<?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-6360550627521231575</id><updated>2011-09-20T03:29:10.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterfly Kisses</title><subtitle type='html'>You Me &amp;amp; Butterfly Kisses.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>219</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-1184981095479545724</id><published>2011-04-21T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T20:30:39.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teardrops</title><content type='html'>The rain outside makes the whole atmosphere so wet, so dark, so miserable. It seems like along with the rain came along that whole emotional wave all over again or maybe it's just that same time of exam stress bringing it all back again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sudden rush of emotions have been filling me since last year's summer holls. No summer holls was not all fun and sun but it was a time where I was really grateful for that it was holls and I had the time to think, to reflect and really determine my actions and make some life changing decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had to let go a lot and put myself in a ring of risk, not knowing whether I will loose my best friend based on the circumstances and really letting go of myself allowing myself fall into a pool of emotions and feelings which if I drown again this time, I doubt I can stand up again once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've faced failures so many times and those heart wrenching moments where getting over things is not as easy as it seems to be. I appear on the outside to be someone who has no issues in life but deep within me this issues of life are really killing me on the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past whole year God has just been so real and good in my life. I've been blessed so tremendously with the most amazing people and friends that I have and they've walked me through days of tears and happiness. They've been there for me laughing with me during the happy days and been my pillar of strength when I was crumbling down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all of that, why is that sometimes I still feel so empty on the inside? and why is that when I have finally found that someone that I could really lean on and who has been the one sewing up the scars in me without even realising that, I have to let go and learn to live without you for a period of time. Why is that this must happen? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why is that I am constantly faced with challenges that comes my way regarding you and that I have to think and face it and embrace it and really learn to put my trust and faith in you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I think about leaving, tears will just roll down and i'll endure sleeping on wet pillows and block nose the whole night. I keep saying I can do this I can do this but the REALL SLAPPING TRUTH is I don't even know HOW I CAN DO THIS AT ALL! THE THOUGHT of it even is enough to shoot me straight through my heart and there goes again I'll never have the guts to ever tell anyone that because I'm afraid of people's perception and especially you. I just have to act strong and keep acting and acting till one day I will believe my own acts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are times where I just get overwhelmed by guilt where no matter what and how I hurt you, you will always always be there for me and always be the one who puts it aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to start growing up. If I don't I am up for a total BIGG FALL. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-1184981095479545724?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/1184981095479545724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=1184981095479545724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1184981095479545724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1184981095479545724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2011/04/teardrops.html' title='Teardrops'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-7599620523706107568</id><published>2010-11-03T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T21:47:05.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>3.11.2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes life does take us on journey's that we would never expect. Guess that is one of the wonders of life. What fun would life be if we can predict life just like that? where is the fun in life if that happens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One minute when you're just sitting there wishing for things that you really want for the past times, the next thing it comes to you just like that. Like someone landed a bombshell on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that's the fun in life right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new chapter begins and a clean new page is spread out and the clock starts ticking. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from today onwards life will never be the same again. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-7599620523706107568?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/7599620523706107568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=7599620523706107568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/7599620523706107568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/7599620523706107568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2010/11/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-6686088419614429452</id><published>2010-07-05T19:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T19:55:57.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ain't want any regrets</title><content type='html'>When I should be studying for my LLB Year 1 here i am, nvm its for a reason. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today while I was driving home yadadada Fly FM sudd had this call in thing where they say the topic of the day was what would you have done if you could be 17 again? It all started with Jules saying that how she met the boy she used to have a crush on back when she was 17 and now his a oh so successful man already with a happy family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND BOY THAT GOT ME THINKING AND WONDERING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regrets in life, what I would do if I could turn time back in life now and what I should do now and don't let go of what I have right now. The whole journey back along the LDP really was one journey that made me reflect back on my life, a part of my life practically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could turn time back to when I was 14...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I never played with your heart and all this would never had happen. I wish and wish so badly that thing between us never happened and I really do wish so until today. and if things did not have happened back then you and me would not have to go through what we are right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could turn back time to when I was 15...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had never let you go. That was one of the hardest thing I have ever done and the most painfull one of all. Till today, I still wonder IF AND ONLY IF I had never done what I have done I wonder where we will be today. You and I have moved on deep into our lives taking the journey that would never cross each other's paths. But deep within we both know that what we shared was something that would always remain a part of us forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't ever want to let go what I have now but courage is what I need to make the best out it. No matter how hard its going to be, no matter how weird its going to turn out, I will MAKE SURE that I will do it and won't regret later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rather bear with the consequences of it than to regret and wonder about it in times to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember years ago&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me I should take&lt;br /&gt;Caution when it comes to love&lt;br /&gt;I did, I did&lt;br /&gt;And you were strong and I was not&lt;br /&gt;My illusion, my mistake&lt;br /&gt;I was careless, I forgot&lt;br /&gt;I did&lt;br /&gt;And now when all is done&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;You have gone and so effortlessly&lt;br /&gt;You have won&lt;br /&gt;You can go ahead tell them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell them all I know now&lt;br /&gt;Shout it from the roof top&lt;br /&gt;Write it on the sky love&lt;br /&gt;All we had is gone now&lt;br /&gt;Tell them I was happy&lt;br /&gt;And my heart is broken&lt;br /&gt;All my scars are open&lt;br /&gt;Tell them what I hoped would be&lt;br /&gt;Impossible, impossible&lt;br /&gt;Impossible, impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling out of love is hard&lt;br /&gt;Falling for betrayal is worst&lt;br /&gt;Broken trust and broken hearts&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know&lt;br /&gt;Thinking all you need is there&lt;br /&gt;Building faith on love is worst&lt;br /&gt;Empty promises will wear&lt;br /&gt;I know (i know)&lt;br /&gt;And know when all is gone&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;And if you're done with embarrassing me&lt;br /&gt;On your own you can go ahead tell them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-6686088419614429452?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/6686088419614429452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=6686088419614429452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/6686088419614429452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/6686088419614429452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-aint-want-any-regrets.html' title='I ain&apos;t want any regrets'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-8614590732200249671</id><published>2010-07-01T21:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T21:10:19.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I have the most F up life at the moment now. and yes Its not EXAM STRESS. I know deep down its more than that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-8614590732200249671?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/8614590732200249671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=8614590732200249671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/8614590732200249671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/8614590732200249671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-think-i-have-most-f-up-life-at-moment.html' title=''/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-4173289388527880256</id><published>2010-06-30T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T23:19:37.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FORGIVE ME WILL YOU?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-4173289388527880256?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/4173289388527880256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=4173289388527880256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/4173289388527880256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/4173289388527880256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2010/06/forgive-me-will-you.html' title=''/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-5536299182376812291</id><published>2010-05-31T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T23:17:54.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What You Need Is More Than What You Have</title><content type='html'>May came and flew by just like that. (: and in a few more minutes June would be rolling in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 months have flew past and there's only a few more months left in 2010. Is it me or has time this year flew faster than ever before? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals is in a matter of a months time and GOOD LORD I don't even know where I am going to find the time to cramp all WHAT I HAVE TO CRAMP into my head. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I am looking forward too is what is waiting after FINALS but before that, there is still writing credit to be done with and and STUDYING. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far May has been the most awesome month. =D the most amazing things in my life has happened in May and and alot more! =D wheee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just so much to say and do but AHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PILLOW IS SCREAMING MY NAME. =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;You promised me you would always be there for me and never to leave me alone. (: and that's my drug to keep going. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-5536299182376812291?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/5536299182376812291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=5536299182376812291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/5536299182376812291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/5536299182376812291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-you-need-is-more-than-what-you.html' title='What You Need Is More Than What You Have'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-6315337574645056002</id><published>2010-05-30T12:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T13:37:05.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 5 People Theory</title><content type='html'>I should be doing my criminal tutorial not BLOG here but oh wells! =D there's too much in my head right now that i just want to spill them all out before I forget every single moment and then BOO. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The 5 closest people that you mix with, that's your average personality"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds peculiar? All it took was 4 teenage girls to prove this theory right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being stuck in the COW JAM and nothing to do, 4 law students decided to be random and have RANDOM girl talk. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aim: What do we think of each other?&lt;br /&gt;Hypothesis: The more you mix with someone, the more you become like them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procedure:&lt;br /&gt;1)Firstly, each one has to say what they think of the other. ONLY GOOD STUFF ALLOWED, no one wanted to KILL the HAPPY ATMOSPHERE in the air. (:&lt;br /&gt;2) RAMBLE..RAMBLE..RAMBLE..RAMBLE..&lt;br /&gt;3)MORE RAMBLING....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion:&lt;br /&gt;From all those ramblings and dissecting what we all said about each other we proved the the theory right!=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow or the other, for the past 5 months, where friendship bonds have become stronger and proximity levels has become closer, I have come to realise that the people I mix with the most has changed me someway or the other or rather their characteristics has formed some of the trace elements in me. and MIND YOU there are a lot of trace elements that has been transferred from them to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And each one of them is so unique since we 4 are very diff people but yet we blend so well and has somewhat become inseparable someway or the other. