<?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-4767205502846426555</id><updated>2011-07-31T04:23:21.425+08:00</updated><category term='Mood'/><category term='Wedding'/><category term='Animals'/><category term='Weekend'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='beads'/><category term='Poem'/><category term='Jap series'/><category term='photos'/><category term='Cold'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='Anime'/><category term='Environment'/><category term='artist'/><category term='Charm bracelet'/><category term='bead'/><category term='Songs'/><category term='emotion'/><category term='Dumpling'/><category term='function'/><category term='Myself'/><category term='Fashion'/><category term='Celebration'/><category term='phrase'/><category term='article'/><category term='surrounding'/><category term='Series'/><category term='Olympic'/><category term='Dance'/><category term='work'/><category term='ring'/><category term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>Whirly twirly hera de reine</title><subtitle type='html'>Where life is never a box of chocs or roses.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>122</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-4515187717564094944</id><published>2011-01-27T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T23:17:11.571+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><title type='text'>Sleepy</title><content type='html'>Feeling sleepy but unable to sleep.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tummy feels weird. Not exactly aching but discomfort. Hmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to tell my tummy to stop causing problem and brain to shut down. Sleep time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-4515187717564094944?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/4515187717564094944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=4515187717564094944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4515187717564094944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4515187717564094944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2011/01/sleepy.html' title='Sleepy'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-2160281190344707708</id><published>2011-01-26T17:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T17:31:40.722+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>Headache</title><content type='html'>Aiyoh...sakit kepala (headache)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having two types of headache now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One is physically having the headache in my head now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another is headache coz CNY (Chinese New Year) is next week. I'm thinking what to cook for the coming lunch and dinner. Was thinking to make fishball soup, fishball egg rolls and meat rolls. But who is going to buy for me the things?? Sigh. Which means more $$ out of my pocket. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However this CNY would be somehow like last year condition. Last year was sad and doesnt have the CNY feeling at all. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aiyoh...i need to buy other things too. Hmmm. Headache!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-2160281190344707708?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/2160281190344707708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=2160281190344707708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/2160281190344707708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/2160281190344707708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2011/01/headache.html' title='Headache'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-4902781836509899951</id><published>2011-01-25T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T22:05:02.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>Lifehouse - Everything</title><content type='html'>It's such a beautiful song.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hearing it for the first time. It was used as a montage of a wedding video. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pictures in the video with the this song made me feel warm and sweet. Such a nice feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fjDojEOiMcE"&gt;"You calm the storms, and you give me rest.&lt;br /&gt;You hold me in your hands, you won't let me fall.&lt;br /&gt;You steal my heart, and you take my breath away.&lt;br /&gt;Would you take me in? Take me deeper now?"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;*ps: click on the lyrics and you will get to listen the full son&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;I guess this song is truly the right song to be used for such a beautiful occasion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;*yeah..been a long time since i've made any updates. Will try to be more diligent. &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/4767205502846426555-4902781836509899951?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/4902781836509899951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=4902781836509899951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4902781836509899951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4902781836509899951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2011/01/lifehouse-everything.html' title='Lifehouse - Everything'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-4519373202579522223</id><published>2010-05-16T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T21:25:10.833+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><title type='text'>Broken</title><content type='html'>I'm hanging on to another day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a broken heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is healing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I find meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im holding on, Im still holding...Barely holding on to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...got the above sentences from the song: Broken, Lifehouse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-4519373202579522223?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/4519373202579522223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=4519373202579522223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4519373202579522223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4519373202579522223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2010/05/broken.html' title='Broken'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-1537553628636878519</id><published>2010-02-20T12:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T12:36:03.841+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><title type='text'>SCREAM</title><content type='html'>I wanna JERIT  (scream)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrggghhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JERITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much things in my blardy brain. I wanna delete them. Why isn't there a delete button?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy songs are not helping at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-1537553628636878519?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/1537553628636878519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=1537553628636878519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/1537553628636878519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/1537553628636878519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2010/02/scream.html' title='SCREAM'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-4859073382403087535</id><published>2010-02-19T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T22:25:20.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swing swing swing</title><content type='html'>Having mood swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems to come crashing down at the same moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this time, I really wonder, do I really have true friends. I think most of them are superficial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No point feeling sad for this matter, but I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-4859073382403087535?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/4859073382403087535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=4859073382403087535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4859073382403087535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4859073382403087535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2010/02/swing-swing-swing.html' title='Swing swing swing'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-8953158162622289942</id><published>2009-09-10T21:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T22:00:35.934+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><title type='text'>How I wish I can leave when the wind blows.</title><content type='html'>Another great song from &lt;a href="http://www.allamericanrejects.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AAR (All American Rejects)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;The wind blows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad and emo song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SqkDhNMKqKI/AAAAAAAAApk/gvIyCxa9ac8/s1600-h/AAR.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/_zht_c_NUb9g/SqkDhNMKqKI/AAAAAAAAApk/gvIyCxa9ac8/s320/AAR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379835098882025634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've got to breathe&lt;br /&gt;You can't take that from me&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's all that you left that's mine&lt;br /&gt;You had to leave&lt;br /&gt;And that's all I can see&lt;br /&gt;But you told me your love was blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times&lt;br /&gt;You're so impossible that I should sign a waiver&lt;br /&gt;And you will find&lt;br /&gt;Someone worth walking on when you ask me to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave when the wind blows&lt;br /&gt;Take a breath and there it goes&lt;br /&gt;I'll be outside of your window&lt;br /&gt;I'll pass by but I'll go slow&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave when the wind blows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a day&lt;br /&gt;You threw our love away&lt;br /&gt;Then you passed it to someone new&lt;br /&gt;You wanna stay&lt;br /&gt;But since you wanna play&lt;br /&gt;We can finally say we're through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times you're so impossible and you ask me to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave when the wind blows&lt;br /&gt;Take a breath and there it goes&lt;br /&gt;I'll be outside of your window&lt;br /&gt;I'll pass by but I'll go slow&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave when the wind blows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can scream there's just echoes&lt;br /&gt;Pass outside of your window&lt;br /&gt;You'll be sad that you let me go&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave but just know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I lay in solitude&lt;br /&gt;Oh What's a boy supposed to do&lt;br /&gt;I Shake the very thought of you&lt;br /&gt;Me together, I remember&lt;br /&gt;Late nights when I stayed up late&lt;br /&gt;All I do is wait and wait&lt;br /&gt;Your never coming home to me&lt;br /&gt;That's the hardest thing to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to breathe&lt;br /&gt;You can't take that from me&lt;br /&gt;We can finally say we're through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave when the wind blows&lt;br /&gt;Take a breath and there it goes&lt;br /&gt;I'll be outside of your window&lt;br /&gt;I'll pass by but I'll go slow&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave when the wind blows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can scream there's just echoes&lt;br /&gt;Pass outside of your window&lt;br /&gt;You'll be sad that you let me go&lt;br /&gt;On every face you'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;And everywhere you ever go&lt;br /&gt;You'll feel when the wind blows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-8953158162622289942?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/8953158162622289942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=8953158162622289942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/8953158162622289942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/8953158162622289942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-i-wish-i-can-leave-when-wind-blows.html' title='How I wish I can leave when the wind blows.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SqkDhNMKqKI/AAAAAAAAApk/gvIyCxa9ac8/s72-c/AAR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-1443173358232127176</id><published>2009-08-16T10:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T10:57:09.193+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Can you be like that?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is it possible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/Sod1T3uT4XI/AAAAAAAAApU/7aREE1pWBRQ/s1600-h/ATT00001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/Sod1T3uT4XI/AAAAAAAAApU/7aREE1pWBRQ/s320/ATT00001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370390064898761074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-1443173358232127176?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/1443173358232127176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=1443173358232127176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/1443173358232127176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/1443173358232127176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2009/08/can-you-be-like-that.html' title='Can you be like that?'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/Sod1T3uT4XI/AAAAAAAAApU/7aREE1pWBRQ/s72-c/ATT00001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-7849665465379143055</id><published>2009-08-16T09:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T09:30:07.195+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrounding'/><title type='text'>Wonder.</title><content type='html'>You know sometimes when a person advise you on certain stuffs, it doesn't leave you any impact in your brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when a certain person gives the advise, oh man, suddenly you feel it's time to do it and take action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is that so? I have no idea. Maybe the person meant something or it could be solely due to the time and moment the advise was give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to do it and not prolong it much further. No regrets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-7849665465379143055?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/7849665465379143055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=7849665465379143055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7849665465379143055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7849665465379143055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2009/08/wonder.html' title='Wonder.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-6626756253193574664</id><published>2009-08-03T10:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T10:57:54.137+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><title type='text'>Good girl gone bad.</title><content type='html'>Is it easy for a good girl to go bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible once a good girl gone bad, there is not turning back??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am listening to Rihanna's song. Good girls gone bad. A sad song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish some people can just stop talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop making situation worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop giving pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop pretending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop comparing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop everything!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST FUCKING STOP IT!! (dont bother asking)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-6626756253193574664?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/6626756253193574664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=6626756253193574664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/6626756253193574664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/6626756253193574664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-girl-gone-bad.html' title='Good girl gone bad.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-6623485233071487589</id><published>2009-08-03T10:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T10:38:10.852+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Environment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><title type='text'>Big D</title><content type='html'>When you thought the people you know for some period of time, you could treat them like friends as you have been spending most of your time with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eg: working or studying. When working or studying, you are very likely to spend at least 6-8 hours of your day with them. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, not everyone treats you like a friend eventhough time spent together is that much. Likely they just treat you as colleagues or uni mates or school mates. Nothing more than. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got knock with the above fact. Feeling really silly and disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the first time when this happened to me. Maybe I just need to get knock a few times before the fact got into me. I had most likely pass the first knock without realise. Thinking it's nothing major. But after a few incidents, it got into me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A real big D for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is always better to just put a line there. Don't cross it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm just not the same wave length with them. I think that is likely the fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just need to put a mask when with these people. Or the best solution, remain before the line. Then no Big D awaits you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-6623485233071487589?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/6623485233071487589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=6623485233071487589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/6623485233071487589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/6623485233071487589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2009/08/big-d.html' title='Big D'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-1433195125025272472</id><published>2009-07-23T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T20:43:06.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrounding'/><title type='text'>Realise</title><content type='html'>I just realise I'm afraid of many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a tiny flying cockroach to height phobia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid of floating in the sea. As I'm unable to touch the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid unable to foresee the future. Duh! That's why it's known as future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid of exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid of failing and disappointing other people but not myself. It's like I'm living my life for the sake of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid I'll turn into a selfish and materialistic bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid being alone even though on surface I've many friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm realise I don't like complicated relationships but it's part of the parcel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to share but currently I'm unable to find the person to tell the whole thing. I want to be able to put my real face. Unfortunately that can't be done. I think the only time I'm able to let out the real me is when I'm alone and surrounded by strangers. That's when you don't care about the strangers judgment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a two-face human.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-1433195125025272472?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/1433195125025272472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=1433195125025272472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/1433195125025272472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/1433195125025272472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2009/07/realise.html' title='Realise'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-2607395908585188203</id><published>2009-07-23T12:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T20:25:52.088+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrounding'/><title type='text'>How?</title><content type='html'>How? Many times a person would ask a question starting 'how'. The word sometimes irritate me a lot. How are you? How is life? How is everyone? But I frequently ask the how question whenever I see someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you realise when we answer the how question. The answer somehow is the same everytime or we never give the true statement to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eg: How are you? I'm fine/good/great. --&gt; But the truth is, it's not really good or great at all. Fine/great/good is like we had summaries the whole day and deleting the bad stuffs and it looks fine. So we said: I'm fine. Maybe it's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I don't want to say all the stuffs in mind (bad or good) to a person we hardly meet or anyone we meet/talk through any form of communication. The person might think I'm a freak or a total mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The how question is usually asked for the sake of asking or for courtesy. It's also the best way to start any form of communication. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually we get the how from a hie-bye person or a person we seldom meet but had a good history back during the younger times.  The answer for this how for me is never entirely true. I'll just scope the surface of my life and say the typical answer: I'm fine/Busy with work. Selfish person I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please try to ask less how. And don't ask other people's life how are they when in fact I seldom talk about them. Too many hows make me sick. Hmmm...maybe I should start doing that myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-2607395908585188203?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/2607395908585188203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=2607395908585188203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/2607395908585188203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/2607395908585188203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2009/07/how.html' title='How?'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-4226180598561322669</id><published>2009-06-07T09:03:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T10:15:23.492+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Stuck with each other in confession of a shopaholic.</title><content type='html'>Well well... most girls love shopping. There are some exceptional ones. I'm kind of the type that sometimes get stuck with shopping when the mood and ka-ching are there side by side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the book: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;The confession of shopaholic&lt;/span&gt; by Sophie Kinsella was to be made into movie, I was a bit skeptical. I've read the book very long ago. I love the whole series of the confession of a shopaholic by Sophie Kinsella.  Watched the trailer and had the 'hmmm moment', meaning-' This movie might be worth watching'. This movie was released in March 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SisZO_tjVlI/AAAAAAAAAmc/qbB8eScv_kQ/s1600-h/confessions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SisZO_tjVlI/AAAAAAAAAmc/qbB8eScv_kQ/s320/confessions.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344393128216581714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most of the time when a movie is made based on a fiction book, it is quite a disappointment. One of it is: The Devil Wears Prada. I was hoping the movie will be as funny as the book but unfortunately it didn't reach my expectation. Back to the movie: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;The confession of a shopaholic&lt;/span&gt;, I've learnt my lesson not to set a high bar for it, afraid that it's another failure movie based on a book. However, I was wrong, the movie was very funny, I love the way Isla Fisher played Rebecca Bloomwood. Luke Brandon could be more cute but Hugh Darcy is not too bad.  ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a must watch movie. It's a weekend type of movie. A chill-laxing type of movie. Go get the DVD if you don't have anything better to do during this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are quite a number of good songs in this movie too. One of it is: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CABH1IDZuWo&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Stuck with each other&lt;/a&gt; (click on it to watch the video) by Shontelle ft Akon. This song is played at the very end of the movie. A very sweet song. Goes out to all lovebirds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Stuck with each other&lt;/span&gt; lyrics&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can think you can get free&lt;br /&gt;You think you won’t need me&lt;br /&gt;That you’re gonna get you somethin’ better&lt;br /&gt;But you know that we’re in this forever&lt;br /&gt;And you can think you can walk out&lt;br /&gt;Even with your doubts&lt;br /&gt;But you know that we’re in this together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You can try to push me from you&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you do will keep us a part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause it’s too late, there’s no escape&lt;br /&gt;Might as well face it, baby we’re stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t nothin you can do about it&lt;br /&gt;It’s been too long, it’s been too strong&lt;br /&gt;Cause we belong here&lt;br /&gt;Baby, we’re stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Stuck with each other&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in love with each other&lt;br /&gt;(stuck in love with each other)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Now I can say that I would not care&lt;br /&gt;If you were not there&lt;br /&gt;Tell myself that I’ll be fine without ya&lt;br /&gt;but I would die if I was not around ya&lt;br /&gt;and I can try to convince you&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need to be with you&lt;br /&gt;But my only thoughts are thoughts about ya&lt;br /&gt;What can I do, love is like glue&lt;br /&gt;There’s no way to&lt;br /&gt;Tear us a part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause it’s too late (too late, too late)&lt;br /&gt;There’s no escape, might as well face it&lt;br /&gt;Baby we’re stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Stuck with each other (with each other)&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t nothin i can do about it&lt;br /&gt;It’s been too long, it’s been too strong&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we belong here&lt;br /&gt;Baby we’re stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Stuck with each other (stuck with each other)&lt;br /&gt;stuck in love with each other&lt;br /&gt;(stuck in love with each other)&lt;a style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" title="Lyrics" href="http://geniusbeauty.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There’s nothing i’d rather do&lt;br /&gt;Than to sit with you forever&lt;br /&gt;Can’t think of nothing better&lt;br /&gt;Than to be stuck with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause it’s too late, there’s no escape&lt;br /&gt;Might as well face it&lt;br /&gt;baby we’re stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t nothin we can do about it&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause it’s too late, there’s no escape&lt;br /&gt;Might as well face it&lt;br /&gt;baby we’re stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Ain’t nothin I can do about it&lt;br /&gt;It’s been too long, it’s been too strong&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we belong here&lt;br /&gt;baby, we’re stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in love with each other&lt;br /&gt;(Stuck in love with each other)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause it’s too long, it’s been too strong&lt;br /&gt;Yes we belong here&lt;br /&gt;baby we’re stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in love with each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause it’s too long, it’s been too strong&lt;br /&gt;Yes we belong here&lt;br /&gt;baby we’re stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Stuck with each other&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in love with each other&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in love with each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ain’t nothin gonna stop me and you eh&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know we just stuck like glue eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ain’t nothin we can do&lt;br /&gt;We stuck in love with each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Awesome song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE IT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-4226180598561322669?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/4226180598561322669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=4226180598561322669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4226180598561322669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4226180598561322669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2009/06/stuck-with-each-other-in-confession-of.html' title='Stuck with each other in confession of a shopaholic.