835998884554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/1200894835998884554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/04/ill-be-there.html' title='I&apos;ll be there. . .'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-229060149695326859</id><published>2009-04-03T00:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.262+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>Too random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look!&lt;br /&gt;Ju and I got to be high school students for a day again! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SdTDSn4o-nI/AAAAAAAAA_c/gnXulU6Kxmw/s1600-h/IMG_2441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320091784543009394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SdTDSn4o-nI/AAAAAAAAA_c/gnXulU6Kxmw/s320/IMG_2441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aaaanywaaayy, once again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thank you so much Rachel, Twan Tzee, Jia Min &amp;amp; Fion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SdTDSglfPpI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wT6D8F8774I/s1600-h/IMG_2446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320091782583631506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SdTDSglfPpI/AAAAAAAAA_U/wT6D8F8774I/s320/IMG_2446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You guys are so sweeeet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Made my day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-229060149695326859?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/229060149695326859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=229060149695326859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/229060149695326859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/229060149695326859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/04/too-random.html' title='Too random'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SdTDSn4o-nI/AAAAAAAAA_c/gnXulU6Kxmw/s72-c/IMG_2441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-7592639115048615276</id><published>2009-04-02T01:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T21:08:20.824+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mind boggling'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You know how people are always saying that frowning is more energy consuming than smiling (or some shit like that)? Well, I don't think its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, try relaxing your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it relax into a smile?&lt;br /&gt;If it does, wow! Congratulations. You're probably the happiest looking person on the planet. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for most of us normal people, it relaxes into a frown.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so maybe it's not that hardcore, scrunch-up-your-face frown but its a mild frown nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So technically, it is easier to frown than it is to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've all been in that situation where our cheeks hurt like nuts from smiling or laughing too much. And we've also all been in that situation where our cheeks start to quiver from smiling too long in front of a camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea . . .&lt;br /&gt;Just some&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; fruit&lt;/span&gt; for thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Every little thing comes back to haunt you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I assure you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-7592639115048615276?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/7592639115048615276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=7592639115048615276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/7592639115048615276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/7592639115048615276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-know-how-people-are-always-saying.html' title=''/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-654041030008394720</id><published>2009-03-31T20:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T11:21:19.144+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>The Unborn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I put so much hope into this movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SdHcx4JvXuI/AAAAAAAAA_M/3VqHEImi0gA/s1600-h/404px-The_Unborn_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319275384346205922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SdHcx4JvXuI/AAAAAAAAA_M/3VqHEImi0gA/s320/404px-The_Unborn_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was kinda &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;disappointed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess it wasn't all bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Storyline wise it was ok, verging on good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But on the scary scale of 1-10 with 10 being the scariest,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I give it a marginal 5. :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I was more afraid while watching the previews.&lt;br /&gt;For some reason they only showed previews of horror films.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So cool. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh and one good thing about the movie is . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cam Gigandet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SdHcxe_J6gI/AAAAAAAAA_E/NB-x-GgOzpY/s1600-h/102708_unborn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319275377590921730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SdHcxe_J6gI/AAAAAAAAA_E/NB-x-GgOzpY/s320/102708_unborn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ha ha! xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recognise him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's James from Twilight. The hunter dude who wanted to kill the non-vampire whats-her-name? girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont remember him looking this good in Twilight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe they wanted to enhance that pale vampire dude's looks by making the good looking people, ugly. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Anyway, although I dont think the show was all that great,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;just watch it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I guess it's kinda worth it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-654041030008394720?