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trace elements that we didn't have 5 months ago has been formed within us without us realising and only when we talked about then only it was brought to our consciousness. Its kinda like a chain of causation was being formed and the "but for" test applied and blended in well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT FOR us all mixing together and blending in, we won't be who we are now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have all adapted each others traits from being CAREFUL with words to being organised and just being who you are to be being random and to being a real girl. the change within us is getting more and more obvious and I am glad that I have within me this trace elements that makes me whole and a better me. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and it was just so nice hearing all the stuff and fluff that we had to say about each other and what people think of you. (: kinda boost your self-esteem eh. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the gabbing about stuff and fluff somehow make the ride in the rain and the jam a very BEARABLE one and a very meaningful one. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends can be a positive influence and a bad one. But it's up to oneself to pick out the rotten apples and throw them away or to continue being with the rotten apples. But one can also choose to be one of the buds of the flowers and pick them and nurture them till they bloom into flowers. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hypothesis is proven to be correct. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-6315337574645056002?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/6315337574645056002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=6315337574645056002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/6315337574645056002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/6315337574645056002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2010/05/5-people-theory.html' title='The 5 People Theory'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-1324275978888011008</id><published>2010-05-22T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T23:14:47.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes In life there are times where we are left just hanging there in the middle of nowhere waiting for something or someone to come and pick us up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But life is not all that simple. When you think that life is going your way, it does not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is when we have to stand up and take our stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what happened to all the confidence I had in me. It seems like I have lost it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder and ask who I am anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-1324275978888011008?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/1324275978888011008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=1324275978888011008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1324275978888011008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1324275978888011008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2010/05/sometimes-in-life-there-are-times-where.html' title=''/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-3837421947925123703</id><published>2010-05-09T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T20:15:45.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mother's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For My Dearest Mummy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;My Friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;"At first you know her simply as a mother,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;somebody good at taking care of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;At teaching and protecting and defending &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;and watching everything you do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;At first you know her simply as a mother,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;but something lovely happens through the years,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;For every time she warms you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;with her kindness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;every time she has a hand to lend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;You come to know her just a little better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;to know her as a person..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;and a friend."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Dearest Mummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I know you'll read this! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Thanks for just being MY MUM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;which I know is not easy having to tolerate all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;that this little princess of yours throws at you. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;But you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;always stood by me day and night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;patiently and full with tolerance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The trust you have placed in me as i grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I'll safeguard it with all my heart and treasure it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;To my dearest MUM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;3&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/6360550627521231575-3837421947925123703?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/3837421947925123703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=3837421947925123703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/3837421947925123703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/3837421947925123703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mother&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-5113173623908836342</id><published>2010-05-05T21:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T22:06:19.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabbing Over Noodles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Now I finally know why GOD gave us the gift of speech. XDDDD it's not only to communicate with the world but, it's also useful for GABBING and speaking of His great Love for us. =) I really THANK GOD for the gift of speech His given to me and for the greatest GABBING partners I have. Phew, I were to start listing down everything, I think it will be equivalent to the no. of cases Lexis Nexis has. and BOYY thats ALOT ALOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Gabbing over Noodles.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;This week has been a very very good week and I believe that CHANGES are finally taking place in my life and in the coming days and months and that great and awesome and mighty things are going to happen. =D It will happen if we start believing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Gabbing over Noodles is definitely the HIGHLIGHT of the week! after a great and moving and changing and awesome CF...and a great de-briefing, we were left with two choices, movie or dinner. =/ and so cutthewholelongstory short. MZ and I chose food over movie and boy didn't we make the MOST RIGHT CHOICEEE. XDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Face to Face at SS 15 was the crime scene. where 2 hungry overworked law students finally could just sit down and GAB GAB GAB about life and everything under the sun and the cheesy moon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Life's greatest lessons were learned and and there was just so much to TALK and LAUGH about. Boyy I do pity those patrons beside us for all those LAUGHTER and noises we were making when all they wanted was a good bowl of PAN MEE after a long day and here they are facing two noisy girls laughing their heads off. Won't be surprised if we find a letter from a legal firm in our post box suing us for Psychiatric Damage. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Somehow when we are faced with troubles, we just keep them to ourselves and then just be MUTE about it and wonder if we're the only looser in this world feeling the way we feel. =/ but when we begin to open up and share and what not then only we do realise that there are other people out there on the same boat as us. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;It took me a long time to be OK and just move on and and just be me again and definitely I do not want to go through that whole roller coaster ride again for it wasn't a nice oneee. trust me. but then life is like a roller coaster, no matter how we still have to face life and embrace whatever that comes towards us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The more we talked the FUNNIER it became because sudd we realised EHH everything is SO SIMILAR! Like we're dealing with the same case posed to us just that our clients are diff. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I learned a lot from what I've been through all this years and I have learned a lot but am yet to learn life's greatest lesson. =/ but there's one thing I learned, never ever ASSUME for assumptions brings you no where except to a higher level of PAIN. who likes to be in PAIN. no one right????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So gabbing partner, we're in this together right. XD so hence we shall stop thinking about all the wonders and the stars of the world for its definitely not going to bring us anywhere near soon. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-5113173623908836342?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/5113173623908836342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=5113173623908836342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/5113173623908836342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/5113173623908836342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2010/05/gabbing-over-noodles.html' title='Gabbing Over Noodles'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-7845083717451166565</id><published>2010-05-03T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T23:05:49.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Turmoils</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;when life takes you on a rough roller coaster ride,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;embrace it and make the best out of that ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;when life takes you to a turning point, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;take it and savour the very best of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;this things don't come easily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;success is not final and failure is not fatal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-7845083717451166565?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/7845083717451166565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=7845083717451166565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/7845083717451166565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/7845083717451166565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2010/05/life-turmoils.html' title='Life Turmoils'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-5899480141238437652</id><published>2010-04-29T08:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T08:32:33.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonders and ponders</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;There are times during the day where I can just sit there and wonder and stare and just think for hours and hours why is this all happening? It's like walking HELL at times just thinking about it. and then there is this rush and surge of emotions flooding me all over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sometimes I wish, you never came into my life and all this would not have happened and neither would I even be the way I am now, but things do happen for a reason don't it? Since you came into my life, things has been changing, its like a total turmoil change and I don't doubt that this changes have brought about good things and as well as bad things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;There are alot of things that we can never predict that will happen but hey, since when can anyone predict the future and whats to come? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I choose to believe that things do happen for a reason and why we are placed at certain places and why we meet certain people and whatsover. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;What we don't do is to sit back reflect and think and ask and ponder upon our thoughts and ask why do this things happen and how we can make the best out of it.I do wonder out loud at times why do such things happen to me? Haven I been through enough of all this? but no this things don't stop happening to me. It keeps on replaying like a videotape in me and worst still it doesn't replay in my head or my mind. REPLAY button plays in reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Its like a love-hate relationship that I have now. this whole thing, at times I ask are all this things all worth it? Is it worth all the time and thoughts and everything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So much has happened and I probably was being just so NAIVE to think that i can handle this all and that none of this would never happen again. BUT YET AGAIN i was kidding myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I try so hard to put all this aside and sometimes the harder I try, it becomes like a KNIFE that stabs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;No matter how HARD I were to wish and pray, this things would never change. Only time can heal what has happened and it lies in my hands now as to what will happen in the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;There are just times where I just want to breakdown and cry and just let it all go but deep within I know tears will never heal this wound you left here in me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Our place and our life here on earth is just a temporary home, it's up to us to make the best out it. but for now, no matter how BIG OR HOW WIDE a smile I plaster on my face, it's more like a plastic smile just to keep the questions away but deep within its hurting so much, I don't even know how much longer I can keep this up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and when I thought I was over it all, it comes rushing back to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-5899480141238437652?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/5899480141238437652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=5899480141238437652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/5899480141238437652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/5899480141238437652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2010/04/wonders-and-ponders.html' title='Wonders and ponders'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-4895133760108848161</id><published>2010-04-21T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T21:43:19.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk with me again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I should not be here blogging when I should be finishing my Writing Credit submission. but oh wells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sometimes in life, we take things for granted and then we complain like crazy about LIFE to the cows come home and till the day the moon turns blue. But what we never do is STOP and LOOK at life and really appreciate what we have at the moment in time. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Finally dragged my ass to DJ and got my SPM slip after donkey period of time. =/ Think the main reason why I didn't want to go and take it was not because I didn't have the time but it was more like I DON'T EVEN WANNA LOOK at that SLIP and be reminded of my RESULTS. ugh. but i had to anyway and so yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The minute I got out of the car, I heard my dearest Pn. Norela's voice talking about IONIC BONDS and what not and man I laughed like crazy remembering all those Chem lessons where where we did stupid and fun experiments and how for 2 years I said that I won't ever be satisfied if I ended High School without seeing Norela's FLY-FLY tudung catching fire. but SADLY it never happened. =( boo I had the mens rea but not the courage for the actus reus to go do it. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Next. Pn. Lim's VOICE. continued laughing. I must have looked like a lunatic laughing all the way walking into school. I really missed those days where when we had Bio lessons in the am and how the whole class will snatch up Bio books and start copying each other's notes in awe of not getting kicked out of class. =D at the time yes we may have hated it so much but now, thinking back, I really miss doing what we do best. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Next. Pn. Norita. this is one teacher I actually am very FOND of. She laods us with work and she's the most CYNICAL of all but yet she's the best still. (: BM lessons were the bomb where we use to sit behind in class, and talk and talk and yap and yap and she will SCOLD us and and LOOOLS what not has she not done or said to us. she's still as FUNNY and cynical as ever. She told me this: "Bagus sekarang belajar law, mulut tu suka cakap banyak aje di kelas sekarang bolehla cakap seberapa banyak jadi peguam". HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Met Norliza and Saik too. set those teachers aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Walking on that very grounds of DJ brought back the FONDEST MEMORIES ever. Like everything started REPLAYING in my head. it was as though someone press the PLAY button in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I remember how we use to FRET so much about school, how we wanted to go to college so BADLY. Man I would KILL or do anything just to be a school student all over again. Wear that Blue uniform, carry that backpack and tie my hair. I miss all those ALOT ALOT including the toilets and the canteen food. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;and now that I don't have it all. I miss it ALOT ALOT. =( lesson learned. ALWAYS ALWAYS appreciate what you have and never let it go. Savour every moment of that EVERLASTING Moment and don't begin to regret once you don't have it. I never seem to learn my lesson. tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;enough ramble bamble. BACK TO WORK. =DDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-4895133760108848161?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/4895133760108848161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=4895133760108848161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/4895133760108848161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/4895133760108848161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2010/04/walk-with-me-again.html' title='Walk with me again'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-362142410016474775</id><published>2010-04-15T20:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T20:34:07.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mooting XOXO</title><content type='html'>Finally someone injected back all the lostt time of fun in my life. =D 10 weeks of law school+2 weeks of Spring term is just enough to make you screammm and SURRENDER. but oh wells, it's just the begining of everything sweet, sugary and spicy and all the what not random nutmeg's in lifeee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised the reason why I neglected this blog totally was that it became more like a place for me to find solace and type all sorts of random rubbish what not. oh wells. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most amazing thing about being a law student has just slipped by me and and all I have to say is this, MOOTING is one of the greatest ever experience I ever had so far in law school, yes. Set aside all those other events from the dining experience with the fact that I was sitted in the VIP table with Justice James Foong to the times where we got to meet the really cool bunch of lawyers from the Malaysian Bar Council to the time where we went to the Palace of Justice and all the yadaddada. none of this beat the feeling of MOOTING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things do happen for a reason and as much as we deny this, it's a MATTER of fact. The very fact that I was chosen to moot on the very first day meaning we had THE SHORTEST time available to prepare for it. and I really meant the shortest time available with the fact that we had MOCKS, *which i screwed i think* then Criminal assignment then GPL. WHAT NOT else somemoreee......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days were being spent at the library. LITERALLY SPENT there from the time the sun rose to the time the sun set. But ehh IT WAS VERY WORTH IT. =DDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically the whole experience was something that cannot be described with WORDS and and that all I want is to do it all over again. (: but oh wells, as they say it might be a good whole 10 years before we can even stand up there at the podium again and submit and the next time it will be for REAL in front of real JUDGES. *faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells there's ALOT ALOT more that I want to say heree but then...I shall continue it the next time. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-362142410016474775?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/362142410016474775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=362142410016474775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/362142410016474775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/362142410016474775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2010/04/mooting-xoxo.html' title='Mooting XOXO'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-2986926958260590458</id><published>2010-04-07T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T20:11:01.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;why can't I go back to being that happy girl I used to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-2986926958260590458?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/2986926958260590458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=2986926958260590458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2986926958260590458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2986926958260590458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2010/04/why-cant-i-go-back-to-being-that-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-1967461314185802163</id><published>2010-02-12T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T21:00:48.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Turning Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;You always had me when you hurt and cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;BUT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;now who do I have when I need someone to just be there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hold me and be me with me by side?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm all alone and lost in this BIG BIG world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm ALL ALONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-1967461314185802163?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/1967461314185802163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=1967461314185802163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1967461314185802163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1967461314185802163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-turning-back.html' title='No Turning Back'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-3071637548356337778</id><published>2010-02-06T12:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T12:22:53.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are times when I just feel like picking up the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and telling you all about it and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get it out of my chest for once, but somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't. AND why because its you we are talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish sometimes, this things had never came across us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this things today would never had happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could just say it but i can't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-3071637548356337778?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/3071637548356337778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=3071637548356337778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/3071637548356337778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/3071637548356337778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2010/02/there-are-times-when-i-just-feel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-2515691829955629944</id><published>2010-01-26T17:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T18:31:20.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Got A Feeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;When things go bad and sour and you have no one to count on and not even ANYONE can help you solve your problems and distress, THE LORD GOD ALMIGHTY can do everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;FOR ALL THINGS ARE POSSIBLE IN HIM WHO BELIEVES. AMEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The past few days and week has been like A TOTAL GOONER week and days for me, there was not one day that I could actually go through without having to fake happiness and portray a FAKE SMILE. but something happened to me and it's definitely an act of GOD a blessing, a miracle deep from within HIM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I've got to admit this totally that I have been totally backsliding in everything from going to church, from classes to doing my work. I can just ZONE out in class and my lecturer's voice can just drown and I would be in some ZONE of my own. EEKK thats BAD. and I can suddenly snap back to class and wonder where on earth my lecturer is at now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sometimes I do wonder and ask GOD why is all this happening to ME? WHY ME? and sometimes as I sit in class I wonder what in the world am I doing here in LAW school? is this what i really want? Is this what YOU want for me? I question myself so often that at a point i wanted to GIVE UP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The power of prayer is INDEED something so miraculous and something so awesome that you just cant DESCRIBE it in words. Since the second week of Law School, a few of us from my class would gather together and we just pray for whatever prayer needs we have. and trust me I haven had this kind of experience and encounter before until I started uni. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Today something happened. While we were praying just me, May Zhen and Joel. A voice from within spoke to me and said "Elaine everything is just going to be fine and go ahead and be happy". those words were indeed such inspirational words that totally lifted me up and I could suddenly feel like my heart's burden has all been lifted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We prayed and ask God for wisdom and courage that this was indeed what we wanted and GOD has his purpose of placing each and everyone of us where we are now. and it suddenly DAWNED on me the way things has been unfolding and leading me to my pathway of law school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It brought me back to the night where I remembered how a friend actually out of the blue suddenly told me that PLACES IN READING U were being grabbed up FAST and that limted places was available. as strange as it seems that very evening I had decided to fill in the application form that has been lying on my table for MONTHS and ages and when I called the next am, I still remember so very clearly Miss Yoges telling me there were only 3 PLACES left and I rushed there immediatly. If it wasn't God's will for me to be in law school, he wouldnt have spoke to me through my friend and that I probably wont be where I be today now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and as for now, GOD has placed me with a bunch of really great people who really has the passion for HIM and this is indeed a sign from him to tell me that Hey it's time to come back on track. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Today I could smile for REAL for once be HAPPY for once. And i Thank God for never forsaking me and I thank GOD for all his blessings that he has never failed to shower me with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Indeed HE has every purpose for us here on earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Delight yourself in the Lord; and He will give you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the desires of your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Psalm 37:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430990863675919858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/S17BanfLjfI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/GbhNaRA4lLM/s320/1223952304851.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;and suddenly the sky and clouds look so blue today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;like they had never been for a long time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-2515691829955629944?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/2515691829955629944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=2515691829955629944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2515691829955629944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2515691829955629944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2010/01/ive-got-feeling.html' title='I&apos;ve Got A Feeling'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/S17BanfLjfI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/GbhNaRA4lLM/s72-c/1223952304851.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-275594389140292621</id><published>2010-01-24T02:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T02:03:00.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;its 2 am now and I am HALLUCINATING&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; thanks to my textbooks and the computer screen. reading font size 10 for the whole day doesnt do your eyes any good neither does it for you soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RAMBLINGS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nights world. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-275594389140292621?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/275594389140292621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=275594389140292621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/275594389140292621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/275594389140292621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-2-am-now-and-i-am-hallucinating.html' title=''/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-2620862516671280912</id><published>2010-01-21T20:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T20:50:18.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>White Flag Red Flag?