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SisZO_tjVlI/AAAAAAAAAmc/qbB8eScv_kQ/s72-c/confessions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-5544458224579571258</id><published>2009-06-06T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T21:47:48.554+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrounding'/><title type='text'>Round and bright</title><content type='html'>The moon is pretty huge, round and bright. Looks gorgeous. Even the morning sky was really beautiful today. Right now the air is really hot and stagnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently back at hometown. Using my younger bro's laptop. My 2nd's sis's pc had 'mati' a few months ago. Celcom broadband connection is pretty slow. Loading a page takes forever. *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that is running to my mind is: IT IS BLOODY HOT!! It's draining away my energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made me not in the mood to study and read my book for my coming exam. Hmmm. So screw. Still have 3 more chapters to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been falling asleep on the sofa in the morning and after lunch. Hehehe... Best medicine is to read a boring book and soon will lead you to la la land. I'm actually feeling sleeping now too. Damn. I can't be sleeping off my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Monday is a off for me. Took leave to be a good girl to study for my exam. Can't be a lazy bum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-5544458224579571258?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/5544458224579571258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=5544458224579571258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/5544458224579571258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/5544458224579571258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2009/06/round-and-bright.html' title='Round and bright'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-7183138607182852699</id><published>2009-05-01T21:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T10:13:53.951+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrounding'/><title type='text'>Off to the beach</title><content type='html'>Long absence due to work. Finally I'm getting my break to go to Redang! YES!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll be back with much beautiful energy. Compare to now, I'm radiating bad energy force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new song from Pink.&lt;br /&gt;It's : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Please don't leave me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An emo song. Somehow I feel the song. Makes me feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the lyrics. No video for the song yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Da da da da, da da da da&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da-da da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know if I can yell any louder&lt;br /&gt;How many time have I kicked you outta here?&lt;br /&gt;Or said something insulting?&lt;br /&gt;da da da da-da&lt;br /&gt;I can be so mean when I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;I am capable of really anything&lt;br /&gt;I can cut you into pieces&lt;br /&gt;But my heart is....broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da da da-da da&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;I always say how I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;But it's always gonna come right back to this&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I become so obnoxious?&lt;br /&gt;What is it with you that makes me act like this?&lt;br /&gt;I've never been this nasty&lt;br /&gt;Can't you tell that this is all just a contest?&lt;br /&gt;The one that wins will be the one that hits the hardest&lt;br /&gt;But baby I don't mean it&lt;br /&gt;I mean it, I promise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da da da-da da&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Da da da-da da&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Da da da-da da&lt;br /&gt;I always say how I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;But it's always gonna come right back to this&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to say out loud how beautiful you really are to me&lt;br /&gt;I can't be without, you're my perfect little punching bag&lt;br /&gt;And I need you, I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da da da da, da da da da&lt;br /&gt;da da da da-da da&lt;br /&gt;Please, please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;No, don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me no no no&lt;br /&gt;You say I don't need you but it's always gonna come right back,&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna come right back to this.&lt;br /&gt;Please, don't leave me.&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;No, don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me, oh no no no.&lt;br /&gt;I always say how I don't need you&lt;br /&gt;But it's always gonna come right back to this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how the song sound like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZIwhxX_DS8g"&gt;Please dont leave me&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-7183138607182852699?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/7183138607182852699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=7183138607182852699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7183138607182852699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7183138607182852699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2009/05/off-to-beach.html' title='Off to the beach'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-7701320169277116068</id><published>2009-03-20T17:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T10:15:59.990+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><title type='text'>1,2,3,4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here is another song I love to share with you all. Maybe I'm a little late discovering this song, but what the heck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's by the &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);" href="http://www.plainwhitets.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plain White T's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Yup the group that brought us Hey there Delilah. This song: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1,2,3,4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAMN sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The MTV is sweeter!! It sweeten you to the core. *Sigh!* This song is out in 2008 album. I didnt know that coz I'm not a fan of Plain White T's. I'm not a fan of any group or singer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Here is the link to the video of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m6pW_q1PvH0&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;1,2,3,4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="ctl00_cp_ply" class="lyric_d1"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span id="slly"  style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1,2 - 1 2 3 4&lt;br /&gt;give me more lovin the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;n i've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;make it all better when i'm feelin sad.&lt;br /&gt;tell me that i'm special even when i know i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;make me feel good when i hurt so bad.&lt;br /&gt;barely gettin mad,&lt;br /&gt;im so glad i found you.&lt;br /&gt;i love bein around you.&lt;br /&gt;you make it easy,&lt;br /&gt;as easy as 1 2,(1 2 3 4.)&lt;br /&gt;theres only one thing two do three words four you.&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;(i love you)&lt;br /&gt;theres only one way two say those three words&lt;br /&gt;and that's what i'll do.&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;(i love you)&lt;br /&gt;give me more lovin from the very start.&lt;br /&gt;piece me back together when i fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;tell me things you never even tell your closest friends.&lt;br /&gt;make me feel good when i hurt so bad.&lt;br /&gt;best that i've had.&lt;br /&gt;im so glad that i found you.&lt;br /&gt;i love bein around you.&lt;br /&gt;you make it easy as easy as 1 2,(1 2 3 4.)&lt;br /&gt;theres only one thing two do three words four you.&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;(i love you)&lt;br /&gt;theres only one way two say those three words&lt;br /&gt;and that's what i'll do.&lt;br /&gt;i love you.i love you&lt;br /&gt;(i love you)&lt;br /&gt;you make it easy, its easy as 1234&lt;br /&gt;theres only one thing two do three words four you i love you&lt;br /&gt;(i love you)&lt;br /&gt;theres only one way two say those three words&lt;br /&gt;thats what ill do i love you&lt;br /&gt;(i love you)&lt;br /&gt;i love you i love you.&lt;br /&gt;one two three four i love you.&lt;br /&gt;(iloveyou)&lt;br /&gt;i love you&lt;br /&gt;(i love you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do enjoy the clip k. ^__^ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE IT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;setup_params();&lt;/script&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-7701320169277116068?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/7701320169277116068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=7701320169277116068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7701320169277116068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7701320169277116068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2009/03/1234.html' title='1,2,3,4'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-8960953648516161898</id><published>2009-02-22T10:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T10:19:32.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><title type='text'>Don't go out tonight.</title><content type='html'>The title is actually from a song. Here is another song which I fell in LOVE with recently. Came across this group video clip in MTV and it totally made me feel happy (ok not suppose to be be happy, but the song makes me feel like dancing) and feet goes tapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think Malaysia radio station played this song yet. The song: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mL2JHeICXiI&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;What is happening?&lt;/a&gt; (click the title and ship straight to the video clip in You Tube) by &lt;a href="http://www.thisisalphabeat.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alphabeat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. A band (of 6) fr0m Denmark. I think they are more well known in UK. I guess they havent break through US or Asia yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the lyrics: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;What is happening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, when I said I need you so much&lt;br /&gt;I was dead,&lt;br /&gt;I was alive when you were right here by my side,&lt;br /&gt;We both could see&lt;br /&gt;that I needed you, you needed me,&lt;br /&gt;And now we both regret,&lt;br /&gt;Regret what we said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, when I said I need you so much&lt;br /&gt;I was dead,&lt;br /&gt;I was alive when you were right here by my side,&lt;br /&gt;We both could see&lt;br /&gt;that I needed you, you needed me,&lt;br /&gt;And now we both regret,&lt;br /&gt;Regret what we said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we said,&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever come back,&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever come,&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever come back,&lt;br /&gt;Don't you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go out tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Baby can't you see,&lt;br /&gt;What is happening to you,&lt;br /&gt;What is happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go out tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Baby can't you see,&lt;br /&gt;What is happening to you,&lt;br /&gt;What is happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whose fault is it anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Don't say,&lt;br /&gt;We don't know,&lt;br /&gt;We both know that we made a mistake,&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to live together forever,&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's what they say,&lt;br /&gt;We still regret what we said,&lt;br /&gt;What we said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whose fault is it anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Don't say,&lt;br /&gt;We don't know,&lt;br /&gt;We both know that we made a mistake,&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to live together forever,&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's what they say,&lt;br /&gt;We still regret what we said,&lt;br /&gt;What we said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we said,&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever come back,&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever come,&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever come back,&lt;br /&gt;Don't you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go out tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Baby can't you see,&lt;br /&gt;What is happening to you,&lt;br /&gt;What is happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go out tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Baby can't you see,&lt;br /&gt;What is happening to you,&lt;br /&gt;What is happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh&lt;br /&gt;Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, when I said I need you so much&lt;br /&gt;I was scared,&lt;br /&gt;I was alive when you were right here by my side,&lt;br /&gt;We both could see&lt;br /&gt;that I needed you, you needed me,&lt;br /&gt;And now we both regret,&lt;br /&gt;Regret what we said, yeah yeah yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go out tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Baby can't you see,&lt;br /&gt;What is happening to you,&lt;br /&gt;What is happening? (hey!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go out tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Baby can't you see,&lt;br /&gt;What is happening to you,&lt;br /&gt;What is happening? (what is happening?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go out tonight, (no)&lt;br /&gt;Baby can't you see,&lt;br /&gt;What is happening to you, (yea-yea-yea-yea-yea-yea-yea-yea-ih-yeah)&lt;br /&gt;What is happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go out tonight, (no)&lt;br /&gt;Baby can't you see, (don't go)&lt;br /&gt;What is happening to you,&lt;br /&gt;What is happening? (what is happening?).&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love it (the song) or hate it? I'll say &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE IT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-8960953648516161898?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/8960953648516161898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=8960953648516161898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/8960953648516161898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/8960953648516161898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-go-out-tonight.html' title='Don&apos;t go out tonight.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-26483940243131787</id><published>2009-02-20T21:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T21:44:18.855+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charm bracelet'/><title type='text'>Need some happiness</title><content type='html'>This blog have not been colourful enough. So I'll be uploading some pictures (ok maybe 2 pictures) I took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SZ6x9FxjycI/AAAAAAAAAYo/x92vX6i6SPw/s1600-h/P1020090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SZ6x9FxjycI/AAAAAAAAAYo/x92vX6i6SPw/s320/P1020090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304873074169203138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SZ6yqThmWGI/AAAAAAAAAYw/5q2Qtd7qlW8/s1600-h/P1020092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SZ6yqThmWGI/AAAAAAAAAYw/5q2Qtd7qlW8/s320/P1020092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304873850954471522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is a easy guess. I HEART the yellow bear. Looks like Tous bear right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-26483940243131787?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/26483940243131787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=26483940243131787' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/26483940243131787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/26483940243131787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2009/02/need-some-happiness.html' title='Need some happiness'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SZ6x9FxjycI/AAAAAAAAAYo/x92vX6i6SPw/s72-c/P1020090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-4710652412370203466</id><published>2009-02-20T21:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T10:20:48.924+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><title type='text'>Just feeling it.</title><content type='html'>Disappeared for almost 2 months. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Jesse McCartney&lt;/span&gt; have a new song. I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; a fan of his. Never really like his song except for his latest featuring &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Ludacris&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How do you sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I love the beat and the tune of the song. The video clip is not out in You Tube yet but you can browse through to listen to the song. You won't regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the lyric:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been about a year now&lt;br /&gt;Ain't seen or heard from you&lt;br /&gt;I been missin' you crazy&lt;br /&gt;How do you how do you sleep&lt;br /&gt;I found the letter you wrote me&lt;br /&gt;It still smells just like you&lt;br /&gt;Damn those sweet memories&lt;br /&gt;How do you, how do you sleep&lt;br /&gt;How do you sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried my best at movin' on&lt;br /&gt;Have yet to find a girl like you&lt;br /&gt;See things now I didn't before&lt;br /&gt;Now wishin' I had more time with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you stay awake&lt;br /&gt;Knowin' all I do is think of you&lt;br /&gt;All the things we thought about&lt;br /&gt;Then, never will happen again&lt;br /&gt;If I could just see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had my way come and get you girl&lt;br /&gt;In your favourite car with the missing top&lt;br /&gt;Remember 'round my way where we used to park&lt;br /&gt;And did all those things to steal your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been about a year now&lt;br /&gt;Ain't seen or heard from you&lt;br /&gt;I been missin' you crazy&lt;br /&gt;How do you, how do you sleep?&lt;br /&gt;Found the letter you wrote me&lt;br /&gt;It still smells just like you&lt;br /&gt;Damn those sweet memories&lt;br /&gt;How do you, how do you sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby all that I hear from my friends&lt;br /&gt;Again again and again come and ask 'bout you&lt;br /&gt;They say, "We saw your girl at the game&lt;br /&gt;And damn we gotta say a big mistake by you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only does your body bang&lt;br /&gt;But I miss the conversation too&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you're gettin' more sleep&lt;br /&gt;Can't think, can't eat till I come see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had my way come and get you girl&lt;br /&gt;In your favourite car with the missing top&lt;br /&gt;Remember 'round my way where we used to park&lt;br /&gt;And did all those things to steal your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been about a year now&lt;br /&gt;Ain't seen or heard from you&lt;br /&gt;I been missin' you crazy&lt;br /&gt;How do you, how do you sleep?&lt;br /&gt;I found the letter you wrote me&lt;br /&gt;It still smells just like you&lt;br /&gt;Damn those sweet memories&lt;br /&gt;How do you, how do you sleep?&lt;br /&gt;How do you sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look&lt;br /&gt;Now it's been about a year and Im tryin' to figure out&lt;br /&gt;How could ya?&lt;br /&gt;Forget about who loves you the most&lt;br /&gt;Why would ya?&lt;br /&gt;Heal my heart, heal my brain&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I wish you could feel my pain&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I couldnt get you off my mind if I tried&lt;br /&gt;24/7, 365&lt;br /&gt;And my night's so cold, day's so long&lt;br /&gt;They say you don't know what you got til it's gone&lt;br /&gt;When it's gone and I'm trippin how much I miss it&lt;br /&gt;And you're steady walkin 'round like I never existed&lt;br /&gt;And it's hard to understand, you gotta another plan&lt;br /&gt;Tryin' to play hard and you got another man&lt;br /&gt;But you'll never find another like moi&lt;br /&gt;How you ridin' round in your drop-top car&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're star and it's time that you know it&lt;br /&gt;So much love and it's time now we show it&lt;br /&gt;LUDA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been about a year now&lt;br /&gt;Ain't seen or heard from you&lt;br /&gt;I been missin' you crazy&lt;br /&gt;How do you, how do you sleep?&lt;br /&gt;I found the letter you wrote me&lt;br /&gt;It still smells just like you&lt;br /&gt;Damn those sweet memories&lt;br /&gt;How do you, how do you sleep?&lt;br /&gt;[x2]     &lt;/span&gt;        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So have you listen to it yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-4710652412370203466?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/4710652412370203466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=4710652412370203466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4710652412370203466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4710652412370203466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-feeling-it.html' title='Just feeling it.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-5128876687625289140</id><published>2009-01-04T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T23:02:51.713+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charm bracelet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beads'/><title type='text'>1st day of work for 2009</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is the 1st day of my work for the year 2009. It will be exactly 1 year and 3 days since I've started working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it feel great? Hmmm. I wish for a longer break after 4 days off from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month will be a busy busy month for me. Chinese New Year is during the month end. Will be baking tarts with my sisters again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the 4 days off, I had successfully made 3 earrings and 2 bracelets after purchasing some new items for my jewelry making.  I guess it is a good start for me. Will keep up with that and hoping to achieve my resolution. ^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. Tomorrow is a working day. Nighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-5128876687625289140?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/5128876687625289140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=5128876687625289140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/5128876687625289140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/5128876687625289140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2009/01/1st-day-of-work-for-2009.html' title='1st day of work for 2009'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-3257338542097998269</id><published>2008-12-25T10:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T10:34:39.055+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>So call Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Yeah Merry Christmas to all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the Merry Christmas spirit at all. WHY? I freakingly have to work today without any special rate or a replacement leave!! WTF! I have so much anger in me! I so feel like screaming at people now! Another thing is I have to work on Monday when most of the people is taking a long nice weekend holiday till Monday! Monday is a PUBLIC holiday too!!! WTF man!! ARGHHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to get back to work!! ARGGGHHHH!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-3257338542097998269?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/3257338542097998269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=3257338542097998269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/3257338542097998269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/3257338542097998269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-call-merry-christmas.html' title='So call Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-1405070381235543115</id><published>2008-12-15T11:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:08:01.039+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>So bored</title><content type='html'>Hie..Im blogging from my office. System is having error, therefore I can't do anything. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reading blogs from many different range. I found this great photography blog. Zer I think you would love this. &lt;a href="http://gptphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://gptphotography.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, this is my 101th post. Hmmm...don't feel anything special though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-1405070381235543115?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/1405070381235543115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=1405070381235543115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/1405070381235543115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/1405070381235543115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-bored.html' title='So bored'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-2929548829325485722</id><published>2008-12-14T10:26:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T11:22:01.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>Christmas-y feeling.</title><content type='html'>Which colour would make the best theme for Christmas celebration?&lt;br /&gt;Yellow? Red? Orange?&lt;br /&gt;Here is the yellowish white christmas tree!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SURyj0VKUCI/AAAAAAAAAXU/cB6JtygkuBg/s1600-h/P1010205.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/_zht_c_NUb9g/SURyj0VKUCI/AAAAAAAAAXU/cB6JtygkuBg/s320/P1010205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279470622853451810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The interior. It's the centre count area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SURzRvVvMyI/AAAAAAAAAXc/dfXbcajCNvQ/s1600-h/P1010213.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/_zht_c_NUb9g/SURzRvVvMyI/AAAAAAAAAXc/dfXbcajCNvQ/s320/P1010213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279471411787674402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More deco from Pavilion. Here is an almost white Christmas tree.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SUR0q8q-JaI/AAAAAAAAAXk/lMxSKNN5Ju8/s1600-h/P1010215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SUR0q8q-JaI/AAAAAAAAAXk/lMxSKNN5Ju8/s200/P1010215.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279472944374752674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Red is pretty colour too! Let me proof it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SUR4TksCYPI/AAAAAAAAAX0/hlRkkYMiMYo/s1600-h/P1010240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SUR4TksCYPI/AAAAAAAAAX0/hlRkkYMiMYo/s320/P1010240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279476940846293234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It does have a bit of circus feeling don't you think? The red and yellow cloth draping down like that always give me the circus feel. The Christmas deco is taken in Sunway Pyramid.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is not complete with candies specially the candy sticks and also cute soft toys.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SUR5adDqThI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Ifap7R5XgOo/s1600-h/P1010281.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/_zht_c_NUb9g/SUR5adDqThI/AAAAAAAAAX8/Ifap7R5XgOo/s320/P1010281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279478158568607250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unfortunately, I don't have Midvalley or KLCC or Gardens Christmas deco pictures to share. By the way I love Midvalley deco the best. Go and check it out! Have a very Merry Christmas! For me will be a working day. &gt;__&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-2929548829325485722?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/2929548829325485722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=2929548829325485722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/2929548829325485722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/2929548829325485722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-y-feeling.html' title='Christmas-y feeling.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SURyj0VKUCI/AAAAAAAAAXU/cB6JtygkuBg/s72-c/P1010205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-3348587433745456078</id><published>2008-12-14T01:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T10:27:23.317+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Environment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrounding'/><title type='text'>Little Genting aka Lookout Point Ampang</title><content type='html'>My friend was very nice enough to drive me all the way to Little Genting for a dinner. There are a few restaurants at that place. Before that, we got lost once on the way but we were right back on track to our destination! It was quite far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate at Lookout Point Restaurant. Hmmm...wont really suggest you all to go and eat. I think Gasoline is not too bad. The view is great but not so breathe taking at all. The environment was chilly and there was mist just little in Genting. Maybe Genting is a little colder. It is actually a tourist spot! Not a bad place to escape to during the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the night view pictures I took. Not putting up any food pic coz it didnt turn out nice. So here is the night view! No touch up done. Do tell leave comments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SUPtIA4Q85I/AAAAAAAAAXE/MybcPwgoSuI/s1600-h/P1010335.