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/654041030008394720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=654041030008394720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/654041030008394720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/654041030008394720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/03/unborn.html' title='The Unborn'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SdHcx4JvXuI/AAAAAAAAA_M/3VqHEImi0gA/s72-c/404px-The_Unborn_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-8543478925805483377</id><published>2009-03-28T13:55:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.263+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>Picturrrres</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heyy alll,&lt;br /&gt;I uploaded my bday pics on &lt;a href="http://s726.photobucket.com/albums/ww261/YenEee/20th%20march/"&gt;photobucket&lt;/a&gt; already.&lt;br /&gt;Just follow the link. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318415070203903842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sc7OVAOWf2I/AAAAAAAAA-8/zzUZ-2RvoN4/s320/IMG_2285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i never said it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but I always loved it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-8543478925805483377?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/8543478925805483377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=8543478925805483377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/8543478925805483377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/8543478925805483377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/03/picturrrres.html' title='Picturrrres'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sc7OVAOWf2I/AAAAAAAAA-8/zzUZ-2RvoN4/s72-c/IMG_2285.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-6420853093486489111</id><published>2009-03-25T23:43:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.264+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'>Remembering. . .</title><content type='html'>So there I was getting rid of some old files from My Document when I came across. . . &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sweet sweeeeeet memories. :D&lt;br /&gt;I know its really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;reeeeeaaaaally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; long.&lt;br /&gt;You dont have to read it.&lt;br /&gt;Its for memory purposes. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; memory purposes. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;DO&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;want to read and have the determination to go on right until the end, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As I look at him walking away from me, I thought of how quickly time flies by when you’re not really thinking about it. You never truly learn to appreciate the significance of time until the very thing you’ve revolved most of your lifetime around walks out the door. Isn’t life queer? It always takes the departure of someone important to teach one a lesson on what really matters. But by then, it would be too late. Doesn’t that sound extremely cliché like something straight out of a movie or a novel? Everyone has heard it before, but every time someone leaves, there’s bound to be tears and remorse. First you’d exchange words like ‘I never should have done what I did’ or ‘I’m so sorry I’ve never done this with you’ with one another and then you’d cry and give each other a hug or two then you’d go your own separate ways feeling suddenly all alone in the world. At that precise moment, you would want nothing more than for time to rewind itself or stop entirely. But as days turn to weeks and as the reality of everything sinks in, you’d start to wish time would go by quickly, eager for a reunion, not realizing that you are missing out on the rest of your life. But that’s just human nature - live now, regret later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I watch Toby make his way down the street towards his car, I can’t help but think that there is so much I could have said; so much I could have done, and yet, never did. But that’s because I always thought that I’d have plenty of time. Who would have thought that 20 years could fly by so quickly? One day I’m changing diapers, the very next day I’m watching as my baby boy welcomes adulthood and embraces his liberation. My eyes continue to follow Toby as he unloads his luggage into the trunk of his car. Then, it hits me. It hits me that I can’t even recall the last time I gave Toby a hug and told him just how much I love him. It also hits me that my son, my very own flesh and blood probably doesn’t even realize that he broke his own mother’s heart the day he announced his plan to move out. I probably should have told him how I felt about his plan there and then, but no. I couldn’t bring myself to do it. He would probably never know how empty and alone I felt that night as I wept silently in the privacy of my bedroom. I wept for me - for losing the biggest part of me. But mostly, I wept for him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toby was always a dependent child. He relied on me for almost everything - he was a true 'mummy’s boy’. Involuntarily, a tear escaped my eye. I allowed the tear to travel all the way down my cheek before brushing it off hastily with the back of my hand. As I attempted to comprehend how Toby would handle life on his own, fleeting images of Toby’s childhood flashed before my eyes. I could see him as clearly as if he were right there in front of me, crying his heart out as he hammered his fist repeatedly to the ground. Within minutes, he was on his back, rolling around and flinging his arms wildly. He was only ten then but already he had been singled out by a gang of boys only a year older than he to be their victim of bullying in school. Toby didn’t stand a chance against the boys as he was short and scrawny while they were big and cruel. I remember watching sadly as Toby stood up and wrapped his arms around my leg, practically begging me to bring him along to work. He refused to return to school. At that moment, I saw the happy life that I’ve vowed to provide Toby with after the untimely death of his father come crashing down before my very eyes. I knew that by seeking out and confronting the boys or their parents, I would be creating more trouble for Toby as the boys would surely seek vengeance. I was at a dead end. For an entire week after his big scene, Toby followed me to work in the morning and back home in the evening while the appeal for his transfer to a private school was underway. I knew that by doing so, I was merely removing Toby’s problem rather than solving it; I knew that I was luring Toby into a false sense of security that