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;you said you wanted me to move on and be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to my pursue my own happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the quest of that you said that you will always be there to support me and be my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why is it now that AGAIN and AGAIN you are always there standing there as an obstruction, a barrier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;one that you know I can never go over no matter how and what I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont understand how we all got tangled in this mess but all I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;is I want a way out but we're so deep into the maze and when I think I have found the way out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you make the ending so much more complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's REAL BAD to know that the one hurting me now is YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is it that you want? I cant seem to figure you out anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try so HARD to put it aside but I cant because its you and me in this game now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish that there is some kind of explanation to this and this is not for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying so HARD just to act normal in front of you like nothing has happen or nothing is happening but I think soon I cant do this anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;we do everything together but this time the boat is too small for both of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;it's either one of us have to leave or we'll both end up in a sunken boat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;forgive me if I dissapoint you one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-2620862516671280912?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/2620862516671280912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=2620862516671280912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2620862516671280912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2620862516671280912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2010/01/already-gone.html' title='White Flag Red Flag?'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-3053802788072590907</id><published>2010-01-21T01:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T01:13:46.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm already on the verge of breaking down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;but i know i can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i can't do this anymore for real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-3053802788072590907?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/3053802788072590907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=3053802788072590907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/3053802788072590907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/3053802788072590907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-already-on-verge-of-breaking-down.html' title=''/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-2060598363474979345</id><published>2010-01-19T00:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T01:03:54.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;LAW SCHOOL has been fun so far for now. =) minus the fact that the classrooms can be freezing COLD like crazy and the next classroom its so HOT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taylors better do something about the air conds before all our brain enzymes get mushed up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time to sacrifice a whole lot of things for now. OPPORTUNITY COST. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ELAINE CHIN FOCUS AND STUDY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428123872336080434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/S1SR5wdo7jI/AAAAAAAAAhA/f7lLGcKb3K0/s320/DSC00026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-2060598363474979345?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/2060598363474979345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=2060598363474979345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2060598363474979345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2060598363474979345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2010/01/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/S1SR5wdo7jI/AAAAAAAAAhA/f7lLGcKb3K0/s72-c/DSC00026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-8263645297800736639</id><published>2010-01-19T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T00:59:58.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/S1SPkTZUwKI/AAAAAAAAAg4/k26J5biuxvY/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428121304732844194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/S1SPkTZUwKI/AAAAAAAAAg4/k26J5biuxvY/s320/DSC00030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hate the fact that everyday I have to wear a mask &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and put on a smile for everyone to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;when deep inside I'm more crushed then crushed ice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;it hurts even more when it's you're the one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sometimes I dont even know how to face you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and I wonder how I do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-8263645297800736639?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/8263645297800736639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=8263645297800736639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/8263645297800736639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/8263645297800736639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2010/01/hate-fact-that-everyday-i-have-to-wear.html' title=''/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/S1SPkTZUwKI/AAAAAAAAAg4/k26J5biuxvY/s72-c/DSC00030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-1201808207020378373</id><published>2010-01-08T11:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T22:35:49.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gummy Bears &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I have survived 1 week of uni. =) not that lectures has started besides orientation the whole week. *biggie yawns* but YES i survived it. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The begining week of 2010 will somewhat be a very memorable time of the month as we tried to cramp in every single piece of fun and randomness we could into the week before uni actually started. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The BIG BANG for 2010 started of with NYE. Spent NYE with the same group of people as last year and again and and HAD AN AWESOME time. =D what better way is there than to usher in the new year with friends. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;2 January 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;headed over to anthea's place to give Kane a b'day suprise. it was kinda amusing watching him blow those candles. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424212928848622514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/S0as64oac7I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/YLc7nRW3Rao/s320/19154_251080058523_581848523_4282432_7143231_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424213574286232914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/S0atgdEuzVI/AAAAAAAAAgg/EsXMKruY-d0/s320/19154_251079988523_581848523_4282431_1519990_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;5 January 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The day where Zhuxiao finally showed off her driving skills to the world like for REAL. =D ok this is pay back time for what she wrote on my FB status. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;review in summary: I think she was very lucky that day that i didnt have breakfast that am or else I would have puked in the car. =s HAHAHAHA. as to quote Anabel. "she loves the brake so much there is not a need for us to get life insurance"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ok la, not going to be MEAN to you so yes her driving skills improved when we were on the way home. THANK GOD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It was just great spending time just us 3 and doing all sorts of random things and yes yes. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424214150847938338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/S0auCA7wPyI/AAAAAAAAAgo/nqUMVHeidKs/s320/16963_391290300082_593275082_10544797_7309212_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;9 January 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The last weekend of my holls. =D now this was FUNNER. I think I laughed so much till my jaws actually hurt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;it was a day that we decided to go famish ourselves with SS 15 food. =D come to think of it, I really miss the food there! =) we satisfied every single temptation from JOJO to Snowflake. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i think FOOD wasnt the main thing that day, it was my great awesomeeeeeeeee street smartness of driving anti-traffic all the way along the road in front of Taylors. actually I dont know what happen to me but I seriously did not realise for a split second the road was a one way road until Jitve and Li Tjen started LAUGHING and zx went OMGGGGGGG. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426966291081146962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/S1B1FqPpMlI/AAAAAAAAAgw/88l5YVfvGQ0/s320/16963_397221550082_593275082_10593348_7839477_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and and so classes has started. =) "JOY" and I survived driving to uni for a week, but next week SOBS la have to go there EARLY because why Taylors management must be so KIND to everyone and let everyone with the green sticker park inside and hence therefore we have to go early to GRAB parking. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Went back to MC yest and and saw everybody. =D nostalgic moments. and and today after class I went to MPH at Ou and the awesome Li Tjen was there. *she made me type this* and we had a SUPER fast update session. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;it amuses me the way you react to things.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-1201808207020378373?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/1201808207020378373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=1201808207020378373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1201808207020378373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1201808207020378373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2010/01/gummy-bears-3.html' title='Gummy Bears &lt;3'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/S0as64oac7I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/YLc7nRW3Rao/s72-c/19154_251080058523_581848523_4282432_7143231_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-6730406698730731699</id><published>2009-12-31T19:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T20:35:26.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello world. =) in 4 more hours, we shall say goodbye to 2009 and Hello 2010.&lt;br /&gt;2009 has been one good year and I hope that 2010 would even be better. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2010 brings about a new chapter in my life and to the life of others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Come 11 jan 2010, I would officially be a first year LAW student of Uni Of Reading, UK. and this marks the awesome begining of my career as a lawyer! Finally childhood dream ACHIEVED. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;31 December 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;the day is not over yet but oh wells, i think I had a great time today. A day that has maked me satisfied and contented with the way i choose to end the year. Finally satisfied my cravings of SUBWAY todayyyy and a very sinful indulgence of Baskin Robbins. Oh wells, its NYE a girl is allowed some fun on her tastebuds right? =D thanks for comming along. and and I coulnd't even eat dinner just now. my Stomach is like BLOATED. ugh. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a GREAT LONG LIST but shall post the top ones in my list here as A REMINDER. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;NO PROCASTINATING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; so this word exist in everyone's life. oh wells I shall choose to Kick it aside and say GOODBYE to the days where assignments are completed the day before it is due. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421371678171563810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SzyU0VDHhyI/AAAAAAAAAfo/F0mGb0mOFR4/s320/Procrastination.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;No more UNECESSARY LATE NIGHTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421375023368806466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SzyX3C4SoEI/AAAAAAAAAfw/14_PaMSyTgk/s320/teencrisis.gif" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;gee. this is something I am guilty off. lights off at 3 am daily? LOOLs. i cant afford that because I wont wanna be sleeping in lectures or sleeping while driving. =s&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;3. NO MORE SHOPPING SPREES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421375920687251794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SzyYrRprgVI/AAAAAAAAAf4/h96zktMm-ZY/s320/shoppingcartoon.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;no more SHOPPING SPREES till many many months later. the amount i spent this holidays? SHOCKINg. enough to feed people for 6 months. =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;4. SELF CONTROL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421376635693782050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SzyZU5QhVCI/AAAAAAAAAgA/fnOSwu_U8LE/s320/thumbnailCAHPK7JP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ugh been loosing my temper very easily this days and so it's time to CONTROL and CONTROL and CONTROL. =) Bury the cat in the bag when I need too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;5. Be a NICER PERSON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421376638309979938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SzyZVDARVyI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Ok_oTIn55wE/s320/thumbnailCARBJ3OC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;=) am already nice enough but No i should be less mean. =/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my top 5 NY resolutions. better make sure I keep it as for the rest I shall just keep it where its save and sound. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A Shoutout to all. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;kepada semua orang di luar situ, saya ingin meminta maaf kepada semua atas kesalahan saya atau perbuatan saya yang telah menyinggung perassan kalian. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Saya ingin meminta ampuan daripada semua pada hari ini. Semoga saya dimaafkan dan segala yang pahit, sila buangkan dan hanya tinggalkan yang manis. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;k my BM sucks already. =( must practice using it if not next time I shall just look at the judge and smile and Say Oh saya yea sudah lupa macam mana mau cakap BM, saya cakap english boleh? And wheee I shall get kicked out of the courtroom. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I need to go get ready already for COUNTDOWN. +D can't wait to see everyone. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;update after new year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR WORLD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-6730406698730731699?