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/_zht_c_NUb9g/SUPtIA4Q85I/AAAAAAAAAXE/MybcPwgoSuI/s320/P1010335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279323910139081618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looks pretty similiar. ^__^. The second pic is a bit blur! Dang!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SUPt73WlSSI/AAAAAAAAAXM/49J68mlGp8g/s1600-h/P1010336.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/_zht_c_NUb9g/SUPt73WlSSI/AAAAAAAAAXM/49J68mlGp8g/s320/P1010336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279324800935086370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-3348587433745456078?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/3348587433745456078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=3348587433745456078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/3348587433745456078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/3348587433745456078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/12/little-genting-aka-lookout-point-ampang.html' title='Little Genting aka Lookout Point Ampang'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SUPtIA4Q85I/AAAAAAAAAXE/MybcPwgoSuI/s72-c/P1010335.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-8808030992305592324</id><published>2008-12-07T16:47:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:30:27.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charm bracelet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beads'/><title type='text'>Something for a girl!</title><content type='html'>I made 3 bracelets. Each have it's own personality. Each combination was hand picked by my brother. Yeah I know. A GUY?! hahaha.. mean mean sister. Not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the outcome. The design is of course created by me. hahaha. Trying to get credit here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 different bracelets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STuTYM66GNI/AAAAAAAAAVg/6G9Q2BSJIFA/s1600-h/brace.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STuTYM66GNI/AAAAAAAAAVg/6G9Q2BSJIFA/s200/brace.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276973432389114066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Purple glory&lt;/span&gt;. Reminds me of morning glory. Made of black glass beads, purple flower glass, love pewter charm, swarovski bicone beads and swarovski violet butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STuRqDacHtI/AAAAAAAAAVY/grWT-AE6BXE/s1600-h/brace+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 186px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STuRqDacHtI/AAAAAAAAAVY/grWT-AE6BXE/s200/brace+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276971540051402450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STuV7EgyKQI/AAAAAAAAAVw/I4_FFR0soKI/s1600-h/brace+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STuV7EgyKQI/AAAAAAAAAVw/I4_FFR0soKI/s200/brace+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276976230450735362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crystal rose.&lt;/span&gt; I love this light rose colour of the swarovski flower. Made of swarovski flower light rose, swarovski bicone beads and black glass beads. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STuUz4QBV-I/AAAAAAAAAVo/rFV0gXe00Go/s1600-h/brace+%284%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STuUz4QBV-I/AAAAAAAAAVo/rFV0gXe00Go/s200/brace+%284%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276975007388489698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3. The final bracelet is a charm bracelet. Made of swarvoski bicone beads, clear glass beads and charms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STuWQ-Qb0WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/_haT3ExcCXo/s1600-h/brace+%285%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STuWQ-Qb0WI/AAAAAAAAAV4/_haT3ExcCXo/s200/brace+%285%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276976606728671586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STuWw4uoDXI/AAAAAAAAAWA/q3TSinWLwac/s1600-h/brace+%286%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STuWw4uoDXI/AAAAAAAAAWA/q3TSinWLwac/s200/brace+%286%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276977155000503666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you like any of them and is interested, I can always do a piece for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-8808030992305592324?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/8808030992305592324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=8808030992305592324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/8808030992305592324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/8808030992305592324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/12/something-for-girl.html' title='Something for a girl!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STuTYM66GNI/AAAAAAAAAVg/6G9Q2BSJIFA/s72-c/brace.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-1822636965750336654</id><published>2008-12-07T15:35:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T16:41:07.570+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>Me Needs A Bag!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; is around the corner! &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yipee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! But not so yipee coz I've been searching high and low for a very special bag! A bag of my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DREAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've asked a long &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr White Rabbit&lt;/span&gt; to come along with me to hunt for my favourite bag. Before that let me introduce my very special &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr White Rabbit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STt_oNwJ2xI/AAAAAAAAAUY/4HC68gO4Um0/s1600-h/christmas+%287%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 168px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STt_oNwJ2xI/AAAAAAAAAUY/4HC68gO4Um0/s200/christmas+%287%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276951717257796370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ain't he good looking? He suggested to ask &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;good old &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. But I was wondering where to find &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; during this peak season. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr White Rabbit&lt;/span&gt; told me not to worry has he knows where to find &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STuAQHAep_I/AAAAAAAAAUg/FLyJ4RQg7hs/s1600-h/christmas+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STuAQHAep_I/AAAAAAAAAUg/FLyJ4RQg7hs/s200/christmas+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276952402641987570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmmm...when I saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I was very surprised. He is one &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;VERY LONG LEGGED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Reminds me of Daddy Long Legs the cartoon. There is a very cute tiny snowman hanging around his leg. I asked &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: 'Oh &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Can you please tell me where to look for my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;dream bag&lt;/span&gt;?' &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; said: 'HO HO HO! Merry Christmas my dear little girl! A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;dream bag&lt;/span&gt;? Have you been a good girl lately? I paused for awhile. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good girl?&lt;/span&gt; Why must he asked that? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;How how!?&lt;/span&gt; Am I going to lose my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;dream bag&lt;/span&gt; if I said no? I replied timidly: 'Yes, sir.' I guess Santa was pretty kind and asked me to go under the Christmas and looked for a tag with my name on it. In there I'll find my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;dream bag&lt;/span&gt;. I was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUPER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; exicted and dashed towards the huge Christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STuCCeoABTI/AAAAAAAAAUo/AwqG_662DBM/s1600-h/christmas+%284%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STuCCeoABTI/AAAAAAAAAUo/AwqG_662DBM/s200/christmas+%284%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276954367486854450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was so excited and kept searching for my name but after an hour of looking under the tree I was starting to feel tired and upset. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr White Rabbit&lt;/span&gt; was pretty upset too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to find him but he had disappeared along with the snowman. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr White Rabbit&lt;/span&gt; told me he knows another &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I was getting skeptical. How many &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;s are there in this world? I followed him to find the next &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; seriously looked more like the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we all knew since young. He was roundish and chubby with short legs unliked the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;long legged&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STuDb6jMGLI/AAAAAAAAAUw/vxRzkYzBNHE/s1600-h/christmas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 175px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STuDb6jMGLI/AAAAAAAAAUw/vxRzkYzBNHE/s200/christmas.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276955903991224498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr White Rabbit&lt;/span&gt; told him the story the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; asked us to go to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wonderland Christmas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tree and I will be able to find my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;dream bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I seriously want my BAG!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STuEIM9SinI/AAAAAAAAAU4/mTdRAS1HGig/s1600-h/christmas+%286%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 196px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STuEIM9SinI/AAAAAAAAAU4/mTdRAS1HGig/s200/christmas+%286%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276956664846781042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This tree really looks like it popped out from Alice in the Wonderland during Xmas time. Suddenly I heard a whisper. '&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;PSsst! Over hear!&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STuErt7uj_I/AAAAAAAAAVA/kx752D-IYmI/s1600-h/christmas+%285%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STuErt7uj_I/AAAAAAAAAVA/kx752D-IYmI/s200/christmas+%285%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276957274994020338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I turned to my right and saw this card whispering at me. I think it's the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;King of Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;King of Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; told me to jot this very special instruction down! I immediately wrote it and dash back home with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr White Rabbit&lt;/span&gt; following very closing behind and looking a little surprised.Immediately I turned on my PC and typed in the magic site. And when I saw the site I couldn't believe it with my own eyes!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.alicewonders.com/index.php"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 131px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STuIVBPIlwI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/HTk566p4CQY/s200/bag2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276961283085211394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There it was! My &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;dream bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! I found it! I finally &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOUND&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;dream bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.alicewonders.com/index.php"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STuHFhYWkXI/AAAAAAAAAVI/TmLVeJA6ZXE/s200/bag.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276959917324276082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me solemnly swear me needs a bag from &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.alicewonders.com/index.php"&gt;www.alicewonders.com.&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-1822636965750336654?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/1822636965750336654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=1822636965750336654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/1822636965750336654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/1822636965750336654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/12/me-needs-bag.html' title='Me Needs A Bag!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/STt_oNwJ2xI/AAAAAAAAAUY/4HC68gO4Um0/s72-c/christmas+%287%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-8880405325636504688</id><published>2008-11-15T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T22:15:08.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>How time flies!</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I'm sure everyone agrees with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's November and next you know it's Christmas and New Year and it's Chinese New Year. DAMN that's freaking fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you all achieve your New Year resolution/s? Hmmm. Difficult question for me. I think I've only got one in my list. That will be getting a camera for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost the year end. Sales starting again on 29/11/2008. Its like sales all year round. I guess the sales doesn't affect anyone much anymore. The price doesn't differ that MUCH!  Besides sales, my work load is like insane. Will be loads of overtime. Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to bed now. I know it's a SATURDAY night. Why am I sleeping so early? Answer: Woke up at 6am to get ready for work on a SATURDAY MORNING!!! I'm feeling sick too. Sigh sigh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-8880405325636504688?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/8880405325636504688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=8880405325636504688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/8880405325636504688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/8880405325636504688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-time-flies.html' title='How time flies!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-7708308265285827152</id><published>2008-10-27T13:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T14:00:37.777+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><title type='text'>If I were a boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;This song is sang by Beyonce. Great song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here is the lyrics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I were a boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even just for a dayI’d roll outta bed in the morning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And throw on what I wanted then go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Drink beer with the guys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And chase after girls&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’d kick it with who I wated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I’d never get confronted for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause they’d stick up for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I were a boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I could understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How it feels to love a girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swear I’d be a better man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’d listen to her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause I know how it hurts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you lose the one you wanted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause he’s taken you for granted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And everything you had got destroyed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I were a boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I could turn off my phone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell everyone it’s broken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So they’d think that I was sleepin’ alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I’d put myself first&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And make the rules as I go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause I know that she’d be faithful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waitin’ for me to come home (to come home)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It’s a little too late for you to come back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Say its just a mistake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Think I’d forgive you like that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you thought I would wait for you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You thought wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But you’re just a boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You don’t understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah you don’t understand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How it feels to love a girl someday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You wish you were a better man&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You don’t listen to her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You don’t care how it hurts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until you lose the one you wanted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cause you’ve taken her for granted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And everything you have got destroyed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But you’re just a boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Damn I &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; this song!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Check out the video: &lt;a href="http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=BVTyLqkez6A"&gt;http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=BVTyLqkez6A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-7708308265285827152?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/7708308265285827152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=7708308265285827152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7708308265285827152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7708308265285827152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-i-were-boy.html' title='If I were a boy'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-5722879891842248697</id><published>2008-10-16T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:39:05.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Mamma mia musical!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WANT TO WATCH &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MAMMA MIA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;musical!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone sponsor me the tickets!! Can ar? Pretty please!! &gt;___&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-5722879891842248697?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/5722879891842248697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=5722879891842248697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/5722879891842248697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/5722879891842248697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/10/mamma-mia-musical.html' title='Mamma mia musical!!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-7863412138330758412</id><published>2008-10-16T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:36:46.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beads'/><title type='text'>Lifeless feeling</title><content type='html'>I'm freaking feeling so freaking lifeless!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to upload few pictures. It's a few beady stuffs I made which I plan to sell. Just want to share my creativity with you all. Do watch out for my creation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to lifeless-ness soon. Going to snooze soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-7863412138330758412?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/7863412138330758412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=7863412138330758412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7863412138330758412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7863412138330758412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/10/lifeless-feeling.html' title='Lifeless feeling'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-2368406653171835077</id><published>2008-10-09T19:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T19:17:16.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><title type='text'>FREE HANDBAGS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT"S FOR &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;REAL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Check out this website!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.handbagplanet.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://www.handbagplanet.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Join now!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick quick!!&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/4767205502846426555-2368406653171835077?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/2368406653171835077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=2368406653171835077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/2368406653171835077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/2368406653171835077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/10/free-handbags.html' title='FREE HANDBAGS!!!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-188505781381169652</id><published>2008-10-01T21:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T22:02:33.624+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Mamma Mia!</title><content type='html'>Yup that's the new movie staring Meryl Streep, Amanda Seyfried, Pierce Brosnan and Colin Firth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SON_nE304YI/AAAAAAAAARE/GKurrKj-bDU/s1600-h/mamma_mia_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SON_nE304YI/AAAAAAAAARE/GKurrKj-bDU/s200/mamma_mia_10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252181899743650178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a musical movie. If you don't like singing from the begining till the end of the movie, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;SERIOUSLY&lt;/span&gt; advice you not to watch it at ALL!! But if you are a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUPER DUPER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fan of ABBA, maybe you will love the show or maybe dislike it. The movie plays almost all the famous songs from ABBA. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I REALLY enjoyed the movie&lt;/span&gt;. LOVE all ABBA songs. All the actors had to sing. Even Pierce Brosnan!! His voice was DEEP. I thought his voice was sexyly husky! ^__^ Meryl Streep singing was pretty good and her acting was great! I love the part were she was trying to stop herself frm peaking at her 3 ex boyfriends frm the top of the roof. She was singing 'Mamma Mia.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SON_nGxXWPI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/GicTGV78_CM/s1600-h/mamma_mia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SON_nGxXWPI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/GicTGV78_CM/s200/mamma_mia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252181900253419762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Amanda really have a good voice. Her singing for 'I have a dream' was really amazing.  Basically i love the movie, love the songs and the acting! ooh..and there is another song 'Take a chance' sang by Julie Walters was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't put your hopes to high as you may or may not like it at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-188505781381169652?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/188505781381169652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=188505781381169652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/188505781381169652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/188505781381169652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/10/mamma-mia.html' title='Mamma Mia!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SON_nE304YI/AAAAAAAAARE/GKurrKj-bDU/s72-c/mamma_mia_10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-5228371731882976261</id><published>2008-09-28T21:08:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T18:59:05.626+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Hennessy Artistry: The night with free flow.</title><content type='html'>It's Hennessy Artistry night. All drinks were free flow.&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN-R0oo5EzI/AAAAAAAAAP0/YVnV2rnd8Y0/s1600-h/P1000401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN-R0oo5EzI/AAAAAAAAAP0/YVnV2rnd8Y0/s200/P1000401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251076023985443634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Orange Club's deck for DJ to spin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The place wasn't that crowded at 9pm. Could see people flowing to Orange Club at about 10pm. The show started about 10. Damn I waited for so freaking long. DJ Tom Price (he is CUTE!!) was spinning his music. But the mood wasn't there at all. Might be the crowd. There weren't so spontaneous. I guess everyone was waiting for the main person. Who else? None other but Shayne Ward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The host of the night...ermmm... can't remember her name...was blab-ing all the way. She could only think of: Drink up because it's free flow. What man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the official photographers were queuing the front line of the stage waiting very patient for the whole show to start off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First performance was by Until June. DAMN...the vocalist is so good looking. He is Josh Ballard! I like their song: Sleepless. Should listen to it. Hmmm..their song is pretty slow and not so rockish or hip hop. There is the drummer: Daniel and the guitarist: Dan Ballard. They are very friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN-R0-8FemI/AAAAAAAAAP8/16FExFIbCqo/s1600-h/P1000452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN-R0-8FemI/AAAAAAAAAP8/16FExFIbCqo/s200/P1000452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251076029971528290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Josh Ballard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN-R1ZohXPI/AAAAAAAAAQE/d-TCbW4DJc0/s1600-h/P1000463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN-R1ZohXPI/AAAAAAAAAQE/d-TCbW4DJc0/s200/P1000463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251076037137226994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Another pic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN-R1Z1kgmI/AAAAAAAAAQM/haK4_f7A2uM/s1600-h/P1000513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN-R1Z1kgmI/AAAAAAAAAQM/haK4_f7A2uM/s200/P1000513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251076037191959138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Until June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Second up was the DEY. When they sang, the crowd wasn't really moving to the beat. Well they are singing latin hip hop songs and usually this type of songs would make the crowd go energetic but unfortunately Msian audiences weren't very flexible. *SIGH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN-V_Dk2R4I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/qTQSIminA38/s1600-h/P1000555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN-V_Dk2R4I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/qTQSIminA38/s200/P1000555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251080601061443458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The DEY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN-UTXWMkDI/AAAAAAAAAQU/uUzqLj9fpGI/s1600-h/P1000579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN-UTXWMkDI/AAAAAAAAAQU/uUzqLj9fpGI/s200/P1000579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251078750942826546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One of the DEY. Doesn't he have a great body?? ^___^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Finally at about 11 plus, the main main MAIN person come on stage. ALL FEMALES started to scream (i was one of them too)!! He started off with 'If that's ok with you.' He could dance but but but his live singing ain't that great. Maybe it's because he got to dance and sing at the same time. I liked it when he sang 'No u Hang Up.' He really looked hot!! All the gals were going mad for him. I was busy snapping away pictures. ^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN-UTTS0D0I/AAAAAAAAAQc/P3w26ptFwIE/s1600-h/P1000619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN-UTTS0D0I/AAAAAAAAAQc/P3w26ptFwIE/s200/P1000619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251078749854895938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Doesn't he have a amazing smile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN-UT0LBbEI/AAAAAAAAAQk/fT0WgZQ2llE/s1600-h/P1000625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN-UT0LBbEI/AAAAAAAAAQk/fT0WgZQ2llE/s200/P1000625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251078758680587330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN-UUDY1UsI/AAAAAAAAAQs/_Vl-pTFSfH8/s1600-h/P1000628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN-UUDY1UsI/AAAAAAAAAQs/_Vl-pTFSfH8/s200/P1000628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251078762765046466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shayne Ward!