was illusive in the real world by building a fence around him, preventing him from facing reality. But I was a mother forced towards the edge. And I did what every loving mother would have done, or at least I hoped I did. Ever since then, as predicted, Toby became my shadow. He followed me everywhere and abides by my every word. I loved the attention as any mother would and therefore I didn’t think much of it, at least not until now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The slamming of the trunk door managed to jolt my senses back to reality. But just as soon as the memories ended, dark thoughts fleeted into my mind in its place. I can’t help but wonder about the obstacles that life might throw at Toby. Would he conquer his fears and overcome his problems? Or would he simply retreat into the shell that I helped build? I felt a familiar thug at my heart as the image of Toby weeping and hugging his knees in the dark corner of his empty bedroom floated into my mind. Immediately I tasted salt at the back of my throat that indicated the threat of a wet and weepy outburst. But I swallowed hard. I refuse to allow Toby to see me defeated. If he thought I couldn’t handle it, he would probably never return to me when he meets a dead end. He would want to spare me the heartache.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Toby stooped down to retie his shoe laces, I quickly dried my eyes with my palm so he wouldn’t catch me at it. When he got up and headed towards the front door of his car, I felt a sudden urge to call out to him and to beg him to stay. But like the countless times in my life, I held back and I bit back the tears. I continue watching as Toby paused halfway into his car as though hesitating. Then unexpectedly, he turned and made a run towards me. Before I knew it, he was embracing me in a hug; a hug so warm that I never wanted him to let go. And for what felt like a life time, we remained in that position, each lost in thoughts of the other. Toby was the first to let go. He placed both hands firmly on my shoulders and looked me square in the eye with the intensity and confidence of a man ready for life and said:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;'Mum, please don’t cry for me anymore. I’ll be alright on my own. I know that life isn’t going to be an easy ride, but if everything does come crashing down on me, I’ll think of you; I’ll think of you and I’d have the strength to pick myself up and start over.’ He smiled sadly at me as he wiped the tears that I have finally lost control over off my cheeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with those carefully chosen words, a sudden realization dawns upon me. It doesn’t matter that Toby never used to be able to stand on his own two feet. What matters is that he is finally ready to try. He is finally ready to spread his wings and fly away and he is going to take the unwary world by storm. With a final hug, Toby turns away from me and retraces his steps back to his car. And this time, as I look at him walking away from me, my insides glowed with pride as I thought of how proud I am of him. And for the first time in my life, I’m glad everything turned out exactly the way it did - I wouldn’t want it any other way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sigghh. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I miss essay writing. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-6420853093486489111?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/6420853093486489111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=6420853093486489111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/6420853093486489111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/6420853093486489111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/03/remembering.html' title='Remembering. . .'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-8586555855311400451</id><published>2009-03-22T11:51:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.264+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We are in support of&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; earth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ScWMDDoojwI/AAAAAAAAA-c/gCYntIBqTlI/s1600-h/DSC00561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315808919323971330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ScWMDDoojwI/AAAAAAAAA-c/gCYntIBqTlI/s320/DSC00561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thats why we're all in &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nah, I'm crapping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeang was doing his earth hour thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jit and I just happened to be wearing &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's jit's first ever &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; shirt (excluding all the times he's worn &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; as a prefect in school) and he's really excited about it so yeay for him *applause*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ScWMDKrQDOI/AAAAAAAAA-U/DIaB_psfgPs/s1600-h/DSC00560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315808921213996258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ScWMDKrQDOI/AAAAAAAAA-U/DIaB_psfgPs/s320/DSC00560.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Are you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, Yeang was kind enough to explain to me that &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Earth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-hour is not about offing every damn piece of electronic equipment in the house as I originally thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Me :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It'll be so freaking hot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Yeang :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Noo...You can off all the lights but leave the air-con on wert...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Me :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O.o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;According to him, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-hour is supposedly a universal voting system and yada-yada-yada. Some boring shit. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So I was thinking, whats the point of that? How do you gain awareness just by sitting in the dark with all other comforts and luxuries of life still intact?