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/6730406698730731699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=6730406698730731699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/6730406698730731699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/6730406698730731699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-year-resolutions.html' title='New Year Resolutions'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SzyU0VDHhyI/AAAAAAAAAfo/F0mGb0mOFR4/s72-c/Procrastination.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-2554198303629285527</id><published>2009-12-31T19:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T19:59:19.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421368044682396754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SzyRg1PyxFI/AAAAAAAAAfg/5YruEZMUXoo/s320/0511-0811-0415-3734_Cartoon_of_a_Red_Faced_Angry_Man_clipart_image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You know how they always say let it go and don't carry things into the New Year? i shall do that right now. RAMBLE RAMBLE RAMBLE all I want too then POOFF bye bye. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally hate it when adults think that we the younger TEENY BOPPER generation are a bunch of immature group of people. Please think twice. At the age of 18 we are all already LEGAL in the eye's of the law. So we're not a bunch of COW HEAD people who would allow you to say whatever you want to our face just because you think you're older and WHAT you have more COW BRAINS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate doing stuff like that but sometimes you just have to be A TOTAL BITCH and not be nice to everyone and anyone because sooner or later someone woud just take advantage of you and spit back in your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean just because you think, oh I'm a parent and oh i have a BLOODY degree, I have the right to OH AWESOMELY show off my SKILLS and spit at your face? hey Sir you've gotta the wrong girl sorry. So just because you think that OHHH what is this girl, a "leng mui" 18 years only i can say or do anything or command or whatever? HELLO. Look again. If you think I'm your typical kinda ohhh so scared of parents kinda thing guess you got the wrong girl alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh so you think that I'm daddy's little girl like your daugther? HAHA. wrong girl again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you think I have the capability of being a Lawyer? not becase I can memorise cases from A-Z and all. to become one, it takes Skill and passion and its a talent born into us. You think that i would actually be SCARED just because you kinda tried to threatened me in some way or the other? hey and you think that you're so GREAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry MR. you better please think twice next time before you open you GODDAM MOUTH. not that I was scared of you or anything, i was just being NICE by not giving you what you deserve straight to your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And anyway as for people like you, oh wells no reason for me to get angry or hurt by you. i dont need more Wrinkles like your wrinkled face. No thanks please. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO THERE IT IS ALL OUT....... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421368044682396754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SzyRg1PyxFI/AAAAAAAAAfg/5YruEZMUXoo/s320/0511-0811-0415-3734_Cartoon_of_a_Red_Faced_Angry_Man_clipart_image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hahahahahahahhahahaahahhahahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;you looked like this to me just now. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-2554198303629285527?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/2554198303629285527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=2554198303629285527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2554198303629285527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2554198303629285527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/12/ramblings.html' title='Ramblings'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SzyRg1PyxFI/AAAAAAAAAfg/5YruEZMUXoo/s72-c/0511-0811-0415-3734_Cartoon_of_a_Red_Faced_Angry_Man_clipart_image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-630098716164571814</id><published>2009-12-27T13:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T14:35:25.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Time For Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Four more days left to the time we say goodbye to 2009 and say hello to 2010. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I woke up this am with such a heavy heart and emotions of a dead person. and I wondered why. It was as though someone had put me through an emotional tribulence that I do not need and want to face. and I wonder why this has to happen now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;The time has come now again for reflection, the time to look back at the year and ponder upon our thoughts, actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;When the year 2009 started, it was a new begining and chapter of my life one that marked my journey through pre-U. The road was a very rocky one, having to balance and adapt to the new place, environment, new study scheme and all. I made it through but then alot had happened to make it through the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;The roller coaster ride of emotions started of with a big spin off. I didnt know I could even survive through it all. but I did in the end. It was indeed a time of pain and suffering trying to get over things. Some people say that tears can make things better somehow the tears could never come making thigns even worst. it was like a mental torture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;There was only one way I knew that could make me forget things. BOOKS. ok I know it sounds NERDISH but heck it worked. I was so occupied with my work till it became the best remedy I have ever found. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;As time went on, the feelings became to fade even more, it was like a mere shawdow following me one that was getting smaller as the light became brighter. Soon there were so much happening around me that I could not even find the time and moments to think about it. At that point I thought I had letten go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;But somehow or the other, as if it was a prank I discovered alot of new things that I didnt even know myself. i knew if i did not take on the role of an assasin and get rid of whats left, i was bound to suffer another period of pain and suffering. Someway or the other by the grace of the Lord i managed to do so slowly. The scar began to peel and the scabs began to fall and indeed the wound was starting to heal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I thank God for my friends who were there for me holding me through the whole way. I knew it that it was all finally over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;The whole time I was so caught up with my life I never had time to actually sit down and observe and reflect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;It was until the pass few weeks that things began to change, changing things for the better and it was as though a BIG BURDEN has been lifted off my shoulders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;But today why do I sit here with this heavy heart and thoughts. Its as though I seem guilty of something which i did not even commit. I wish someone could tell me why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;I can now finally place you and close you in the Chapters of 2009 and keep it aside on the shelf. a chapter that has finally closed and be done with. the friendship that we share now is indeed one that I will treasure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;and when 2010 comes along, I can now open a fresh new page and pen down a new story. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;there's still many areas for refelction but for now, this chapter is closed. and indeed I am glad and happy that a new begining can now come along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419799956245186418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/Szb_WEmsB3I/AAAAAAAAAfY/0YPkdT-2yzA/s400/concierge-honeymoon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;i hope i can make things right this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/6360550627521231575-630098716164571814?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/630098716164571814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=630098716164571814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/630098716164571814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/630098716164571814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/12/time-for-reflection.html' title='A Time For Reflection'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/Szb_WEmsB3I/AAAAAAAAAfY/0YPkdT-2yzA/s72-c/concierge-honeymoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-3043107668348630931</id><published>2009-12-23T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T00:54:03.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing you deeply.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A year has past since you left,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but yet it seems like you're still a part of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I still long for you sometimes and miss you and wish you were here with me all this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you were always there for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;a pillow to cry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;someone to share good and sad times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I miss the way you use to be my alarm clock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i use to hate it but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;now that you're gone, i wish i could do anything to have you back as my alarm clock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I miss the sounds of your footsteps everwhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;scaring me all the way sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I miss the way how I use to laugh at you being the biggest Ah Long ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;the fact that i always had to share my food with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and even worst sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;MY BED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;when you left,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it was as if my whole world collapsed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i was numb and sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i didnt know how i could continue without you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1 year has passed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and your belongings still remain untouched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;its as if or as though no one wants to move it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;because deep inside we all miss you still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I hope that what is said in the book "Heaven Is So Real"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;that you will be at the fields in Heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;where no form of pain or suffering exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;to my dearest dog, Dobby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i love you alot and indeed i do miss you alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i wish you were here right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;to lick me and kiss me the way you always do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and dear girl, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you're irreplacable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418103486702129954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SzD4ajEvkyI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/fMWk4FzHl6g/s400/061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-3043107668348630931?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/3043107668348630931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=3043107668348630931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/3043107668348630931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/3043107668348630931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/12/missing-you-deeply.html' title='Missing you deeply.'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SzD4ajEvkyI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/fMWk4FzHl6g/s72-c/061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-9112191428396103220</id><published>2009-12-18T13:24:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T14:31:23.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And indeed Miracles Do happen. &lt;3</title><content type='html'>My BLOG is indeed dead. =) updates updates updates!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically there's too much to update here so I shall just choose the most significant ones to blogg about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;2 December 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;The day was spent with Li Tjen, Jessica, Jason and Gui Fen. watched New Moon for the 2'nd time and it would be indeed my last time. The only best part of it was looking at Tjen's face and expressions when she saw Edward Cullen's awesome DISTORTED nipples. =) aww there went all her fantasies about her HOT BAYBEH. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Managed to satisfy our cravings for waffles and and SHOPPING. =)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416445287785465378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SysUSqvKhiI/AAAAAAAAAeg/-LeLmycVYD4/s400/15541_235342668297_833738297_4367801_3416550_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jessica, li tjen, gui fen &amp;amp; me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then then I had a MUM free zone house for likee 1 week. AWESOMEENESS. though it doesn't really matter to me anymore sincee NOW i have my license to freedom. =/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;7 December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Something must have went wrong with my head that day, I decided to SNIP of all my most treaured long hair. =s it's been like 7 years ago since I had hair this short now. =/ but oh well as they say, changes are always good sometimes. =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;9 December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Spent the afternoon with Wai Kar and watched LOVE HAPPENS. another typical romance chick flick kinda moviee. and and for the first time that night, I cooked dinner and it TASTED like superr awesome. =/ and NO I didnt burn the kitchen or burnt the oven. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003333;"&gt;12 December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another GREAT GREAT DAY. =) and so finally afterr a VERY LONG TIME. the 4 girls mananged to meet up. =D Lunch was at Ikea because our dearest Wai Kar wanted Meatballs and and yeaa being the typical and usual her, she arrived likeee 1 hour late. =/ I can officially daresay that CURVE is a VERY FRIGGIN boring place and so we headed off to OU. AGAIN. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the day was when Ana and I were in the parking lot, she was driving my car and and we were searching for a parking lot. and and all of a sudden we SAW a couple that looked like our DEAR GOOD FRIENDS and we sped of thinking it was them and wanting to stalk them, but alas CHEH it was just two lookalikes. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416456524512601058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/Syseguzro-I/AAAAAAAAAew/4elAlJYJQR0/s400/16146_352400305082_593275082_10184515_1732940_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;14 December&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was ONE FREAKY FREAKY DAY, long long story but yea it was indeed a day where I recieved and was blessed with God's blessings. the night before a friend told me that places at for Law at Reading was being snapped up FAST and at that time I have not EVEN REGISTERED at all. =.= Woke up in the am, phoned Taylors and they told me there was ONLY 3 MORE PLACES left. FAINTS and I knew this was for REAL as my intake had a limited places of 31 places only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness, Mummy drove and we sped of to Taylors. If I was the one driving, I dont know what would have happened. I was so so scared that there wouldn't be any places left. I could have KILLED myself if all the places were taken up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minute I got my CONDITIONAL offer letter and paid the fees, I was SO HAPPY i could scream for JOY. haha but i knew ehh results also must meet the requirements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Affternoon was spent at Zx's place gatecrashing her "MOMENTS". =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416456914806307330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/Syse3cw8-gI/AAAAAAAAAe4/iLQ1dZ7zH_8/s400/15532_250708080096_672170096_4770912_7795004_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;16 December 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most meaningfull day ever in my life and for the year 2009. SAM results was RELEASED. ahhha. so I have been freaking out for the past 2 weeks worried about the outcome. and and so on Tuesday night, GAH it was onee sleepless night. and and it was seriously the first time I was going to face reality obtaining results online. WHOOSH, at 6.30 am sharp the alarm rang and with nervous hands and muffled prayers, I logged in to get my results. AND WOW I SCREAMED so LOUD the whole neighbourhood could have heard me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My SAM results brought about alot of signigicance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I made into Reading U.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm going to get a scholarship from Taylors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think what they say is true, SPM results doesn't really mean alot. So what if I may have screwed my SPM but now what matters most is my SAM results. So I guess it was INDEED a very big reward. =) I gave up my whole social life this year I gave everything up for my results and so I have been rewarded. WHEEEE. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, so maybe my results are not as GOOD as the rest but oh wells, I am satisfied and contented with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebration was with Li Tjen, Jessica and Jason. We had our karoke session and oh boi this was one good session. not only this was my first time, (okay JACKOON i know) we had a real good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story to explain what happened but yea, this is a sniplet of what happened. HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"*screams some cantonese mumbo jumbo* YOU KNOW I CAN SUE YOU!?!?! *screams some law mumbo jumbo*" HAHAHAHAHA friggin hilarious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;17 December&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally afterr like so LONG i got to hang out with LEANNE. =)))))))))))))))))))))) okie I swear the next time I'm going out with her I am not bringing any cash or whatsoever. She has this ability to make me spent money. not that I'm complaining or what I haven really been buying much this season. and within like 3 hours she made me spent ALOT more than intended. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh wells, so we gossiped and laughed like LUNATICS. awesomeeness just being able to be with her. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and so for now, I shall just indulge myself in Gong Sam Gai which I have neglected for a few days now! haha. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&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/6360550627521231575-9112191428396103220?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/9112191428396103220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=9112191428396103220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/9112191428396103220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/9112191428396103220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-indeed-miracles-do-happen-3.html' title='And indeed Miracles Do happen. &lt;3'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SysUSqvKhiI/AAAAAAAAAeg/-LeLmycVYD4/s72-c/15541_235342668297_833738297_4367801_3416550_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-9043954600690426007</id><published>2009-11-30T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T00:12:44.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello December. =)</title><content type='html'>December is here. =) in 31 days time we will be ushering in the NEW YEAR and say our goodbyes and kisses to 2009 and say HELLO to 2010. yet another new begining in our lifes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I haven been really working out for a LONG LONG time. =/ sucker. So today for onceee I woke up early with the aim of jogging and the washing my car which is in TOTAL need of washing! haha.&lt;br /&gt;So mission accomplished today. Okie not the jogging part but yeaa. I got a CLEAN CAR. *the first and the last time i am ever going to wash my car by myself* HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it takes reality to hit you hard and thats when you only realise how much you miss alot of things in our lives and how much you actually appreciate such things. XD&lt;br /&gt;Begining my journey again with the Chicken Soup for the Soul series. =) makes you really pause stop and think that heyy life isnt that bad after all. =D best remedy when you're down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in despo need of catching up on movies and dramas.&lt;br /&gt;Finally got hold of My Sisters Keeper's DVD. watched it and cried even moree than when I was reading the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesh yesh. from now on I shall enjoyy December and make the best out it. Can't wait for Wednesday and Saturdayyy. WHEEE. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-9043954600690426007?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/9043954600690426007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=9043954600690426007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/9043954600690426007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/9043954600690426007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-december.html' title='Hello December. =)'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-1371861286754693781</id><published>2009-11-29T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T21:30:04.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>College Life through the looking glass.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Somewhere along the line this few months, I seem to have lost my blogging MOJO. I got it back finally. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;11 months has passed and in a days time we would say goodbye to November and say Hello to December. that leaves me with 6 more weeks of holidays. Better make the best of it then! Holls have been A BIGGGGG BORE. for the first time in my 12 years of holls, i actually FEEL BORED. wonder who sucked the fun out of my life. =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;College life has ended and it has been nearly 2 weeks since my FINALS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My 11 month journey in SAM has taught me alot more than my 11 years of schooling. It was during this 11 months that I have grown and matured and learned to discover myself and to learn what it is like to be out in the world. As we all left High school, I was still that immature person not knowing my purpose in life and my main prirorities in life. to me then life was all about fun and not knowing who I really was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Duirng the early days, I argued, fought and even cried and begged till I no longer had any tears, All for ONE MAIN purpose so that I could enroll myself in the SAM programme. I was blessed with the fact that I had someone who I could confide in, someone who had been so faithfully listening to my rambles and cries. and that someone has never FAILED to cheer me up and instill faith in myself when I thought I had lost it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I won the battle with my parents in the end. managed to change their mindset and THANK GOD i managed to do so. =) The journey throughout SAM was not an easy one. I found it really hard to cope for the first 1 month. Everything was like GREEK &amp;amp; FRENCH to me. Assignments were delegated in the first week and that was the begining to the many amny countless assignments i had this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Amazingly I survived every single assignment, doing my very best and putting my very best into it. Presentations were plenty. It was always there waiting. and along the line, I have learned that to capture your audience attention, you first have to have FAITH AND CONFIDENCE in yourself. I endured sleepless nights and hundreds of cups of coffee to stay awake to complete each and every task. Common test and exams have become my second nature and heyy. it's like I'm IMMUNE to it already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Indeed NOTHING IS EASY and NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE. Honestly, I think I would't have survived Pre-U if it wasn't for my parents especially being there and giving all the moral support I needed. My great lecturers, for which I am really lucky to have. Each guiding me along the way and never failing to have hope in me. For onceee in 12 years of PTM. yes we had PTM and i thought I have escaped them all in college. My lecturers had only words of praises about me on their lips to my parents. Not because well my parents are paying BIG TIME for my fees but it was because they could see that inner me and they knew me much more than I knew myself. it was through them that i have learned and discovered myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My classmates also played a BIG ROLE in my college life. the memories, the joy the moments we spent together will always be a part of me. without them in class, I could just wonder what a big bore lectures would have been. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Morning bus sessions were the BEST and I'm definitely going to miss them. What greater way there is then to start the day with the DJ people talking and laughing all the way. nothing beats the DJIANS in my life. even if it was just 2 years that i was there, i feel like it has been a life time eternity spent there. okiee, big bore next year having to drive to Uni alone and endure morning jams. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I thought I would never have had survived SAM but I did. =) The begining jouney was a tough one with the whole emotional tribulence thing I was facing, but I had my dearest besties waiting there for me to pick me up. It was during this 11 months that I have met the most amazing people in my life. met people from all walks of life and most importantly, I have become alot closer to friends who I hardly knew and this people are the best ones in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There is a purpose here on life, and the ending of Pre-U is just the begining of something new. it is now only that the seedlings in our respective lifes has begin to germinate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;as for now I have 6 more weeks of holidays, I am going to make the best out of it. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-1371861286754693781?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/1371861286754693781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=1371861286754693781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1371861286754693781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1371861286754693781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/11/college-life-through-looking-glass.html' title='College Life through the looking glass.'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-941087797407391591</id><published>2009-11-18T10:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T10:55:39.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I SURVIVED SAM. =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm totally DEPRIVED of sleep right now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and awesomeenesss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I haven eaten for the last 24 hourssss. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh shit. this is BAD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-941087797407391591?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/941087797407391591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=941087797407391591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/941087797407391591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/941087797407391591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-survived-sam.html' title=''/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-1056523580396144370</id><published>2009-11-14T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T10:37:02.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash Those Legal ID's LEE'S</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everrryyyonee has turned 18 except you both. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Jason Lee Jia Sern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403619872142878466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/Sv2DpORRZwI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/oTC9mDGZZFw/s400/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;A million words to describeee you. so not going to type them all out here. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;you can be A PAIN IN THE ASS but deep within you're someone I can always count on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Thanks for all the times and yuppp grow UP OK SMALL BOY. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;enjoyyy yourrr LEGAL 18'th and Wishingg you all the verrryyyy best in everythingg okieee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So yupp no longerr SMALL BOY. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lee Zheng Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403619874941074066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/Sv2DpYsaepI/AAAAAAAAAeY/SbzNuBO5fjw/s400/246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because you dont know how I feel"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The girl who never fails to listen to my ramblings, alwayss tolerating my random thoughts and actionsss. the onee who stands by me and sits with me in class. =) all those awesomee moments we spent. I lovee you alot okieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. =DDDDDD and doink why must you go to Aussie and leaveeee me here. =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You're 18 and you're as OLD AS ME. =) like it or nottt you're 18!