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Overall, the whole event was okay only. Don't really feel the oopmmh!&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/4767205502846426555-5228371731882976261?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/5228371731882976261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=5228371731882976261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/5228371731882976261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/5228371731882976261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/09/night-with-free-flow.html' title='Hennessy Artistry: The night with free flow.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN-R0oo5EzI/AAAAAAAAAP0/YVnV2rnd8Y0/s72-c/P1000401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-3072294723618156759</id><published>2008-09-27T13:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T13:52:30.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='function'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Hennessy Artistry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Hennessy Artistry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN3G0lLZJDI/AAAAAAAAAO4/o9MT94TLXks/s1600-h/P1000234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250571347219260466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN3G0lLZJDI/AAAAAAAAAO4/o9MT94TLXks/s200/P1000234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The main entrance!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250571344954495586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN3G0cvbkmI/AAAAAAAAAOw/-FLD4fu8Zf0/s200/P1000183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You can't miss the Hennessy Girls. They will be greeting you there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN3G005ZACI/AAAAAAAAAPA/fYzHpvA6dZM/s1600-h/P1000195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250571351438721058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN3G005ZACI/AAAAAAAAAPA/fYzHpvA6dZM/s200/P1000195.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The dance floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN3G0yNsLXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/ZgXwpJScvh4/s1600-h/P1000212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250571350718557554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN3G0yNsLXI/AAAAAAAAAPI/ZgXwpJScvh4/s200/P1000212.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can't wait for tonight's function!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-3072294723618156759?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/3072294723618156759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=3072294723618156759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/3072294723618156759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/3072294723618156759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/09/hennessy-artistry.html' title='Hennessy Artistry'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN3G0lLZJDI/AAAAAAAAAO4/o9MT94TLXks/s72-c/P1000234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-8684733744909119045</id><published>2008-09-27T09:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T21:08:15.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Shayne Ward, The DEY and Until June</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN2dRCEPTGI/AAAAAAAAAN4/GhqZLJtYB0M/s1600-h/P1000166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250525656521854050" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN2dRCEPTGI/AAAAAAAAAN4/GhqZLJtYB0M/s200/P1000166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; In front of Orange Club, KL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YEAH I SAW ALL of THEM!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shayne Ward is cute! He didn't shave. Nor is he almost bald. I was hoping that he is TALL! But he was a little taller than me. *sigh*&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250525661709320002" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN2dRVZBv0I/AAAAAAAAAOA/u5YJjTYm2cs/s200/P1000271.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shayne Ward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;However, Until June (Josh Ballard-piano &amp;amp; vocals, Dan Ballard-guitar &amp;amp; Daniel Dempsey-Drums) is made up of good looking and friendly guys. *fan fan myself* Haven't heard of them or their song at all. I know I know...no excuse for that. But don't worry, I have a free album from them and all of their signature!! Shayne Ward's too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250525672609783474" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN2dR9_5nrI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/GvVnEO8nUwc/s200/P1000305.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Until June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And there is the DEY (stands for Divene, Elan Luz Rivera and Yeyo)! They do Latin Hip Hop songs. I think you would heard of them in the song: There's Nothing (remix) by Sean Kingston feat Juelz Santana and The DEY. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250525668896081634" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN2dRwKfBuI/AAAAAAAAAOY/3qm563gdsvw/s200/P1000307.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The DEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I won the tickets to Hennessy Artistry from Mixfm. So yesterday, I went for the meet and greet session. For the individual pic with the artist was not allowed and had to use the media camera. So they will email us the pics. DANG!! As they said it was the rule and regulation! -__-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250525664647145746" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN2dRgVdaRI/AAAAAAAAAOI/Wefuo_y0bhs/s200/P1000302.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-8684733744909119045?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/8684733744909119045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=8684733744909119045' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/8684733744909119045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/8684733744909119045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/09/shayne-ward-dey-and-until-june.html' title='Shayne Ward, The DEY and Until June'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SN2dRCEPTGI/AAAAAAAAAN4/GhqZLJtYB0M/s72-c/P1000166.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-2420585807776569337</id><published>2008-09-24T16:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T16:45:37.659+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrounding'/><title type='text'>Rainy rainy day</title><content type='html'>Rainy rainy day is a cold freezing day in office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainy rainy day makes my tummy ache even worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainy rainy day makes me want to sleep under a comforter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainy rainy day makes me lazy bum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I have the right to be lazy, I've been overtime for the past few weeks and this week will be the same too. Even on a Sat!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-2420585807776569337?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/2420585807776569337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=2420585807776569337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/2420585807776569337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/2420585807776569337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/09/rainy-rainy-day.html' title='Rainy rainy day'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-4140982711947004441</id><published>2008-09-23T18:12:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T18:59:02.471+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrounding'/><title type='text'>Photos</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures taken using my camera hp. Some are pretty bad. Some are really pretty! You all be the judge!&lt;br /&gt;First up is to do with food!&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated a farewell lunch for a super duper senior in a restaurant in Pavilion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249158019395007682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SNjBaEvutMI/AAAAAAAAAMw/XqEJgF9uQeU/s200/DSC00251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Cup used by my senior. Weird looking shape. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249158029340521858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SNjBapy7NYI/AAAAAAAAANA/NXK-tDcJHmc/s200/DSC00263.JPG" border="0" /&gt; That's a very big portion of sushi. So-so only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249164315365724338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SNjHIjEH0LI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Dd2wPwwgGyo/s200/DSC00272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My cheesy seafood rice.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249164311585191922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SNjHIU-xd_I/AAAAAAAAANI/SQBrRd-CA78/s200/DSC00265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Spicy chicken.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249167312551321106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SNjJ3Ac2nhI/AAAAAAAAANY/wVAA21G-GBw/s200/DSC01412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pic taken using my friend's camera which is also a sony ericson but with flash built in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Next up is animal!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249168005590292978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SNjKfWOOGfI/AAAAAAAAANg/pJYL_tf3VE0/s200/DSC00213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is JD! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249168038195950962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SNjKhPsA9XI/AAAAAAAAANw/2ZQYWZx3uL4/s200/DSC00214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;JD going all whirly twirly. ^__^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This is a car. DUH! But guess origin for what type of car!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249168031315514514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SNjKg2Dl1JI/AAAAAAAAANo/Lv_95N1mZgc/s200/DSC00208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thats all for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-4140982711947004441?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/4140982711947004441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=4140982711947004441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4140982711947004441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4140982711947004441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/09/photos.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SNjBaEvutMI/AAAAAAAAAMw/XqEJgF9uQeU/s72-c/DSC00251.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-4546567826288668697</id><published>2008-09-12T09:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T09:35:20.229+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charm bracelet'/><title type='text'>What do you all think?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/_zht_c_NUb9g/SMnBeLFClPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/HPAN8hd3c9U/s1600-h/P1010308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SMnBeLFClPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/HPAN8hd3c9U/s200/P1010308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244935965163820274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It is a ring i made for someone's 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SMnCXv-MX3I/AAAAAAAAAMg/bw0BpjIQLAo/s1600-h/P1010311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SMnCXv-MX3I/AAAAAAAAAMg/bw0BpjIQLAo/s200/P1010311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244936954319757170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's the size of the ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SMnDb2S56YI/AAAAAAAAAMo/zS9Mdt-LeY0/s1600-h/P1010326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SMnDb2S56YI/AAAAAAAAAMo/zS9Mdt-LeY0/s200/P1010326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244938124248344962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As for this charm bracelet. I'm just doing it for fun.&lt;br /&gt;-heart and arrow toggle, ballerina costume, key &amp;amp; lock, racket, horse, love and swarovski beads.&lt;br /&gt;Every charm means something to me.  For me ballerina costume means she is feminine,  key &amp;amp; lock means  having a property or  freedom, racket means  loves to do sports  while  horse means  the love for nature.&lt;br /&gt;(click on the pic to get a bigger view)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do drop some comments. Love it or hate it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-4546567826288668697?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/4546567826288668697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=4546567826288668697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4546567826288668697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4546567826288668697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-you-all-think.html' title='What do you all think?'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SMnBeLFClPI/AAAAAAAAAMY/HPAN8hd3c9U/s72-c/P1010308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-3852898426665268046</id><published>2008-08-30T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T22:07:10.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrounding'/><title type='text'>Ahhh...ahhhh..ahhh..cheeeewwww</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SLlTvKms6PI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/8sHOZkvVSxI/s1600-h/flu.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SLlTvKms6PI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/8sHOZkvVSxI/s200/flu.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240311711187921138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you all get what i mean. Been falling sick very easily. What happen to my immune system man!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been working overtime for this whole month. My routine starts with: Wake up about 6plus, get ready to work, reach office bout 8am, start work till 7.30pm, off work..walk to KLCC station, reaching home bout 8.30pm. Sleep about 10pm. Tah DAH!! Thats my life for this month!! INTERESTING??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sneezing none stop. Just caught the bug this morning. &gt;___&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhh..ahhhh..chhhheeeeeeeeeeewwwwwwww!! More tissue please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-3852898426665268046?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/3852898426665268046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=3852898426665268046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/3852898426665268046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/3852898426665268046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/08/ahhhahhhhahhhcheeeewwww.html' title='Ahhh...ahhhh..ahhh..cheeeewwww'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SLlTvKms6PI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/8sHOZkvVSxI/s72-c/flu.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-5283558751345332519</id><published>2008-08-15T15:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T16:08:49.024+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>EVAAAA....WALLLL EEEE</title><content type='html'>Working this weekend. SIGH! No paintball game. SIGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it is the weekend, watch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WALL E!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Wall e is soooo ADORABLE! As for Eve…she is so cool. I want a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WALL E!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I watched the movie. Got a free merchandise. A jigsaw puzzle. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WALL E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is so loving and funny. But the bottom line of the story is about saving mother earth. Make sure you all catch the movie. U won’t regret watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work. Been OT-ing this whole week. Tomorrow work again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234649975456564674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SKU2axaYhcI/AAAAAAAAAMI/S0ed63c3DwU/s200/wall-e-poster1-big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WALLLL EEEEE :D&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/4767205502846426555-5283558751345332519?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/5283558751345332519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=5283558751345332519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/5283558751345332519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/5283558751345332519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/08/evaaaawallll-eeee.html' title='EVAAAA....WALLLL EEEE'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SKU2axaYhcI/AAAAAAAAAMI/S0ed63c3DwU/s72-c/wall-e-poster1-big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-6701016334990056668</id><published>2008-08-03T21:36:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T22:23:04.372+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beads'/><title type='text'>Something on my sis's wedding.</title><content type='html'>Remember me grumbling bout the bracelets I did as wedding favours for my sister? Finally I'm going to upload it. Do leave comments on the bracelets.&lt;br /&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/_zht_c_NUb9g/SJW7bA8XBSI/AAAAAAAAALw/WfkkWa9BYuk/s1600-h/IMG_2969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SJW7bA8XBSI/AAAAAAAAALw/WfkkWa9BYuk/s200/IMG_2969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230292615044728098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For the guests. Yes they are different from the bridesmaid bracelet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;s.&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/_zht_c_NUb9g/SJW9_VusCiI/AAAAAAAAAL4/9y0YY8e1UAw/s1600-h/IMG_0566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SJW9_VusCiI/AAAAAAAAAL4/9y0YY8e1UAw/s200/IMG_0566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230295438123076130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;For the bridesmaid. The blue version. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SJW_GIIxDZI/AAAAAAAAAMA/JizyzCDl5wA/s1600-h/IMG_0569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SJW_GIIxDZI/AAAAAAAAAMA/JizyzCDl5wA/s200/IMG_0569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230296654245072274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;The crsytal clear version.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My 2nd sister wedding was beautifully and memorable especially her march-in during the dinner in Federal Hotel. They (my sis and her hubby) had 12 (I think) navy guys to be their sword bearer. I don't really know how to describe it here but I'll upload the picture here. I was amazing. She was beautiful and her hubby in 'The Number 1' suit. Looked stunning!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SJW4O1iOzNI/AAAAAAAAALg/jc8TBEVhCB8/s1600-h/IMG_3666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SJW4O1iOzNI/AAAAAAAAALg/jc8TBEVhCB8/s200/IMG_3666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230289107289033938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The march in navy guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-thats their Number 1 suit-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her morning session at my eldest sis's place in Puchong was great. Her friends made good Chi Muis. The guys or also known as the Heng Tais were such good spots. Had very much good laugh seeing the guys doing the stuffs before the Groom get to pick up the Bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was trully a tiring and a great day for my sis and bro-in-law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;WELCOME TO THE FAMILY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SJW5G9tOlYI/AAAAAAAAALo/wljWrmwOscw/s1600-h/IMG_3791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SJW5G9tOlYI/AAAAAAAAALo/wljWrmwOscw/s200/IMG_3791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230290071555315074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Picture of the Ng &amp;amp; Lee family.&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/4767205502846426555-6701016334990056668?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/6701016334990056668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=6701016334990056668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/6701016334990056668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/6701016334990056668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/08/something-on-my-siss-wedding.html' title='Something on my sis&apos;s wedding.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SJW7bA8XBSI/AAAAAAAAALw/WfkkWa9BYuk/s72-c/IMG_2969.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-5206804385581633204</id><published>2008-08-03T11:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T21:33:13.876+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Series'/><title type='text'>How dirty and sexy money can get?</title><content type='html'>I'm kind of addicted to a new series: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dirty &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Sexy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, currently showing in Msia but it has been aired in US like in 2007. Damn slow right? But it is alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SJWzCYbVAHI/AAAAAAAAALA/XDf_KwoHvm8/s1600-h/250px-Dirty_Sexy_Money-Logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SJWzCYbVAHI/AAAAAAAAALA/XDf_KwoHvm8/s200/250px-Dirty_Sexy_Money-Logo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230283395758882930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a really an insane family name Darlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SJWzWrUzV_I/AAAAAAAAALI/HJHIYUdApzg/s1600-h/180px-Dirty_Sexy_Money_Cast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SJWzWrUzV_I/AAAAAAAAALI/HJHIYUdApzg/s200/180px-Dirty_Sexy_Money_Cast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230283744429168626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't believe anyone in the family, right from the father to the children to the enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick Tripp Darling III is the head of the family, super billionaire. Wife of Tripp, Letitia has an affair with the family attorney for 40 years, named Dutch. Well Dutch got killed in an airplane crash. His son, Nick is also a attorney but he promised not to be like his father. When Nicky found out his dad was killed, he believed someone had caused his dad's death. And he chose to work for the Darlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family is totally crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all should watch this because every episode gets messier and more exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#Update: Just completed episode 10 which is the last episode. Quite hanging though. Can't wait for the 2nd season which will be showing in US in Aug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-5206804385581633204?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/5206804385581633204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=5206804385581633204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/5206804385581633204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/5206804385581633204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-dirty-and-sexy-money-can-get.html' title='How dirty and sexy money can get?'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SJWzCYbVAHI/AAAAAAAAALA/XDf_KwoHvm8/s72-c/250px-Dirty_Sexy_Money-Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-3607484535457164770</id><published>2008-07-25T12:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T12:52:58.763+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beads'/><title type='text'>Big day tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tomorrow is my 2nd sis's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;ed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been helping to clean up my eldest place. Not forget Bchan helping out like 'kuli'. We are almost done in cleaning, mopping, sweeping and scrubbing. O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we will be having a meeting with the important person regarding tomorrow event. Have to wake up about 6.30am. Died la. Slept 3am in, woke up at 3.30am coz heard the dog accidentally sat on his squeaky ball. Woke up again at 7am and finally woke up at 8.15am. I think my life battery for the day will be dying soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work again. Need to tag my bracelets. Yeah, I finally finished doing my bracelets for the guests and chi muis. ^___^ Thanks to Bchan's help. Arigato!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-3607484535457164770?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/3607484535457164770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=3607484535457164770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/3607484535457164770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/3607484535457164770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/07/big-day-tomorrow.html' title='Big day tomorrow'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-7612914480612470732</id><published>2008-07-21T07:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T08:04:05.779+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beads'/><title type='text'>Almost done</title><content type='html'>Yes it's almost done!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finished the gifts for the guest. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TOTAL: 310 &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Really like mass production!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the bridemates...I have another 22 bracelets to do. For bridesmates, the bracelets are much more difficult to do. Need extra time to do them. Dateline is like super near!! It is like this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I actually can't wait for the wedding!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-7612914480612470732?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/7612914480612470732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=7612914480612470732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7612914480612470732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7612914480612470732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/07/almost-done.html' title='Almost done'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-6615012548540934343</id><published>2008-07-19T10:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T10:04:28.384+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrounding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beads'/><title type='text'>SD busy</title><content type='html'>SUPER DUPER busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time for any updates because i'm so late for my sis dateline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home last weekend and met up with my old high school friends. Don't even know when will I be seeing them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time to write much. Ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-6615012548540934343?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/6615012548540934343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=6615012548540934343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/6615012548540934343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/6615012548540934343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/07/sd-busy.html' title='SD busy'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-403483603211103655</id><published>2008-07-09T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T10:02:15.441+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beads'/><title type='text'>Busy bz</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Hello people!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been like super duper freaking busy! Don’t have time to update my bloggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2nd sis have been giving me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MORE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;br&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; to do due to she forgetting to calculated the hubby-in-laws table…&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SIGH!! DIE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the current total of bracelets are 320…not including the bridemates bracelets. Right now I’m left with 115bracelets for the guests if I didn’t remember wrongly. Need to calculate back. DANG!!Need to rush for the deadline or else I’m so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well right now I could update my blog because the system is a bit something wrong…So we get a little break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-403483603211103655?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/403483603211103655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=403483603211103655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/403483603211103655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/403483603211103655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/07/busy-bz.html' title='Busy bz'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-6926130999059717184</id><published>2008-07-02T17:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T17:57:44.