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, just for an hour, instead of just offing all your lights, turn off the main power supply in your house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why not,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;give an hour to experience what its like in a world without (hours)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why not,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;sit in the dark and heat (or cold depending on which part of the globe you're at) and pretend that our world has, all of a sudden, stop functioning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just imagine,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;counting down the minutes of that hour as though they are the only minutes we have left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Because, in case you are unaware of it, the day when the world suddenly decides to die will come eventually if we continue doing what we're doing now; If mankind does not change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Make a change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Support &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;earth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-hour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Switch off your lights on the 28th of March at 8.30pm for an hour. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a lighter note,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ScWMDFhpFvI/AAAAAAAAA-M/MYU8jIlOCPg/s1600-h/21032009508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315808919831516914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ScWMDFhpFvI/AAAAAAAAA-M/MYU8jIlOCPg/s320/21032009508.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look what it says behind a book I found in MPH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For those of you who have difficulty reading it, it says :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;'So you're knocked up, huh? Congratulations!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ha ha. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This post is so filled with random stuff. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And its my 100th post! Yeayy! *throws confetti*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-8586555855311400451?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/8586555855311400451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=8586555855311400451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/8586555855311400451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/8586555855311400451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-are-in-support-of-earth-hour.html' title=''/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ScWMDDoojwI/AAAAAAAAA-c/gCYntIBqTlI/s72-c/DSC00561.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-1214613518564456252</id><published>2009-03-21T13:55:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T12:30:59.927+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>March 20th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you so much guyss..!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had a blast, I hope you guys did too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ScRYBDUYpaI/AAAAAAAAA88/51AJUQZJiHQ/s1600-h/IMG_2215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315470235297949090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ScRYBDUYpaI/AAAAAAAAA88/51AJUQZJiHQ/s320/IMG_2215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I really love the shirt.&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially a supergirl now. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ScRYAqb3yMI/AAAAAAAAA80/jOiIy6Jy5sE/s1600-h/IMG_2240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315470228618463426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ScRYAqb3yMI/AAAAAAAAA80/jOiIy6Jy5sE/s320/IMG_2240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank you Outback Steakhouse for the 'cake'.&lt;br /&gt;It was suuuper yummy. :d&lt;br /&gt;The other food you serve are super yummy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel oblidged to advertise for them. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315471712813497634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ScRZXDfivSI/AAAAAAAAA9M/-F6s8Mcee2Y/s320/IMG_2245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks Ka Jun for taking this picture (therefore not being in it) and for bringing us to such a cool random place. ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315471704728440818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ScRZWlX6j_I/AAAAAAAAA9E/qqNxztjzBJo/s320/IMG_2353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm too lazy to post the pictures here.&lt;br /&gt;I'll post everything on facebook right after I'm done posting all of xin and wan's farewell pictures. Which is...alot. lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love you guys loads!! ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yen&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/8539901467255650909-1214613518564456252?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/1214613518564456252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=1214613518564456252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/1214613518564456252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/1214613518564456252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/03/march-20th.html' title='March 20th'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/ScRYBDUYpaI/AAAAAAAAA88/51AJUQZJiHQ/s72-c/IMG_2215.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-4413831601861986047</id><published>2009-03-17T21:05:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T21:09:29.275+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farewell'/><title type='text'>Missing you guys already</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just a couple of hours ago I attempted unsuccessfully not to weep as I hugged two of my closest friends for the last time. (before parting ways for an entire year)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I watched as xin and wan's cars back out of their respective driveways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I watched as their cars slowly decrease in size as they drove further and further away from me and eventually disappear around the corner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sb99p4wdVZI/AAAAAAAAA8s/jOhQIEVf1QE/s1600-h/P1010555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314104243884217746" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sb99p4wdVZI/AAAAAAAAA8s/jOhQIEVf1QE/s320/P1010555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sb99pc3hsmI/AAAAAAAAA8k/4lur4jq-dcc/s1600-h/DSC00322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314104236397671010" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sb99pc3hsmI/AAAAAAAAA8k/4lur4jq-dcc/s320/DSC00322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I will miss you guys so so very much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In fact, I already do. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At 9pm tonight, you guys will officially leave Malaysian soil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know that you guys will love it in Japan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And I also know that you guys will have a blast there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For that, I am really happy and excited for you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But for me, I feel sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Because you guys are the first two of many more to leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While in mei wan's house, Julia and I started talking sadly about how in high school, every 'next year' seems like nothing. Every 'next year' seems like the same. Everything was so... consistent. But this year, every 'next year' means something new in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Time stops for no man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But just for today, I want it to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just while I'm feeling so damn nostalgic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;note&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; : this is not the post about my most embarassing day. That one... might or might not be coming up depending on my laziness. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-4413831601861986047?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/4413831601861986047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=4413831601861986047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/4413831601861986047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/4413831601861986047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/03/missing-you-guys-already.html' title='Missing you guys already'/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/Sb99p4wdVZI/AAAAAAAAA8s/jOhQIEVf1QE/s72-c/P1010555.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-7312788611013447132</id><published>2009-03-14T20:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:06:12.265+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='other'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Results. . .?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cant say I'm proud of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yea.&lt;br /&gt;Thats all I wanted to say. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just felt like I should post about something today. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ehhh-neway. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;coming up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The most &lt;em&gt;embarassing day&lt;/em&gt; of my year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-7312788611013447132?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/7312788611013447132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=7312788611013447132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/7312788611013447132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/7312788611013447132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/03/results.html' title=''/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8539901467255650909.post-6921628311334830745</id><published>2009-03-08T12:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T11:22:01.385+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I watched &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Pursuit of Happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SbMhA40CJdI/AAAAAAAAA8c/MiOQ49pU2uQ/s1600-h/Poster-pursuithappyness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310624684734293458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SbMhA40CJdI/AAAAAAAAA8c/MiOQ49pU2uQ/s320/Poster-pursuithappyness.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is one of the saddest, happiest,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;most inspirational shows of all time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My favourite part was when Christopher Gardner said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was right then, that I started thinking about Thomas Jefferson on the Declaration of Independence and the part about our &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. And I remember thinking, how did he know to put the pursuit part in there? That maybe happiness is something that we can only pursue and maybe, we can actually never have it. No matter what. How did he know that?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin Franklin on the other hand said:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Constitution only guarantees the American people the right to pursue happiness. You have to catch it yourself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And no, that part about Benjamin Franklin isnt in the movie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pursue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To follow in an effort to overtake or capture; chase; eg. to pursue a hare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-According to Dictionary.com-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And thus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;We are the hunters, and happiness; the hunted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So. . . , happy hunting! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The irony; the irony of hunting happiness, happily. . .lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8539901467255650909-6921628311334830745?l=voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/feeds/6921628311334830745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8539901467255650909&amp;postID=6921628311334830745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/6921628311334830745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8539901467255650909/posts/default/6921628311334830745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://voiceofmyheart-yen.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-watched-pursuit-of-happiness-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Haley Ee Chien Yen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14720487486047867338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E0R-kkscMYk/Tk3eUGCp8FI/AAAAAAAABXw/Vh_-Sc8pag8/s220/267893_10150239690011691_617011690_7927895_5129258_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_puR6RDBBdWw/SbMhA40CJdI/AAAAAAAAA8c/MiOQ49pU2uQ/s72-c/Poster-pursuithappyness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