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;say goodbyeee to thosee underage days and say hello to your clubbing jeans and fun filled days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;ALL THE BEST OKIEEE dear girl. =D will see you on TV SOON. =D haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;TO THE BOTH OF YOU. I LOVEE YOU BOTH VERYYY MUCH and I couldn't imaginee life without you two. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SO ENJOYY YOURR LEGAL 18'th okieee. =DDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hugs and kisses!&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/6360550627521231575-1056523580396144370?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/1056523580396144370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=1056523580396144370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1056523580396144370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1056523580396144370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/11/flash-those-legal-ids-lees.html' title='Flash Those Legal ID&apos;s LEE&apos;S'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/Sv2DpORRZwI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/oTC9mDGZZFw/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-3997808956889255321</id><published>2009-10-25T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T21:55:30.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grand Finale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;10 months has flew by,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Last day of college has come and gone and now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;it's the GRAND FINALE. FINALS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;The biggest step of our lives, the one that would determine if we break or make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;This would be my passage and gateway to Law School. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;No more FOOLING. It's time to be SERIOUS. 1 more week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;To all SAM students, GOOD LUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;till then, Loves&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396535339259263218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SuRYTIpj-PI/AAAAAAAAAeI/lDR30orngGg/s400/079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-3997808956889255321?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/3997808956889255321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=3997808956889255321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/3997808956889255321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/3997808956889255321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/10/grand-finale.html' title='The Grand Finale'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SuRYTIpj-PI/AAAAAAAAAeI/lDR30orngGg/s72-c/079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-8797520853265170951</id><published>2009-10-18T20:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T21:28:09.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The time has come.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tomorrow is my last week of college! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH NO!&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/6360550627521231575-8797520853265170951?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/8797520853265170951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=8797520853265170951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/8797520853265170951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/8797520853265170951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/10/time-has-come.html' title='The time has come.'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-167323602048144314</id><published>2009-10-16T19:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T19:58:38.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Everynight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'll sit by the window and watch the moon and the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wishing you were here by my side. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;if only dreams could come true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'll have it my way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wishes are the sweetest things one can ever ask for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pachelbel-Canon in D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393164455296717250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/Sthef3U5UcI/AAAAAAAAAeA/mKGlaJRMSrE/s400/Camera+files+424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;you know it's love when forever is not long enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-167323602048144314?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/167323602048144314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=167323602048144314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/167323602048144314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/167323602048144314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/10/ill-be-here.html' title='I&apos;ll be Here'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/Sthef3U5UcI/AAAAAAAAAeA/mKGlaJRMSrE/s72-c/Camera+files+424.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-2429550893453234787</id><published>2009-10-11T09:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T09:15:09.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Seriously,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm Just &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SICK&lt;/span&gt; of being a part of the whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt; drama rama that's going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;just get a life would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-2429550893453234787?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/2429550893453234787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=2429550893453234787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2429550893453234787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2429550893453234787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/10/seriously-im-just-sick-of-being-part-of.html' title=''/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-5625756750168058284</id><published>2009-09-28T20:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:53:10.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today Someone Turns 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Another one turns LEGAL today! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;LEANNE CHOONG LI EAN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;finally, you're 18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;DAI GO LIU lo. hhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I dont have much to say here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;as you know what I have to say already. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;to the girl who maxed my card before I had the chance to do so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;to the girl who has the BIGGEST HEART and EARS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;to the girl who has the SMARTEST BRAINS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;to the girl who's the BEST IN THE WORLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;HAPPY LEGAL 18'th GIRL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Hope you have the MOST AWESOME MASOME B'day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;you deserve every single minute of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;BIG HUGS AND KISSES. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386499640867448834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SsCw4mysaAI/AAAAAAAAAd4/3vmvo2pJLxg/s400/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leanne. 8 years of friendship &amp;amp; still counting.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ps: don't worry and fret about what has happen ok,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;you will always have me and I don't take people to heaven. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-5625756750168058284?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/5625756750168058284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=5625756750168058284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/5625756750168058284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/5625756750168058284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-someone-turns-18.html' title='Today Someone Turns 18'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SsCw4mysaAI/AAAAAAAAAd4/3vmvo2pJLxg/s72-c/037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-368243181959859051</id><published>2009-09-27T17:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T18:21:13.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flour-Dough-Cookies-Pasta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the Balik Kampung Raya Raya mood has gone by, so has my one weeks holls. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Kinda happy that classes are finally going to start but........FINALS FINALS FINALS seem to be RINGING a BELL rather loudly in my ears lately. SO YES FINALS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;There's more life than JUST FINALS. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;On Tuesday, Leanne came over and we managed to NOT BURN THE KITCHEN &amp;amp; came up with pretty good stuff! =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386077585612832994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/Sr8xBwclgOI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/zRbltTxj6Q4/s400/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flour+Sugar+Eggs = Dough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386080340253724690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/Sr8ziGSJ0BI/AAAAAAAAAdY/3Yr29I1-i4g/s400/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Chatter Chatter Chatter and viola ready to bake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386083675033336178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/Sr82kNTkeXI/AAAAAAAAAdg/omH1JweKoGg/s400/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Baking in process. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386086961153960834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/Sr85jfDx64I/AAAAAAAAAdo/xDFA2DyA_7Y/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And VIOLA, the greatest Choc Chip Cookies ever. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;leanne can't seem to keep her hands away...hhee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;After all the cookie galore, it was time for PASTA Cooking. We cooked really awesome PASTA withouty burning the kitchen! =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;since we were too busy concentrating NOT TO BURN THE KITCHEN, no pics. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;everyday fleww by just like that and now holls is going to end. =/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Finally done with uni application forms. the whole pileee! =) WHEEEEEEEEE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;toodles!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-368243181959859051?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/368243181959859051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=368243181959859051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/368243181959859051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/368243181959859051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/09/flour-dough-cookies-pasta.html' title='Flour-Dough-Cookies-Pasta!'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/Sr8xBwclgOI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/zRbltTxj6Q4/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-8941036261767338519</id><published>2009-09-21T23:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T00:54:13.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Spree and Port Dickson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;When you want time to fly, it doesn't. When you don't want it to fly it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Trials are finally OVER. THANK GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;1 week of holls! much needed and anticipated. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;SHOPPING SPREE WITH LEANNE CHOONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;talk about being the best of friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i haven seen this BRAINY sinceee SPM RESULTS. OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;She's the BEST in the WHOLE WORLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;we do crazy stuff from laughing like crap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to running around the mall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;trying every single outfit for the FUN of it. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;to gossiping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;awww I miss u madness nonsence LEANNE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383944108753521778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SrecpDzPjHI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Mp4fR5pYmrY/s400/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;leanne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I know how much of a JAKOON i'm going to sound now. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I haven been to Port Dickson since I was 5. =s haha until today!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I had the best time of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I was craving for the sun, fun, sand and sea. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;today also for the first time in my lifeeee.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i went on BANANA BOAT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;ok it was HELLish scary and A WHOLE lot of fun. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;i drank too much salt water. =) haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Pictures... pictures.. waiting for them on FB! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383949173767700450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SrehP4cuf-I/AAAAAAAAAdA/_HAldFsEfv4/s400/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the awesome breathtaking view of PD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383951769908153410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/Srejm_02DEI/AAAAAAAAAdI/mzYCuMEgJ-o/s400/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yvonne. We've been friends since we were TODLERS. talk about time. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and and something WEIRD HAPPENED today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;my scouts Petrol Leader which I hated to the CORE was on the trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;SAY TOOT. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and GAWD he remembers me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Calvin:&lt;/span&gt; you look familiar, were u in Bu 3 before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Elaine:&lt;/span&gt; errr you were my petrol leader when I was in form 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Calvin:&lt;/span&gt; AHHA. I remember you, no wonder when I saw the roll list, elaine chin. rings a bell. last time you wore glasses right? you changed a lot but awww I remember you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ok charlene, if you're reading this, I bet you're laughing your ass off. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-8941036261767338519?