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm can feel the fever bug getting me already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DANG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-6926130999059717184?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/6926130999059717184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=6926130999059717184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/6926130999059717184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/6926130999059717184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-feeling-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-1098220976867325525</id><published>2008-07-01T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T21:22:19.522+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><title type='text'>I want longer leave.</title><content type='html'>I was on leave today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no biggy man. Had to work till 12am yesterday night for the 2nd quarter closing for the company in order the company get to hit the target. Well we did hit the target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work tomorrow morning. Have to wake up early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;SIGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-1098220976867325525?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/1098220976867325525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=1098220976867325525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/1098220976867325525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/1098220976867325525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-want-longer-leave.html' title='I want longer leave.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-8027465487124160505</id><published>2008-06-24T17:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T17:38:01.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Environment'/><title type='text'>Someone? Anyone?</title><content type='html'>I read an article regarding global climate reaching its tipping point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of got scared imagining what would really happen to us if we went over the very thin line which is going to break soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like we are not doing anything to reduce the climate change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously think government should provide a sufficient public transport such as the Rapid buses. Rapid buses provided are not enough and not on time. Maybe it is because of the traffic jam. But if the cars on the roads are reduced, then such problem won’t happen but  SUFFICIENT and punctual arrival of buses are a MUST!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And faster approve the work of building more LRTs to locations which doesn’t have such public transportation. For example to Puchong. I’m sure people leaving there have to wake up like super early to skip all the jams around Sunway toll and Federal to reach their work. The frequency of trains have to be increased and the carriages should be increased too! It’s not that I want to compare, I’m sure everyone agree the efficiency of Singapore public transportation. I’m sure we too can reach that level. But I’m hoping we can reach it like very SOON! And engineers which are in charged of planning the route to place the public transportation of stations, please plan it well. I seriously hope that we can get sufficient buses soon to over come the problems of mother nature since there is allocation of $$ to the public transportations. Hope it is put to GOOD use!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey do you realize that police traffics tend to cause more jams every morning instead of reducing them? I think the traffic lights are good enough unless the traffic light is spoilt. And another thing, the traffic light operation should be planed well. Sometimes it takes forever or terribly short time. So whoever is in charged of the operation of the traffic light please please please set it right according to the traffic of the road during rush hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think everyone would agree of demolishing the tolls. Tolls really cause so much traffic jam every morning and evening!! I thought some tolls have reached the collecting amount before reaching the contract year? Why can’t they make a small adjustment to the contract since the amount of $$ are collected to save the environment and also the publics money and TIME!!?? If that is done, I can guarantee MANY public users would appreciate such move. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone out there voice that out? Maybe someone did it’s just that it’s not being heard or simply ignored. Maybe the someone is a single person…how about make the someone in a LARGE group of people and called the group as ‘Someone’. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So someone or anyone, please do something about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-8027465487124160505?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/8027465487124160505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=8027465487124160505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/8027465487124160505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/8027465487124160505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/06/someone-anyone.html' title='Someone? Anyone?'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-1012680122824374301</id><published>2008-06-22T13:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T13:05:26.986+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beads'/><title type='text'>Bracelet update 5!!</title><content type='html'>Finally I've done &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;45&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,102)"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;ra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;ce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,255)"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Brings to total of &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;135 &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(sorry not 145)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,102)"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;ra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,51,204)"&gt;ce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,255)"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! Yeah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another 105 bracelets to be done!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-1012680122824374301?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/1012680122824374301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=1012680122824374301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/1012680122824374301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/1012680122824374301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/06/bracelet-update-4.html' title='Bracelet update 5!!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-4850668296439401265</id><published>2008-06-20T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T13:32:34.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>Another one leaving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Update: Pictures uploaded! Pictures are not very clear and taken using a sony hp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today, I had lunch Pavilion with 3 other friends. The lunch was to bid farewell to a colleague. Had lunch at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Tony Roma’s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; there was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (set lunch) was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Nothing special about the food there. I had &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;fish &amp;amp; chips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; while my other 3 friends had &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;marinated chicken grilled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dessert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;TR avalanche&lt;/span&gt;…such a nice name huh…but it was 2 scopes of vanilla ice cream with chocolate brownie. It’s &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yummy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214943917487875474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SF8z3O1y5ZI/AAAAAAAAAKA/tDVrS12vnpU/s200/DSC00323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; TR avalanche&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ordering set lunch, you get a bottomless soft drink. I couldn’t finish my fries…by the way there wasn’t any chips. Hehehe. Should be name fish &amp;amp; fries instead. Hahaha. The is also soup of the day (beef and vegetable) but my other three friends didn’t want and requested for mushroom and potato soup. In the soup there was a huge chunk of potato and the soup taste pretty much like Campbell. &gt;__&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214943679480591298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SF8zpYMb88I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/D3Hb6Bxu0dw/s200/DSC00322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yuk Ling, Me, Soo Ming &amp;amp; Poh Ling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214944849141783762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SF80tdhZXNI/AAAAAAAAAKI/u48TSP8g9AE/s200/DSC00327.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poh Ling, Yuk Ling &amp;amp; me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We did take pictures but will only be uploaded next week. Now my throat is showing signs…thanks to the fries. Maybe should telan another strepsil extra strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-4850668296439401265?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/4850668296439401265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=4850668296439401265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4850668296439401265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4850668296439401265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-one-leaving.html' title='Another one leaving'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SF8z3O1y5ZI/AAAAAAAAAKA/tDVrS12vnpU/s72-c/DSC00323.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-8951548343635135086</id><published>2008-06-20T16:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T16:17:59.731+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Poem time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Curi someone's poem again...Bad bad me!! What the heck...*wink* Good things should be shared right? Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So much have I lost this heart feels,&lt;br /&gt;So much more this heart feels it would lose,&lt;br /&gt;Like the silent angel I stand,&lt;br /&gt;Watching over the people this heart cares for deeply,&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it’s a bond forged in another life time,&lt;br /&gt;Indestructible by the forces of dwindling human emotions,&lt;br /&gt;This heart stands firm,&lt;br /&gt;Sun may not shine,&lt;br /&gt;Moon may not rise,&lt;br /&gt;But this heart shall always be there,&lt;br /&gt;In thunder and drought,&lt;br /&gt;Guarding, watching over the people it cares deeply.&lt;br /&gt;I don’t love your body alone,&lt;br /&gt;Soul mind heart together,&lt;br /&gt;I love your heart that in turn loves your mind that loves your body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213874733714571154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SFtnci5w_5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/186pfZP8uY8/s200/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;So what do you all think? Romantic? Hehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-8951548343635135086?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/8951548343635135086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=8951548343635135086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/8951548343635135086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/8951548343635135086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/06/poem-time.html' title='Poem time'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SFtnci5w_5I/AAAAAAAAAJw/186pfZP8uY8/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-1938215239160482534</id><published>2008-06-19T17:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T17:14:25.571+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrounding'/><title type='text'>Thoughts from a friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Things looks normal for the surface but within it’s all so messed up. Actually it’s not that messed up but because of wanting to make everything looks so nice and pleasant for everyone, it gets all so hay-wired for the owner. The problem is that not everyone have the same taste in things, which makes it so difficult to please everyone. The owner of the display should have the right of placing the items on the display but somehow passer-bys will leave many remarks which make the owner thinking for so long and deep. Some passer-bys will say it’s your display, do it how you like and don’t think to hard and long. Some passer-bys will keep reminding the owner that don’t hide the items but certain items can’t b displayed so openly as it might not be liken by themselves. It’s so difficult right? Just one simple display can get so complicated. So complicated that the owner rather make it so simple on the display and hide all the things which are beautiful to the owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the above statement from a colleague when she was sharing her thoughts to me. Sigh! I tired to give my advice but I don’t know if things can get better. That’s why it’s so susah to be with humans..rather be with animals. Hehehe..They can’t talk to you at all. So no worries to share. Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-1938215239160482534?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/1938215239160482534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=1938215239160482534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/1938215239160482534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/1938215239160482534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/06/thoughts-from-friend.html' title='Thoughts from a friend'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-7193921584947490723</id><published>2008-06-19T15:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T15:31:06.223+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>Leaving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can’t FB in office anymore.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;SAD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I can’t play my dragon!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;SAD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; This shows I’m a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;addict!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DANG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I’ll be cured!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we (6 other colleagues and I) had a farewell lunch at a Chinese Restaurant (next to Wong Kor Char Chan Teng) with a senior. Food is okie. Dessert is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;yu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;mm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ous&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It looks too posh to get in there but the price is reasonable. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213491640982485682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SFoLBnQ6urI/AAAAAAAAAJo/kCYYs9bZvHo/s200/IMG_0859.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Her last day is today! I used to be under her guidance for two months before moving to my new working place. She is a very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;smiley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; girl. But it’s pretty stressful working under her. Hehehehe. But it’s a sad thing she is leaving us to a different company for a different exposure. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All the best to her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213491348187845538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SFoKwkhPE6I/AAAAAAAAAJg/4hS2Kw63ipk/s200/IMG_0860.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Next Monday, another friend of my will be leaving the company. Sigh! So many people leaving. Sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s going to rain! It’s getting cold again. Not like it’s not cold everyday. &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/4767205502846426555-7193921584947490723?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/7193921584947490723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=7193921584947490723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7193921584947490723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7193921584947490723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/06/leaving.html' title='Leaving'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SFoLBnQ6urI/AAAAAAAAAJo/kCYYs9bZvHo/s72-c/IMG_0859.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-5502791722342143437</id><published>2008-06-18T16:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T16:12:30.335+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beads'/><title type='text'>Bracelets update 4!</title><content type='html'>Done another 15. Yes I know I’m &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;very slow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Another &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; more to be done! &gt;__&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not going to give up!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-5502791722342143437?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/5502791722342143437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=5502791722342143437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/5502791722342143437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/5502791722342143437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/06/bracelets-update-4.html' title='Bracelets update 4!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-1976866419070211755</id><published>2008-06-17T16:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T16:41:54.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Follow me?</title><content type='html'>Been addicted to ‘&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Follow me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;’ after my friend passes me the whole album of Alvin and the chipmunk in mp3 form. So far that was my favourite song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However for today, when I’m listening to this song today, I didn’t feel uplifted. &gt;__&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel down. Too many things &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;blocking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;cloud! I don’t have the strength to bring up a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the lyric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;FOLLOW ME NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jason)&lt;br /&gt;This morning I woke up and something had changed&lt;br /&gt;I felt kind of good,&lt;br /&gt;And it felt kind of strange,&lt;br /&gt;There's something going on here,&lt;br /&gt;And maybe it's a brand new world,&lt;br /&gt;Or I'm just crazy insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alvin)&lt;br /&gt;So everything's different,&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess that's ok,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause those thoughts that used to hold me down,&lt;br /&gt;Have all gone away.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I could take on the world,&lt;br /&gt;So come along for the ride,&lt;br /&gt;Or just get out of my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus; Chipmunks and Jason)&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, come on,&lt;br /&gt;Get out, get out,&lt;br /&gt;Let's go,&lt;br /&gt;Won't cha follow me?&lt;br /&gt;(Let's go, won't cha follow me?)&lt;br /&gt;Come on, come on,&lt;br /&gt;Get out, get out,&lt;br /&gt;Let's go,&lt;br /&gt;Won't cha follow me?&lt;br /&gt;(Let's go, won't cha follow me? )&lt;br /&gt;Won't cha follow me now?&lt;br /&gt;Me now, me now, me now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jason)&lt;br /&gt;So tell me your secrets,&lt;br /&gt;And I'll sell you my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alvin)&lt;br /&gt;There's a shovel in my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And it's diggin' a hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chipmunks and Jason)&lt;br /&gt;The Devil and the God in my head,&lt;br /&gt;Are having breakfast in my brain,&lt;br /&gt;And it's driving me insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Chipmunks vocalizing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jason)&lt;br /&gt;(Won't cha follow me now? x3)&lt;br /&gt;Let's go, won't cha follow me now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chipmunks and Jason)&lt;br /&gt;Won't someone follow me now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Male Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Won't someone follow me now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus with backup and echoes)&lt;br /&gt;Chipmunks vocalizing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jason)&lt;br /&gt;Won't someone follow me now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;So anyone to follow me now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-1976866419070211755?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/1976866419070211755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=1976866419070211755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/1976866419070211755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/1976866419070211755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/06/follow-me.html' title='Follow me?'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-4518648896642270004</id><published>2008-06-11T16:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T16:39:19.781+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='article'/><title type='text'>Belt up!</title><content type='html'>Read through &lt;a href="http://clovetwo.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clove Two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. It’s part of The Star newspaper. There was this article that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;caught my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Actually there were many other articles which were very interesting to read about. But you can check it out yourself. The article I was interested has got to do with fashion…and it is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The article was written by Wendy Lee. I never know how to match certain type of belt with my clothing. Besides I don’t have many belts at all. &gt;__&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 4 types of belt (according to the writer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Skinny&lt;/span&gt; belt&lt;/span&gt;: The super skinny type of belt. Said to look great on slim women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210538532319956466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SE-NMENqjfI/AAAAAAAAAJI/oUPRO-0FgXQ/s200/images3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Medium&lt;/span&gt; belt&lt;/strong&gt;: Wearable for any occasion and types of figures. I think that would be the normal belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210539150527238498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SE-NwDNxEWI/AAAAAAAAAJY/HRHoHusZE1U/s200/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wide&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; belt: The &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and dramatic which not really suitable for work. Well this is the on going craze for this type of belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210538871191521426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SE-Nfym8SJI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/W2EIp6oNZU4/s200/images2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;P&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;at&lt;/span&gt;te&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;rn&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; belt: Printed, woven or embellished belts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;How to wear them?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. For those with &lt;strong&gt;short torso&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;thick waist&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Medium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wide&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; belts &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;below&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;navel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is able to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;draw away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the eyes from the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;abdomen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It’s true that it makes your torso looks a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;little longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; meaning a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;little slimmer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I did wonder doesn’t wide belt make the torso looks bigger and giving the illusion that you have a bigger tummy? Hmmm…if you imagine for a while, it doesn’t. I kind of &lt;strong&gt;hides&lt;/strong&gt; your flaws. But &lt;strong&gt;don’t&lt;/strong&gt; wear &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;contrasting belt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bottom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG NO NO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. For&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;skinny&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and body &lt;strong&gt;shape of rectangular&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;That’s me! Hahaha. The writer mention tying the belt high around the waist. It gives hourglassy look and sensuous silhouette. Hehehe. She mentioned that wide belt must be &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;wore under ribcage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; but to be wore with fluid dress meaning the flowy type and masculine tailored shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. To wear on &lt;strong&gt;top of your clothes&lt;/strong&gt; and match it well:&lt;br /&gt;You have to wear a longer top that &lt;strong&gt;covers about ¼ of your &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;butt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Belt and top colour &lt;strong&gt;should &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; be the same&lt;/strong&gt;. This is to allow the belt to look prominent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The &lt;strong&gt;in-wide belt&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;To wear them &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;high on waist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Gives an image of longer legs and a long line that can be satisfying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the summarized from the article. But you can read it &lt;a href="http://clovetwo.com/articles/story.asp?file=/2008/6/4/lookingood/20080604102702&amp;amp;sec=clovetwo_lookingood"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! There are many great articles to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I learn something from the tip. &gt;__&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-4518648896642270004?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/4518648896642270004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=4518648896642270004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4518648896642270004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4518648896642270004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/06/belt-up.html' title='Belt up!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SE-NMENqjfI/AAAAAAAAAJI/oUPRO-0FgXQ/s72-c/images3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-6715405026532926659</id><published>2008-06-10T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T17:33:55.834+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beads'/><title type='text'>Bracelets update 3!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Yeah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I've done another 15 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Adding to total of 75 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; over 250. Another 175 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to be done! Seems a lot more to go! &gt;__&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-6715405026532926659?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/6715405026532926659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=6715405026532926659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/6715405026532926659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/6715405026532926659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/06/bracelets-update-3.html' title='Bracelets update 3!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-975027710884277464</id><published>2008-06-09T14:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T14:36:14.803+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dumpling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrounding'/><title type='text'>Back home</title><content type='html'>Fingers are starting to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;freeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; again. Need to exercise them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to my hometown last weekend. I got to eat my granny’s &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;zhang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Wasn’t able to buy bus ticket for Friday night as most of the tickets to go anywhere were totally sold out!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;CRAZY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And there was this guy, don’t know which bus company; he was actually selling the bus ticket for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BLOODY RM35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to get back to Muar! I was like…&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;F!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Some insane humans bought the last two tickets. I guessed these people were taking the advantage of price hike on diesel by selling expensive bus fare! I had no choice but to get ticket for Saturday. Bought the 9am bus ticket. The bloody bus company was selling RM16 to get back to Muar where the original price was RM12.30. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BLOODY HELL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The pricing on the ticket was still stated RM12.30 yet they are selling it for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;RM16. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ARSEHOLE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Should I mention the bus company? Hmmm. It starts with ‘&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.’ I guess Muarians would know the company I’m mentioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go back because my granny had made the Zhang for me. Can’t just waste them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back home…the first thing I did was, of course chatted with my granny and had lunch in front of the PC and watched Ugly betty last 2 episodes. I wonder what would happen to her. My conclusion is that when the next season starts, she would appear really pretty and goes back to work in Mode and no one could recognize her and Daniel would get back to the company and try to get back from Willimina ( Is this how we spell her name?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, had to wash my pitiful looking fish tank. My tank had 4 pitiful goldfish. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;SAD SAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; me! Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was hogging the PC again to check my facebook. Wait before that, I ate Zhang!! Wait, I didn’t had time to facebook. I remembered Bchan saying the first time she saw me was me eating when she entered my granny house. She said I was a greedy pig! Hey, I’m not ok!! That was my first…wait my second la..you don’t count Kee Zhang as bak Zhang ok…so it’s still my first Zhang okay Miss Bchan!!! You probably &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;had more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Zhang then me!! BLUK!! After that we were munching preservative fruits in front of the PC! Sounds like a greedy bum? We hogged the PC for a while and got downstairs and chatted with our 2nd sis regarding her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Oh by the way, our theme for the morning is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;YELLOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..for those tak tahu yet! Hehehe..She will tell you all but me kepoh, so I’m informing to you earlier. You (Zer and Yan) will probably know it. I had to ask her myself too. I think she terlupa la. Then we were munching peanuts with wasabi. At first we couldn’t find the wasabi ones then 2nd sis found it for us. She said we were bodoh! We munched and chatted. Alien Drian was sleeping like pig. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Sun, had to take the 9am bus back! DAMN early!! Poor me! But I brought back Zhangs for my housemates and friends. Had Zhang for lunch!!! Hehehe. No pictures of the Zhang at all. Sorry! &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ja-ne!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-975027710884277464?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/975027710884277464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=975027710884277464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/975027710884277464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/975027710884277464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/06/back-home.html' title='Back home'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-8121836462444670989</id><published>2008-06-06T15:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T15:58:03.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Environment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cold'/><title type='text'>Frozen</title><content type='html'>IT"S FREAKING COLD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands are almost frozen!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does offices love to decrease the temperature of the air condition? Do you really think that we are not humans but robots? And the whole building is centralized! The condition get worse when it is a raining day! But I'm really amazed that some people can withstand the coldness and wear short skirt or doesn't need to wear jacket. Or am I the weird one? Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be going back to home town soon. I heard my friend saying the bus ticket increased by double. Hope is so not true. I did read about this issue in the Star online today. A bus ticket which goes back to Ipoh used to cost RM13 and the dealer sold the ticket for RM25. INSANE!!! Is it too much? Double the price!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another 1hr and 15mins to go! And I'm out from here! Muahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-8121836462444670989?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/8121836462444670989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=8121836462444670989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/8121836462444670989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/8121836462444670989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/06/frozen.html' title='Frozen'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-1982245068535394563</id><published>2008-06-06T12:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T12:22:47.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dumpling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>Zongzi...slurp!!</title><content type='html'>What the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;heck is that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? It’s also known as glutinous dumpling. The Chinese call it ‘&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Zong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;’ or ‘&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Zongzi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;’. A traditional Chinese food made of glutinous rice stuffed with different yummy-licious fillings and wrapped with bamboo leaves. Cooked either by boiling or steaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Sunday, 8/6/2008 is Zongzi festival. According to the history, zongzi is eaten during the Dragon Boat Festival which falls on fifth day of the fifth month of the Chinese calendar, commemorating to the death of Qu Yuan, a famous Chinese poet. He was from the kingdom of Chu during the Warring States period. Famously known for his patriotism. He failed to warn his king and countrymen about the expansion of their Qin neighbours. When the Qin Dynasty took over the Chu capital in 278BC, he was very unhappy and took his own life by drowning in Miluo river after penning the ‘Lament for Ying.’ Now here is the role of zongzi. Zongzi were thrown into river to prevent fish from eating the poet’s body. Hmmmm… More like contaminating the river. Ignore my comment yah. &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My granny will be making the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Nyonya zongzi&lt;/span&gt;. I’m so used to calling it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Nyonya Zhang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Zhang is actually a pronunciation in teochew dialect. Then I hope my granny will be making &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kee Zhang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Actually known as ‘Jianshui zong’, the glutinous is treated with lye water (aqueous calcium hydroxide) which gives the rice a light yellow colour. You can’t put too much of the lye water because it will make the rice hard. Then you will be eating stone instead. My granny’s nyonya zhang is whitish in colour. Usually other dumpling looks a bit of light brown due to the dark sauce is mixed together when preparing the rice. Different dumping from different dialect have different fillings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can’t wait to eat them. Oh yeah, by the way zer, you can’t get to eat zhang! Hehehe..I think yan will be able to eat. Evil me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-1982245068535394563?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/1982245068535394563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=1982245068535394563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/1982245068535394563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/1982245068535394563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/06/zongzislurp.html' title='Zongzi...slurp!!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-4221486332120342425</id><published>2008-06-05T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T23:33:34.996+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beads'/><title type='text'>Bracelets update 2!</title><content type='html'>Latest update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;60 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; already!! Yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to sleep now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nighty nighty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-4221486332120342425?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/4221486332120342425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=4221486332120342425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4221486332120342425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4221486332120342425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/06/bracelets-update-2.html' title='Bracelets update 2!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-315482453820640372</id><published>2008-06-05T15:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T15:29:37.768+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I’ve found out bout my assessment result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dukacita anda &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GAGAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ujian yang telah diadakan pada 25/04/2008 hingga 16/05/2008.&lt;br /&gt;That’s what is stated at the page. I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;failed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to go through the next round. What the heck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is something my friend  came up. A little algebra for you all.&lt;br /&gt;Eg. 1&lt;br /&gt;Eat= gain ---&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;Don’t eat= die&lt;br /&gt;Eat= Die/ Don’t ---&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Replace 1 into 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gain= Die/ Don’t&lt;br /&gt;Die= Don’t gain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E.g. 2&lt;br /&gt;Eat+ sleep= enjoy&lt;br /&gt;Die/Don’t + sleep= enjoy&lt;br /&gt;Die + Don’t sleep= Don’t enjoy&lt;br /&gt;Die= Don’t enjoy- don’t sleep&lt;br /&gt;      = Don’t enjoy + sleep&lt;br /&gt;Die= Sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all understand the equations above. ^__^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-315482453820640372?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/315482453820640372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=315482453820640372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/315482453820640372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/315482453820640372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/06/ive-found-out-bout-my-assessment-result.html' title=''/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-5121208625769275714</id><published>2008-06-02T15:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T15:31:25.287+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beads'/><title type='text'>Bracelets update!</title><content type='html'>Done &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;45&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will always keep an update! To remind myself that I have much more to do! &gt;__&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-5121208625769275714?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/5121208625769275714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=5121208625769275714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/5121208625769275714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/5121208625769275714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/06/bracelets-update.html' title='Bracelets update!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-2858303316416556908</id><published>2008-05-29T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T16:08:55.946+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beads'/><title type='text'>Fri-a-day!</title><content type='html'>Yeah, tomorrow is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;end!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Plan to go to my sister’s place and play with her doggy!! Hahaha… My sisters are coming up to KL on Saturday! Yeah!! Can go &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;ja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;lan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I've ordered something from my friend as she is selling beads she bought from Bali. Can't wait for the package! Oh Hana, you going to Bandung? Can do me a&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; favour? ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can make full use, what I meant was ask for help from BChan with my beads! Hehehe. No J-drama for you BChan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-2858303316416556908?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/2858303316416556908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=2858303316416556908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/2858303316416556908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/2858303316416556908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/05/fri-day.html' title='Fri-a-day!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-7166936290505338711</id><published>2008-05-25T17:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T17:56:30.788+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>Beadsy topsy</title><content type='html'>It's the weekend. And I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;busy busy&lt;/span&gt; doing &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (indicates the colourfulness of my bracelets) I've promised my sister. Right now I've done 30...out of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;250&lt;/span&gt;. It's like only 1/&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;7&lt;/span&gt; of the amount. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Die!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Dateline on 29 July. I think. Hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must keep up the pace to complete it by end of this month..I mean end of June. Will post up the picture when I get a camera from someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to do my work now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-7166936290505338711?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/7166936290505338711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=7166936290505338711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7166936290505338711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7166936290505338711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/05/beadsy-topsy.html' title='Beadsy topsy'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-8324363499195052161</id><published>2008-05-17T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T23:28:22.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Rufff rufff</title><content type='html'>My sister's new pet...ain't he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;adorable&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SC75EYKPwHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/oMbnJgf2hAU/s1600-h/n689256088_607624_3371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SC75EYKPwHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/oMbnJgf2hAU/s200/n689256088_607624_3371.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201368473259720818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Grrrr...no stealing my ball!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That's little JD. So adorable. My vocab is limited for the moment. "sigh"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/4767205502846426555-8324363499195052161?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/8324363499195052161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=8324363499195052161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/8324363499195052161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/8324363499195052161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/05/rufff-rufff.html' title='Rufff rufff'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SC75EYKPwHI/AAAAAAAAAIo/oMbnJgf2hAU/s72-c/n689256088_607624_3371.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-9136812104868022214</id><published>2008-05-17T13:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T14:01:33.591+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animals'/><title type='text'>Ruufff...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yesterday my sister messaged me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I’m having a baby boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was liked: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HUH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I replied her: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;What do you mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Got her reply: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I’ll name him JD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was liked &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;super HUH&lt;/span&gt;!!?? The first thought that jumped into my mind was that was pregnant.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I sent back:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;I don’t understand. Are you pregnant?&lt;/span&gt; After much long wait and no reply from her…I decided to buzz her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I almost kicked her when I heard her real answer. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“I’m having a dog.”&lt;/span&gt; I was:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; WHAT THE F***!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SC50SYKPwFI/AAAAAAAAAIY/LGAi41sE9bg/s1600-h/1351-GoldenRetrieverPuppy30pcSmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SC50SYKPwFI/AAAAAAAAAIY/LGAi41sE9bg/s200/1351-GoldenRetrieverPuppy30pcSmall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201222478731395154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ain't I adorable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yup she is getting a puppy, golden retriever. Only 7 weeks old. I want to see the little adorable doggy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-9136812104868022214?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/9136812104868022214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=9136812104868022214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/9136812104868022214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/9136812104868022214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/05/ruufff.html' title='Ruufff...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SC50SYKPwFI/AAAAAAAAAIY/LGAi41sE9bg/s72-c/1351-GoldenRetrieverPuppy30pcSmall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-6681221959873662744</id><published>2008-05-16T16:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T16:31:06.597+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrounding'/><title type='text'>Cikgu cikgu!</title><content type='html'>Today is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Teacher’s Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faster grab your mobile phone to text or call to wish your primary, secondary, college, form 6, matriculation &amp;amp; uni teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any teacher you really dislike or adore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning as I was listening to Flyfm, there was this caller saying that he failed F5 5 times just to stay back in that school. The reason was that his school have many &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HOT teachers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! As far as I can remember, my primary, secondary or F6 teachers were pretty biasa sahaja. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was this caller, he called his teacher to make a confession. A confession saying she have a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;great leg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! Another caller called to tell that he had a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on his English teacher. His English teacher was being great and gave him extra class in her house. In the end, he &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;married &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;his English teacher’s daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you all have any &lt;em&gt;interesting&lt;/em&gt; stories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was once a teacher’s pet during my kindergarten and primary 1 &amp;amp; 2. She knew my mommy. My mommy’s friend. Her name is Puan Lee Kah Hoi. ( Crap..I don’t remember her name…but pronunciation is something like that.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another teacher we gave a nickname: ET. I guess anyone from the same school as me during the primary will know him. Hehehe. And he married a teacher from the same school too. Her name is BBQ. Ehehehe. We are so mean. Giving names to teachers. But I think it’s pretty mild. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I just want to wish all teachers: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY TEACHER’S DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-6681221959873662744?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/6681221959873662744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=6681221959873662744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/6681221959873662744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/6681221959873662744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/05/today-is-teachers-day-faster-grab-your.html' title='Cikgu cikgu!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-7846278769698567057</id><published>2008-05-14T13:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T15:12:19.607+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Prince Caspian.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200125488249421874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SCqOlIKPwDI/AAAAAAAAAII/ZYMVE6rxfcs/s200/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I’m Prince Caspian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait! It should be: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m Queen Hera&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Muahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m a little crazy today. Feeling happy. Probably it is due to my monthly hay wired period. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Prince Caspian will be out tomorrow! Got invitation from my friend last week to watch the premier but I had turn down his offer. It was premiered yesterday night in Midvaley. I wonder how the movie was. Usually fantasy movie based from a book doesn’t capture all the imagination we have in our own mind. That goes same to Harry Potter. I felt it was a let down for the 1st movie till the 4th movie. Narnia first movie wasn’t that great either. But at least the characters played by the kids are much better than HP. They aren’t that stiff. &gt;__&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think everyone would agree to me with this: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;LOTR movie were amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Peter Jackson did an amazing job! ^___^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200127038732615746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SCqP_YKPwEI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/kaQU6px5RVg/s200/images+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOOTTTT!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oooh ..did I mention that the guy playing the character Prince Caspian is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUPER HOT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend just message me: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Som naang lou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It’s good luck in Khmer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khmer people is an ethnic group for majority of Cambodians. It’s also the official language of Cambodia. It’s where you can find the longest river in SEA. Mekong river. Right? Her brother went back packing there. Cool! He went to Angkor Wat. Entrance fee is in USD. Pretty costly! But I guess it’s worth the mohney! Me want to go there too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So it will be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;som naang lou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-7846278769698567057?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/7846278769698567057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=7846278769698567057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7846278769698567057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7846278769698567057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-prince-caspian-wait-it-should-be-im.html' title='Prince Caspian.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SCqOlIKPwDI/AAAAAAAAAII/ZYMVE6rxfcs/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-8968961543755122027</id><published>2008-05-13T16:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T17:00:17.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><title type='text'>Beady</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I bought stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite stuffs: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEADS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy! The beads were much cheaper compare to the one I bought from previously. It was really wholesale price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;happy happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I can turun harga for my sister bracelets. Hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I’ll think bout it first! I’m so bad! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Mohney minded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-8968961543755122027?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/8968961543755122027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=8968961543755122027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/8968961543755122027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/8968961543755122027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/05/beady.html' title='Beady'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-542492257988745623</id><published>2008-05-12T18:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T22:00:04.087+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrounding'/><title type='text'>The difference</title><content type='html'>My friend told me these funny differentiation she read from the paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The difference between&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; man&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;woman&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When a woman&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is thin: She is called slim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is fat: She is called voluptuous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is tall: She is called model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is short: She is called petite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;When a man&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is thin: He is called skinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is fat: He is called a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is tall: He is called bamboo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is short: He is called rat. ( The rat part I don't get it why, it's suppose to be in Chinese. The article she read.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-542492257988745623?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/542492257988745623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=542492257988745623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/542492257988745623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/542492257988745623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/05/difference.html' title='The difference'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-7295887586791739032</id><published>2008-05-12T10:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T15:16:15.981+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><title type='text'>On leave.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;I'M ON &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;LEAVE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe.... Don't be jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going out to get my stuffs..meaning bye bye mohney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's for the goodness. What am i crapping about? no idea. Adios people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,255,153)"&gt;Enjoy working!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-7295887586791739032?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/7295887586791739032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=7295887586791739032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7295887586791739032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7295887586791739032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/05/on-leave.html' title='On leave.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-1110626383804596195</id><published>2008-05-11T18:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T18:47:00.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>2nd Sunday of May 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;MOTHER'S&lt;/span&gt; DAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Goes out to all mothers in the universe! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are the BEST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SCbOh4KPwAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/jffbyOXz_go/s1600-h/Happy_Mothers_Day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SCbOh4KPwAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/jffbyOXz_go/s200/Happy_Mothers_Day.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199069901252182018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-1110626383804596195?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/1110626383804596195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=1110626383804596195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/1110626383804596195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/1110626383804596195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/05/2nd-sunday-of-may-2008.html' title='2nd Sunday of May 2008'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SCbOh4KPwAI/AAAAAAAAAHw/jffbyOXz_go/s72-c/Happy_Mothers_Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-8845530261483067273</id><published>2008-05-11T18:25:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T18:48:01.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><title type='text'>Finally it's over.</title><content type='html'>Have been mentioning bout my assessment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OVER&lt;/span&gt;!! It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;over finally!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I impressed the panels. I have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;NOT very good feeling&lt;/span&gt;. I probably won't pass through this round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Silly right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 133 participants, 7 dropout on the first day itself. 2 males &amp;amp; 5 females. There were like 5 pregnant ladies in the assessment too. One lady is due in two weeks. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;SCARY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, my bahasa Melayu was not very good. Fluency was bad too. &gt;__&lt;   Feeling more down already. DANG!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling like a wilted flower. No energy. Lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SCbLnIKPv-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/seavzJ311Wc/s1600-h/the_beauty_of_sadness_bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SCbLnIKPv-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/seavzJ311Wc/s200/the_beauty_of_sadness_bw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199066692911611874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-8845530261483067273?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/8845530261483067273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=8845530261483067273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/8845530261483067273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/8845530261483067273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally-its-over.html' title='Finally it&apos;s over.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SCbLnIKPv-I/AAAAAAAAAHg/seavzJ311Wc/s72-c/the_beauty_of_sadness_bw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-7737631618326680604</id><published>2008-05-08T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T16:07:42.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><title type='text'>Friday!!</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is Friday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bloody nervous!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting all scared!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully everything goes smoothly for me for the next 3 days!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;______________&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how I'm feeling right now. NERVOUS SCARED WORRY!!! Feel like releasing my inner voice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-7737631618326680604?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/7737631618326680604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=7737631618326680604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7737631618326680604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7737631618326680604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/05/friday.html' title='Friday!!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-867490109000541387</id><published>2008-05-06T17:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T17:08:20.538+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>Mother’s Day is this 9th May 2008. A Sunday. It always fall on the 2nd week of Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing anything special for your mom or grandmother or aunties? All of them are female. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s the day where we as the child honour our mothers.&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that Mother’s Day is like celebrated the whole year? It is really like the whole year. Different countries have different dates and with certain date have a special meaning for celebrating Mother’s Day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some believe that this occasion started off from a custom of mother worship in ancient Greece. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that, UK &amp; Ireland Mother’s Day is known as Mothering Sunday? Woah…Didn't know that at all. It falls on fourth Sunday of Lent (3 weeks before Easter Sunday). Believed to originate from 16th century Christian practice of visiting church annually. It’s the day where most mothers reunite with their children on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for US, they celebrates Mother’s Day on the 2nd Sunday in May. I guess we followed them. For them, it was actually a call to unite woman against war. Okie..I don’t  think we knew bout that. Did you know that in parts of US, it is traditional act to plant tomatoes outdoor after Mother’s Day and not before? Why tomato? In 1914, President Woodrow Wilson declared 1st national Mother’s day to honour the mother’s whose sons had died in war. That’s a sad thing. 9 years after that, it became commercialize. Then I guess that is how Mother’s day kind of slide of the track from the main purpose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In most East Asia, Mother’s day is superly commercialized straight from USA.&lt;br /&gt;Mother’s Day have been celebrated as early as in 2nd Sunday in February for Norway and as late as in 22nd December for Indonesia. Cool huh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and did you know that, Mongolia is the only country that celebrates Mother’s day twice a year? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess we in Msia do celebrate Mother’s Day to really honour and remember for what our moms or grandmas or aunts have done for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I want to wish all mothers, grandmothers and aunts who have done so much for their children a very HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY! Have a great one! All children, don’t forget to thank your mother for what they have done for you all these years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-867490109000541387?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/867490109000541387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=867490109000541387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/867490109000541387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/867490109000541387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-4614684346363921603</id><published>2008-05-05T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T15:46:14.946+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='phrase'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrounding'/><title type='text'>Positivity</title><content type='html'>Ooo…there is another thing which I was pretty happy (that time when it happened). My sister have approved my bracelet pricing which is pretty affordable and I’ll be going crazy doing them in 2 months. I probably will be blinded by July. Hahahaha…that’s a bit exaggerating though. Wait.. wait…I haven’t include another different pattern of bracelet I promise her. &gt;__&lt; Need to get all my stocks before I can do. Hmmm…need a driver. Any volunteer? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m ending this nonsense with: &lt;br /&gt;To increase your effectiveness, make you emotions subordinate to your commitments&lt;br /&gt;- Brian Koslow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think it’s going to end yet. I totally agree with the phrase. For me I interpret this phrase as: You need to like and enjoy what you do to increase your effectiveness towards your commitments. Like and enjoy is like emotions. Well not all the time you are able to enjoy or like your commitments. Commitment comes in many different packages. It could be your job, responsibilities as a colleague, parent, child, sibling, friend, loans and load more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You get what I mean. Let it be anger, sadness or happiness, it somehow can make commitment be accomplished. Sometimes with anger, you need to channel it to something positive…would that be a positive anger?...is there such thing as positive anger? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well never mind, putting all the anger to achieving your commitment can be done. For example, when I get angry at certain person for belittling me, I will prove to them I can do something great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See..channeling the negative anger to a positive one. We just need to stay positive no matter how tough and sucky life can be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-4614684346363921603?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/4614684346363921603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=4614684346363921603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4614684346363921603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4614684346363921603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/05/positivity.html' title='Positivity'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-3064785915588264894</id><published>2008-05-05T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T15:03:51.869+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><title type='text'>Friday..get here faster.</title><content type='html'>Double 5. That’s the date I was mentioning about. Nothing special la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m super duper nervous for this coming Fri. I’ll be going for 3 days of assessment. And there will be forum, debating, public speaking and health fitness. The indoor activities will be done mostly in Bahasa Melayu. Got some info from my friend that have attended the assessment. She told me about the participates are from different age and working position. Some as old as 30+ to fresh grads. Some have gone through this assessment for like 2 to I don’t know how many times. It seems to be a favorite job for a lot of people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I don’t embarrass myself of everyone. &gt;__&lt; Specially the indoor activities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-3064785915588264894?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/3064785915588264894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=3064785915588264894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/3064785915588264894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/3064785915588264894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/05/fridayget-here-faster.html' title='Friday..get here faster.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-4640551084808475621</id><published>2008-05-02T16:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T16:05:48.648+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Environment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><title type='text'>Pop there goes my heart.</title><content type='html'>That sounds familiar right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pop there goes my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have watched 'Music &amp; Lyrics', then you will know what I'm talking about. The song title is 'Pop'. Dah lari topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are going to pop out soon! Keep staring at the pc none stop. Hmmm..I wonder have my eye sight power increased. So the title of my post should be pop there goes my eye. &gt;____&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey anyone knows how much do they pay for a show presenter that works in Spore Zoo? &lt;br /&gt;They don’t need to face they pc always. They can interact with animals and humans too. Interesting huh? Hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-4640551084808475621?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/4640551084808475621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=4640551084808475621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4640551084808475621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4640551084808475621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/05/pop-there-goes-my-heart.html' title='Pop there goes my heart.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-6927189544136492855</id><published>2008-04-30T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T13:39:04.461+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beads'/><title type='text'>Which to invest?</title><content type='html'>I was super excited yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I was contemplating on which book to buy from the Kinokuniya.&lt;br /&gt;I almost walked out empty handed. But I changed my mine after walking a few steps away from the shelves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the shelves for two days before I made up my mind to get the book.&lt;br /&gt;It’s a beading book in Japanese. Smart eh? There are illustrations for every design. So it won’t be a problem for me. Should I get the other book that I was contemplating too? Hmmm..very tempted to get it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot! Cannot! Must not get it yet. Hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-6927189544136492855?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/6927189544136492855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=6927189544136492855' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/6927189544136492855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/6927189544136492855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/04/which-to-invest.html' title='Which to invest?'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-2106603616333001433</id><published>2008-04-29T13:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T14:04:20.023+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrounding'/><title type='text'>Facebooking</title><content type='html'>I guess everyone knows bout Facebook. Ok ok..almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can add tons of applications and fiddle around for awhile before getting bored of them. I was once addicted to Facebook but I got over that phase. Used to have many applications but deleted them when I found it to be boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just join a group name "Lish". It’s a lady selling her costume jewelleries. From necklaces to earrings to..thats all I think. &gt;__&lt; BLOODY expensive!!! I almost fainted when I saw the prices. But it’s really pretty!! I got to know this group from my sis. She also another kaki Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..it does give me ideas to make some interesting costume jewelleries.^__^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-2106603616333001433?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/2106603616333001433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=2106603616333001433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/2106603616333001433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/2106603616333001433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-guess-everyone-knows-bout-facebook.html' title='Facebooking'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-5163137702501463582</id><published>2008-04-28T16:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T18:59:28.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Environment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something I want to share with you all. Don't remember where I got it. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;What do you want?&lt;br /&gt;If you wanted the moon,&lt;br /&gt;I sling a rope around it and pull it over your window,&lt;br /&gt;If you wanted the sun,&lt;br /&gt;I wear it a shades and park it by your pool side,&lt;br /&gt;If you wanted the earth,&lt;br /&gt;I would deliver it in silver platter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So what do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-5163137702501463582?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/5163137702501463582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=5163137702501463582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/5163137702501463582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/5163137702501463582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/04/poem.html' title='Poem'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-6935396737305704429</id><published>2008-04-28T15:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T18:58:14.696+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Series'/><title type='text'>Cashmere Mafia</title><content type='html'>Last weekend I went back hometown. I was kejar-ing a new series. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;CASHMERE MAFIA!&lt;/span&gt; It’s not about any mafia or yakuza (I like this word-yakuza. There is this food outlet where I have to pass to my workplace everyday, it’s named rakuzen. But everytime I see that word, the first word to pop into my mind is yakuza. Evil huh?! Back to my cashmere mafia story).&lt;br /&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/_zht_c_NUb9g/SCbPpoKPwBI/AAAAAAAAAH4/03mwnBBrGBw/s1600-h/hn-cashmere-small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SCbPpoKPwBI/AAAAAAAAAH4/03mwnBBrGBw/s200/hn-cashmere-small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199071133907795986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cast of Cashmere Mafia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The sad thing about this series is that it has been axed. &gt;__&lt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s about 4 ladies (knowing each other for 15 years). All of them are high position holders in big companies. They were called the Cashmere Mafia since their business school days. They protect each other and discuss their personal ups and downs. Actually cashmere mafia is for the boys’ club. These power ladies have complicated life. Let me intro you the four characters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Mia Mason (Lucy Liu):&lt;/span&gt; Publisher at Barnstead Media.&lt;br /&gt;She got the job after competiting with her fiancé played by Tom Everett Scott as Jack Cutting for the same post. Her fiancé broke off their engagement after knowing that she got the job. Oh yeah, who ever doesn’t get that position will get the boot. So he was booted out. I guess not all guys can take that outcome. Oh oh oh..her one of her boyfriend was a neurosurgeon. DAMN GOOD LOOKING FOR AN ASIAN!!! Hahahaha. Played by Jack Yang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Zoe Burden (Frances O’Connor):&lt;/span&gt; Former Managing Director of Mergers &amp;amp; Acquisitions at Gorham Sutter.&lt;br /&gt;This lady before she quit her job, she is quite a control freak. She is married to a super nice guy, Eric Burden played by Julian Ovenden (good looking) and have two kids. Husband works as an architect. Before he got a job, he was a househusband. ^__^ Her co-worker really knows how to take credit for whatever things she did. That got her so mad and quit the job as she was supposed to get the position of Vice chairman. I guess many companies still caters to men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Juliet Draper (Miranda Otto):&lt;/span&gt; COO of Stanton Hall Hotels &amp;amp; resorts.&lt;br /&gt;She looks quite like an ice queen. Her husband is playboy. She knows it but she ignores all of them till her husband, Davis Draper (Peter Hermann) was fooling with Cilla Grey (Noelle Beck) which she don’t like her at all. Her good friends told her the news before she went to receive an award for her hard work. And before she went up stage, she told her husband and said “I’m going to choose one of your friend to be my lover.” To pay back for what her husband had done. HEBAT!! Well she did, but not really an affair. She couldn’t do it. But she almost did it without the sex part. She divorced her husband and her useless husband actually ask her to pay his lawyer fee too. TOTAL USELESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Caitlin Dowd (Bonnie Somerville):&lt;/span&gt; Senior VP for marketing at Lily Parrish Cosmetics.&lt;br /&gt;She has quite a haywire relationship. From straight to bi to straight again. Yeah..weird lady! When she doesn’t tell the truth, a pimple will pop up her face. Won’t that be good to detect liars? But it doesn’t work for me la. Hahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched from episode 1-7. And it was axed. SAD! Nice series. Really love how the ladies hold such high positions. All so successful but not in relationship. To be a power lady, I guess you can’t have the best of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have the chance to watch this series, do try to download it. Much better than Desperate Housewives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-6935396737305704429?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/6935396737305704429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=6935396737305704429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/6935396737305704429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/6935396737305704429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/04/cashmere-mafia.html' title='Cashmere Mafia'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/SCbPpoKPwBI/AAAAAAAAAH4/03mwnBBrGBw/s72-c/hn-cashmere-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-3723596923509742578</id><published>2008-04-28T14:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T14:58:28.285+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><title type='text'>Again mohney</title><content type='html'>I did some calculating for the whole cost of a bracelet I’m doing for my sister. I was pretty surprised that it cost so much. I wonder how am I going to put extra for my workmanship. How ar? Hope she will be okie with it. &gt;__&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..any of you guys can give any suggestion where to buy affordable beads in bulk or any wholesalers? I can’t afford to get expensive ones for long. So please do tell me if you know any. Thanks a lot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-3723596923509742578?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/3723596923509742578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=3723596923509742578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/3723596923509742578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/3723596923509742578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/04/again-mohney_28.html' title='Again mohney'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-3848472035154614478</id><published>2008-04-25T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T17:05:32.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mohney mohney mohney!</title><content type='html'>Well people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions to earn extra mohney? Must be legal yeah! Do give me some suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way I'm doing costume jewellery but kind of hanging in the middle. Doing that too need mohney to buy the stuufs. Not cheap stuffs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...so do help! Don't tell me to do data entry stuffs yeah! HELP!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-3848472035154614478?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/3848472035154614478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=3848472035154614478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/3848472035154614478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/3848472035154614478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/04/mohney-mohney-mohney.html' title='Mohney mohney mohney!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-7212215437657588458</id><published>2008-04-25T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T16:49:16.480+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrounding'/><title type='text'>Places &amp; mohney!</title><content type='html'>What I meant was: MONEY! To visit places, you need money, right? &lt;br /&gt;RIGHT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so wish to travel around Malaysia, Sabah &amp; Sarawak! Many beautiful islands to discover and not to forget food, food &amp; FOOD!! And the amazing sceneries from the kampong sites to beautiful beaches and night light of cities. In order to capture all the moments, camera will be the best tool. But what if you don’t have a camera? You need to get one which means you need mohney!! I know you probably would suggest to get a cheap camera but I don’t want to get a low end camera. I want a camera that can serve me for a long time. And I like canon or Nikon brand camera! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading a blog yesterday. This blogger was travelling around the Asian countries. She went to Laos, Bangkok, Vietnam, Pulau Sipadan and probably many more places! She is not even working!! She is still a student but she is doing part time jobs. She uses her own mohney to travel! And she bag-pack. That’s a good way for tight budget travelers. I dare not bag-pack alone. She does it alone! BRAVE dudette! Oh yah…her Pulau Sipadan pictures are gorgeous!! I SO WANT TO GO THERE!!! The water is super clear! And I want to participate in Vietnam CNY! You know why? I heard that their CNY celebration is for a week and many activities are done! Unlike here..pretty quiet. I want to join Water festival in Thailand! Damn! So many things! I need to save my mohney! And I don’t care, by this year I’m going to Pulau Redang!! I’m going …I’m GOING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie okie..don’t get to emo! Hehehehe. Well, the person I was mentioning is Nicole. She is in my list of bloggers. Check out her blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-7212215437657588458?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/7212215437657588458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=7212215437657588458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7212215437657588458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7212215437657588458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/04/places-mohney.html' title='Places &amp; mohney!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-576481184413980626</id><published>2008-04-23T16:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T21:02:24.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Environment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrounding'/><title type='text'>Mother earth.</title><content type='html'>Did you know yesterday was Earth Day? On the 22th April 2008. I only knew that when I was listening to the radio.&lt;br /&gt;Did you all do anything to make it worth while? Like not using the car but uses the public transport? Or try to use less paper?&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t do much about anything. I’m always using the public transport. I recycle my papers in the office. That’s the only thing that I do. Oh another thing, you know the tissue papers have a few layers right? I always pull out the layers and not use everything in a go. Usually I’ll pass the extra and give it to my sister whenever we are out for dinner or lunch. Hehehe. A way of using less tissue. The best would be using handkerchief. Besides, I’m not a hanky type of girl. :)&lt;br /&gt;Well, it’s really sad to see when people uses tissue paper like it’s free. Especially when you go to public toilets. I wonder how many rolls of papers are wasted to dry hands. And and…when air con is turn on to the full blast in office. Hello!! This is Malaysia..not UK. We don’t need freezing cold environment. Wasting electricity. SIGH!!&lt;br /&gt;The list goes on and on. People please try to save. Not for you now but for our own future!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-576481184413980626?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/576481184413980626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=576481184413980626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/576481184413980626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/576481184413980626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/04/mother-earth.html' title='Mother earth.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-6391133101076189243</id><published>2008-04-23T12:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T21:03:25.777+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olympic'/><title type='text'>Relay.2.</title><content type='html'>Oops..bout the relay thingy. The next stop after Malaysia was Jakarta. They didn't have the relay for open public but they invited certain people to the special event. The running was done in a studium. Run five laps..the torch was off to Australia. Don't ask me what's the next stop. I don't have any idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-6391133101076189243?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/6391133101076189243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=6391133101076189243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/6391133101076189243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/6391133101076189243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/04/relay2.html' title='Relay.2.'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-8856477057304476777</id><published>2008-04-23T12:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T21:05:28.549+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olympic'/><title type='text'>Relay</title><content type='html'>22/4/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The torch was lit on the 24th March 2008 in Greece by Maria Nafpliotou. Do you all know who am I referring to? What torch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yesterday, the torch reached Malaysia. That’s the biggest hint! Don’t tell me you still can’t guess it. This is the second time Malaysia participated in the torch relay after 28 years of the BIG game! Ok ok…it’s the Olympic Games. I’m not counting the very first time this game started but from 1896. It’s every four years. This year the big game will be held in Beijing, China. China will be the 3rd country in Asian to hold this game. First is Japan then South Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually Olympic has started way back in 776BC or some scholar said it was between 884BC &amp;amp; 704BC. Did you know that this game was for young men only? Bias huh? Well they have a reason..that’s because they compete in nude. WOAH!! Hehehe… It’s a celebration of the achievements of human body. Winners don’t get gold medal or $$$ but rewarded with crown of olive leaves back in the BC era. Olive branch meant sign of hope and peace. If they kept with the same winning price, do you think people will still participate in the Games? I wonder. Probably some will but I think majority will not. Since many people don’t see olive branch as a sign of hope and peace but a bundle of leaves that will wilt in a few days. RIGHT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another did you know. Did you know that torch bearing was not included in the ancient Olympic Games? And same goes with the interconnecting rings. Only introduced in the modern Games. The 5 ring (white, red, blue, green, yellow &amp;amp; black) actually represent the each nation colour, that’s because at least some nation have one of the colour. See..so not bias at all. Hahahaha. The relay actually was intro in 1936. French &amp;amp; English is the official language of the Games. And and and there will be 28 sports to be running in the Beijing Olympic Games. Well you can actually find all this info in Wiki. Hehehe. I’m just stating the interesting fact of did you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really amazed that there were so many people participating in KL torch relay. SO MANY CHINESE from China came over to be part of it. I wonder if everyone knew bout this torch relay in KL. And I meant the Malaysians. You know how Malaysians can be pretty oblivious with such great event happening. KLCC was the last destination of the torch relay. I don’t know who are the runners that participated for Malaysia relay. The next stop for the torch to be is in Thailand. Right? Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all for my torch thingy for you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-8856477057304476777?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/8856477057304476777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=8856477057304476777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/8856477057304476777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/8856477057304476777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/04/relay.html' title='Relay'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-2735115146883642172</id><published>2008-04-05T18:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T11:01:34.687+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><title type='text'>Feeling left out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Having this feeling that I'm out of the current world but not exactly out of the circle. I do know what is happening around from e-news. It's just that, my routine makes me feel very left out. To work, work..sometimes read the e-news, back home, dinner, tv or books and sleep. Back to the same thing all over again. Maybe I'm having this feeling because my life doesn't have much excitement. I want to do something insane and dangerous. I want to feel the adrenaline rush. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I should make a point to do things. Right now, I'm having a new task to accomplish. My sis request me to do her 30 bracelets for her friends as a wedding gift. A token of appreciation to her bride maids. HEHEHE!! So happy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&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/4767205502846426555-2735115146883642172?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/2735115146883642172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=2735115146883642172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/2735115146883642172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/2735115146883642172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/04/feeling-left-out.html' title='Feeling left out...'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-137256044108297917</id><published>2008-03-23T14:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T14:58:58.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrounding'/><title type='text'>End of MArch</title><content type='html'>It's nearing the end of March. Damn fast. Two weeks back..don't really remember what happened during the weekdays except during the weekends. My sista..eldest..got married! Finally!! &gt;__&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dad held a dinner for my sista in Muar. Not on the wedding day itself but a week earlier before the wedding day. Something that is usually done in the Chinese custom. But now, I don't think many people is doing it because it takes a lot of time and effort to do it. It was the first wedding for my family so...my dad needs to invite his FRIENDS to get back all his ang pows that he have so far given to all his friend's daugthers or sons wedding. But I don't think he got back his duit la...maybe for the dinner but not the alcohol coverage. The wedding was very chinese-sy la..hahaha..the typical chinese dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then last weekend...was THE DAY!! Was prettty exciting! We, the sisters...actually my 2nd sista came up with the plan how to "torture" the groom before he was able to step into the house to get his bride. But we were pretty nice people and didn't play over the line..well coz my granny was there..if we did that..sure kena tembak from her. The best part of the whole wedding was the arrival of the groom with his heng tai. Horns blaring from a distance before they reach our place and we the girl's side, are not suppose to greet them immediately and we are not allowed to see the arrival of the cars. The other best part was the tea ceremony....as in we the sisters giving our respect to him. Each of us gave him bowls (ranging from the biggest to the smallest from my 2nd sis to my youngest brother) of desserts soup. Wasn't that bad la..hahaha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That day..we had quite a number of photographers..my younger sis, my 2nd sister, my younger bro with his tiny mobile phone, my cousin and my sister's personal photographer. My granny got quite angry when we snapped her picture but we told her that..nope we are not taking your picture la Ah Ma..we are taking the bride and groom. &gt;__&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, off we go to the groom's home in BP. The car I sat in..gosh..the driver..damn slow man!!!! THere were 4 cars including the bride's car plus 2 cars from my sister's side. The journey seem pretty long when we could actually arive BP in 40 minutes but they took 1 hr to reach. SLOW right!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then..there is the tea ceremony again..then makan makan..then we balik Muar. Dinner was in BP. Restaurant setting is nice..food is okie...evertyhing was smooth. Seems simple but it was fun. Never attended a Chinese wedding before and it has been a great experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait for July. My 2nd sis is getting hitched. And her wedding is in KL!! Yeah..dont need to rush back to Muar. Her ROM will be in April..That's double happiness in my family!&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/4767205502846426555-137256044108297917?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/137256044108297917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=137256044108297917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/137256044108297917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/137256044108297917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/03/end-of-march.html' title='End of MArch'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-2694237740613705606</id><published>2008-02-27T13:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T13:18:36.558+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrounding'/><title type='text'>Being a bad bad person</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Have not blog for a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LONG&lt;/span&gt; time. Feels like a zillion year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;busy with work&lt;/span&gt;. Everytime I get back from work..I super exhausted. But today, I did something really bad. I took MC. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Suppose to feel sick&lt;/span&gt;. *wink wink* Hope you all get what I mean. hahaha.. ^___^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facing the pc all day long is boring. I tend to fall asleep after reading all those tiny prints on the screen. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BORING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there any job that doesn't require much pc facing and involves loads of people interaction and it must be sales? I don't think I love or like my job that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I'll be accompanying my sister to a bridal shop! YEah...been a long time since I see her...It was like after CNY till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah another thing, if you have the chance, watch Vantage Point. Nice show. Worth watching. Jumper is so-so only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget, i wanna say: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CONGRATS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to my sis for getting a scholarship to study her Masters in UK!! WOAH!!!&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/4767205502846426555-2694237740613705606?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/2694237740613705606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=2694237740613705606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/2694237740613705606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/2694237740613705606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/02/being-bad-bad-person.html' title='Being a bad bad person'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-5094841347505537223</id><published>2008-02-03T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T12:06:36.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrounding'/><title type='text'>Dong dong dong chiang!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okie..guess you all know what's my blog gonna be for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Been super busy with lots of stuffs..okie..not exactly that busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Last 2 weekends ago, been busy doing pineapple tarts and oat biscuits for my family members with the help of my sister. Friday evening right after work..off to Giant to get pineapples..back to my sis's place to prepare the pineapple jam. We started at 10pm..finished by 1am. We were super tired from stirring the jam in order to get the right colour. -__-. Not an easy job. Next morning, we started doing the tarts at 10am right till 6pm non stop. We made 5 batches of pineapple tarts. The final output were not too bad. I hope my QC will approve our skills. By the way, my QC is my granny. She have been making it for like 20 years. I salute her!! After the tarts, we continued with oat cookies. We even break for an hour to catch a tv series. hehehe.. &gt;__&lt; We ended up making the cookies till 2am. INSANE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to get my butt of the chair now. Suppose to clean up my house. See you all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/R6U89JjS9CI/AAAAAAAAAGY/3YkBmhP2DRo/s1600-h/rat.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/R6U89JjS9CI/AAAAAAAAAGY/3YkBmhP2DRo/s200/rat.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162599569083790370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GREAT CHINESE NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;May the year of RAT brings tremendous luck and happiness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-5094841347505537223?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/5094841347505537223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=5094841347505537223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/5094841347505537223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/5094841347505537223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/02/dong-dong-dong-chiang.html' title='Dong dong dong chiang!!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/R6U89JjS9CI/AAAAAAAAAGY/3YkBmhP2DRo/s72-c/rat.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-7104547166135464390</id><published>2008-01-23T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T18:06:09.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrounding'/><title type='text'>Didi is in dilemma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What is with the name didi? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My younger sis and bro call me by the name Didi. At this moment, Didi is in dilemma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Why is Didi in dilemma? It's all because of my job. Again...back to the topic about my job. Boring right? Can't help it. I'm sure not everyone is able to get their dream job and dread about their current job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm in this job for only 3 weeks. I still haven't grow to like it yet. The first two weeks were a bit stressful. I had to read up about my current job products and had to take exams for it. I never felt so stress taking exam till last two weeks. I still have a few more exams to get through. I thought I was done with exams..but no. NO!NO! &gt;_&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The stressful part was that I had to pass on my first attempt with 80%. DAMN STRESS MAN! I did go for training and my trainer told me that I was allowed to have open book exam..but unfortunately my deputy manager (DM) told me that I was not allowed to do that!! Damn! I had to scrap through the bloody exam. DM said that at this current place I'm working, the working environment is very different from the other place..that was her excuse. SIGH! Was suppose to have an exam tomorrow but lucky it was postponed to next monday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;At my new job, I feel very lonely. Always facing the pc or my DM or other colleagues. But most of the time it is the PC. Going to be short sighted soon. I'm the youngest among my team member and most of the time, they converse in Cantonese. I don't speak that dialect but could understand it. So most of the time during lunch hour, I'm always very quiet if I joined them. Feel so left out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was supposed to have lunch alone because my DMs had lunch appointment. My DM asked if I'm alright with that. Why would I not be alright? Then, DM changed her mind and asked me to come along. At first I thought she was going out with her bf but no..it was with 2 other guys from another department in the same building. I've met one of the guys. Somehow, I was pretty quiet during lunch eventhough they were conversing in English but I somehow felt very left out. They were talking about their job current situation. My DM knew whats the whole story about and she was talking along. The older guy..the one I knew, he was being very polite, always trying to change topic so that I don't feel left out but still it didn't really worked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Is it normal to feel down and feeling like this? It's only my 3rd week in this job. What should I do? Give it 3 months? I don't feel happy or dreadful to go to work. Just that I never had the looking forwardness to go to job. It is just another routine for me. It is something like I have to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&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/4767205502846426555-7104547166135464390?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/7104547166135464390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=7104547166135464390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7104547166135464390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7104547166135464390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/01/didi-ia-in-dilemma.html' title='Didi is in dilemma'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-7186991005783121592</id><published>2008-01-15T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T22:02:52.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrounding'/><title type='text'>Scream!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yeah..thats what I really feel like doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;SCREAM!!!! ARGHHHHH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/R4y7yCGU8tI/AAAAAAAAAGI/rtQe-AQ5iJY/s1600-h/Metallica-StAnger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 148px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/R4y7yCGU8tI/AAAAAAAAAGI/rtQe-AQ5iJY/s200/Metallica-StAnger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155702141663638226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Who do you think you are to call me and start &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;screaming &lt;/span&gt;at me? Have you not thought how it will affect my emotions that moment? All I did was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;swallow&lt;/span&gt; back my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;anger&lt;/span&gt;. I was boiling like mad! TOTALLY RUIN my day. I was doing my revision during working hour. THAT one call made me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PISSED OFF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Later, when I get backed home...I received another called! After a short chat, my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;anger&lt;/span&gt; was back again and this time, I almost cried. I swallowed back my tears. I realised that I'm pretty good in swallowing stuffs! But I couldn't find any solution to release back my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;anger and frustration!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How would you react when someone told you that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;your job sucks&lt;/span&gt;? Saying that job &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;doesn't require any degree qualification&lt;/span&gt;. Saying that any Tom, Dick and Harry can just apply for that job. Deep down, I'm already contemplating if I would ever stay for long in this company. After getting such remarks, I blasted off by saying that I'm happy with my job and I don't care what you say! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ARGHHHHHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/R4y8ESGU8uI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/CGTqWt_BUvQ/s1600-h/06anger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 153px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/R4y8ESGU8uI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/CGTqWt_BUvQ/s200/06anger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155702455196250850" border="0" /&gt;&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/4767205502846426555-7186991005783121592?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/7186991005783121592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=7186991005783121592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7186991005783121592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/7186991005783121592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/01/scream.html' title='Scream!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/R4y7yCGU8tI/AAAAAAAAAGI/rtQe-AQ5iJY/s72-c/Metallica-StAnger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-4257275821810197553</id><published>2008-01-11T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T13:49:31.466+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surrounding'/><title type='text'>Rainy day..not my day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;raining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when I went to get my lunch. Wanted to go to Times Square but then I had to cancel my plan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So I went to the back lane of my office building to get lunch. It was &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;raining&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;quite heavyly. My jeans were starting to get &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;wet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..only the bottom leg rim. Had to walk slowly to get to the stalls. The road was quite full with running &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154089948379673282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/R4cBgCGU8sI/AAAAAAAAAGA/NLWgL9_gEBA/s200/rain22006-10-28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt; (okie..the splash is not that high..but i still got wet!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally I got to the a malay stall to buy my food...then came a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;STUPID BLOODY WHITE CAR&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;splashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at me!!!! I was wet..but bottom half of my jeans was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;wet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! I was cursing at the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;STUPID BRAINLESS ARSEHOLE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Can't the driver go slower! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BLOODY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; driver don't have any courtesy at all!! Lucky the behind drivers didn't drive that fast...if not..i'll be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;super wet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154089583307453106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/R4cBKyGU8rI/AAAAAAAAAF4/sRvnC7WJpDs/s200/0013-0709-1910-0659.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(okie..the splash is not that high..but i still got wet!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now I'm feeling cold..especially my legs.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DUMB driver!! ARGHHH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-4257275821810197553?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/4257275821810197553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=4257275821810197553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4257275821810197553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/4257275821810197553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/01/rainy-daynot-my-day.html' title='Rainy day..not my day!'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/R4cBgCGU8sI/AAAAAAAAAGA/NLWgL9_gEBA/s72-c/rain22006-10-28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-1349806734046072935</id><published>2008-01-10T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T19:59:41.271+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>Feeling whirly a bit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm feeling a bit &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;giddy&lt;/span&gt;. Not like everything is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;spinning&lt;/span&gt; but I can feel that my head is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;bit light&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/R4YDmCGU8mI/AAAAAAAAAEs/o4J47GfBD1I/s1600-h/ist2_2771207_dizzy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/R4YDmCGU8mI/AAAAAAAAAEs/o4J47GfBD1I/s200/ist2_2771207_dizzy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153810775505433186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Don't know the reason. Felt this way after I got back from a movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/R4YDciGU8lI/AAAAAAAAAEk/hxrYqo798OI/s1600-h/dizzy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 142px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/R4YDciGU8lI/AAAAAAAAAEk/hxrYqo798OI/s200/dizzy.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153810612296675922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Game Plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; acted by Dwayne 'The Rock' Johnson. The show was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;okie&lt;/span&gt;. Not too bad. Some part was &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;pretty touching&lt;/span&gt;. The little girl, Peyton, she is very adorable. Her acting was pretty good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/R4YEiiGU8nI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bcAY1UmMEQo/s1600-h/awp_3_800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/R4YEiiGU8nI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bcAY1UmMEQo/s200/awp_3_800.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153811814887518834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I LOVE the BULLDOG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; He is sooooo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;cute!!&lt;/span&gt; ^___^ I just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; the way the little doggie walks and snore while sleeping. Awwww!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/R4YE7SGU8oI/AAAAAAAAAE8/oTt93v7ijoQ/s1600-h/game-plan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/R4YE7SGU8oI/AAAAAAAAAE8/oTt93v7ijoQ/s200/game-plan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153812240089281154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yeah...there is this an event I really &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to attend. It's a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;salsa workshop&lt;/span&gt;. Not really a workshop..but it is more of&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;dance party cum workshop&lt;/span&gt;. It's known as "&lt;a href="http://www.salsajay.com/"&gt;SalsaJay Open Day&lt;/a&gt;". It's at Shangrila Hotel...right opposite Prudential Tower. I so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; to go but a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;bit afraid&lt;/span&gt;. Need someone to accompany me. &gt;_&lt;. I need to shake some booty! &gt;_&lt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/R4YHXSGU8pI/AAAAAAAAAFE/niZIUBh3dzk/s1600-h/salsa+miami.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 192px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/R4YHXSGU8pI/AAAAAAAAAFE/niZIUBh3dzk/s200/salsa+miami.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153814920148873874" border="0" /&gt;&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/4767205502846426555-1349806734046072935?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/1349806734046072935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=1349806734046072935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/1349806734046072935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/1349806734046072935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/01/feeling-whirly-bit.html' title='Feeling whirly a bit'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/R4YDmCGU8mI/AAAAAAAAAEs/o4J47GfBD1I/s72-c/ist2_2771207_dizzy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4767205502846426555.post-3737400154546674256</id><published>2008-01-02T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T21:57:01.887+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myself'/><title type='text'>Another song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Whenever this song is played on air or on my Realplayer, I somehow will feel &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;calm&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt; too. Is it weird?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sl4WN-aOWDY"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/R3uXkSGU8jI/AAAAAAAAAEU/f9OKmaU8HSg/s200/_146406_350.JPEG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150877248417755698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the song and the clip: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sl4WN-aOWDY"&gt;Happy Ending&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The video clip is this song is quite child like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4767205502846426555-3737400154546674256?l=heradereine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/feeds/3737400154546674256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4767205502846426555&amp;postID=3737400154546674256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/3737400154546674256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4767205502846426555/posts/default/3737400154546674256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heradereine.blogspot.com/2008/01/another-song.html' title='Another song'/><author><name>Lisa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zht_c_NUb9g/R3uXkSGU8jI/AAAAAAAAAEU/f9OKmaU8HSg/s72-c/_146406_350.JPEG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