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/8941036261767338519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=8941036261767338519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/8941036261767338519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/8941036261767338519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/09/shopping-spree-and-port-dickson.html' title='Shopping Spree and Port Dickson'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SrecpDzPjHI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Mp4fR5pYmrY/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-6084949164605363885</id><published>2009-09-07T01:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:19:24.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day I Turned 18 I Felt Like ROYALTY. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I have come up with a conclusion, the best days in a girl's life is not only her wedding day but its also the days where she turns 16, 18 and all her milestone b'days. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Everyone went Whooho! Elaine is 18 so whats the Big celebration? =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;nahh, i decided not to celebrate although I could have. I had something else in mind, what better way is there to celebrate than with family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I spent the day well and it was one of my GREATEST BIRTHDAY EVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Went to church, ate books abit,  japanese dinner and more after dinner suprises! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I want to SHOUT A BIG THANK YOU to all of you who have made my day a SPECIAL ONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Thanks for all the wishes. For those who stayed up and wished me, I really appreciate it. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;To the first person, you've set yourself a binding precedent! haha. THANKS MAN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The messages that i recieved some were utterly awesome and fab and some so TOUCHING I cried reading them ok! haha!. For those who wished me on fb! thanksssss. =D when i opened fb wowwwwww 160+ notifications. Whooho. now i haven even replied half yet. Sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and whoohoo! I visited anabel yee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And I wanna say the BIGGEST THANK YOU TO MUMMY AND DADDY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I know u guys read my BLOG ok. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Daddy and Mummy, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;You both gave me the greatest SHOCK of my life ok. =D I knew what was comming but I didn't expect it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Thanks for bringing me to this world and THANKS for MAKING MY 18 B;day the most fab one!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;INDEED I FELT LIKE ROYALTY. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and no no no even trials couldn't take my happiness away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378609042735373970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SqSobWHyHpI/AAAAAAAAAcY/5DYKvCN3SjE/s400/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Chocolate Cake for the soul. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;where's my 18 candles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;we'll let it blow it with your friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;so yea I haven blown my 18 candles! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378618990932009954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SqSxeaCsI-I/AAAAAAAAAco/XrEVbJvJ0R0/s400/145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;SUPRISEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The BEST CHEESE CAKE IN THE WORLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;made esp for me by mummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;this made my day! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and finally!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378618998715580690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SqSxe3CcARI/AAAAAAAAAcw/Yd-UEPErrsw/s400/077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;the youngest in the FAMILY is now 18!!!!!! =)&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/6360550627521231575-6084949164605363885?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/6084949164605363885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=6084949164605363885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/6084949164605363885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/6084949164605363885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-i-turned-18-i-felt-like-royalty.html' title='The Day I Turned 18 I Felt Like ROYALTY. =)'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SqSobWHyHpI/AAAAAAAAAcY/5DYKvCN3SjE/s72-c/048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-7798739446470739905</id><published>2009-09-01T20:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T20:08:32.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaw Dropping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HELLO September. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I feel like a BIG BIG BUBBLE is going to burst in me right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Great way to kick of September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;with the JUCIEST PIECE OF INFO my mum just told me. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;but come to think of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;if I never get the chance to find out the truth behind it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;will i have to live the rest of my life wanting to know the answer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;anyway for NOW ITS LIKE AN OMG kinda statement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;self control Elaine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;i'm never running back to you ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-7798739446470739905?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/7798739446470739905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=7798739446470739905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/7798739446470739905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/7798739446470739905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/09/jaw-dropping.html' title='Jaw Dropping'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-8938741248267609953</id><published>2009-08-31T11:03:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T22:07:35.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>August Happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;August came and is going to end sooonn. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. I dont want time to fly so fast. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;1. SAM is going to end in 2 months pluss. =( not really going to miss Taylors as I'll be there again next year. Going to miss the fun and people though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;2. I'm going to turn 18 in 6 days time. =/ emotionless about this. the only thing I'm looking foward to is being FINALLY LEGAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;3. Trials are in 2 weeks time! OMG la why so fast one. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;August has been a pretty good month always has been every year! Never found the source to it though. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I managed to give my SOCIAL LIFE some sparks again. Not that it has been DEAD. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;August Happenings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376113330856517618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SpvKly3x3_I/AAAAAAAAAbw/jhLFLz8Z0wM/s400/5611_116700168346_536018346_2326933_7183696_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;7-13 August 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Mock Trial.&lt;/span&gt;Trial&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376113346646056882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SpvKmtsTH7I/AAAAAAAAAcA/dM3klMlJF4w/s400/DSC_3173.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;8.8.2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Chin Fei's 18'th at Be Delicious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Watched G.I Joe after that! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Best Movie of the YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376113340498964978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SpvKmWyt8fI/AAAAAAAAAb4/mm6JWn_kYJU/s400/6573_144959379571_767964571_3320172_2003118_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;12.8.2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TAYLORS Charity Drive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Spent the best 30 bucks ever dunking Mr. David! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SEREMBAN SIEW PAU LAI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376113323901005106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SpvKlY9dLTI/AAAAAAAAAbo/mAFygPldhMY/s400/5490_235251300082_593275082_8412827_1759108_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;18.8.2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Zhuxiao's 18'th!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Paddington House of Pancakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the eyebags were because i slept at 3 am the night before. UGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376113315492479186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SpvKk5otQNI/AAAAAAAAAbg/ZgMKQLiuvHI/s400/5490_235251190082_593275082_8412816_6957055_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Face to Face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Subang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376115177340117602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SpvMRRjxomI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/7JeKVcT13sQ/s400/6212_122777482235_808572235_2342265_7097826_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Rojak eating session at Taman Tun with the girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;credits to Anabel Yee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376111653544139026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SpvJEKZWGRI/AAAAAAAAAbY/4fbUILRAlWU/s400/DSC_3585.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;21.8.2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nicole's Farewell+18'th!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Full House.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;August is going to end in 2 hours time. Goodbye August 2009 hello September 2009. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Econs presentation tomorrow. UGH. Last for econs. haven even prepared my speech. =.= procastination, it kills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;TIME TO GET SERIOUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;no grades no conditional offers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-8938741248267609953?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/8938741248267609953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=8938741248267609953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/8938741248267609953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/8938741248267609953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/08/august-happenings.html' title='August Happenings'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SpvKly3x3_I/AAAAAAAAAbw/jhLFLz8Z0wM/s72-c/5611_116700168346_536018346_2326933_7183696_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-9025099927961733375</id><published>2009-08-30T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T23:30:28.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merdeka Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;This is crazy. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I didnt even realise that today is Medeka eve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Been a long time since I've been doing that Merdeka Countdown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ahha. This year there's an excuse : H1N1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Spent 2008 Merdeka Eve with the BIO book till 4 am. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;2009: Merdeka Eve with the Legal book till dunno what time! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;haha. i need a life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;nights!&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/6360550627521231575-9025099927961733375?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/9025099927961733375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=9025099927961733375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/9025099927961733375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/9025099927961733375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/08/merdeka-eve.html' title='Merdeka Eve'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-1552922445258461303</id><published>2009-08-28T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T20:40:35.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;As I stood there and watched you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I felt this sharp thought piercing through my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;A thought that screamed a thousand words at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;why is it that I feel that way then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;try being besties with those who are awesome at everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;try being around them all the time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;you'll begin to wonder, ahha, what are you made of then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;it just makes you feel like A LOSER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;IT DOES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-1552922445258461303?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/1552922445258461303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=1552922445258461303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1552922445258461303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1552922445258461303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/08/as-i-stood-there-and-watched-you-i-felt.html' title=''/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-3270808816674093598</id><published>2009-08-22T20:49:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T22:00:52.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As Time Goes By....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;When Pictures Paints a Thousand Words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372774717764330274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/So_uI76K4yI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/iKfwebcIfDs/s320/2008121320081213_81.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Noir Blanc 2008.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;In High School it was us 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372778136935190418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/So_xP9UBz5I/AAAAAAAAAaA/B4FgNKwhxuY/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;22.08.2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Nicole's Farewell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;And Serene has left leaving us 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/So_zktfhVUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/PsnyT03s0B0/s1600-h/5494_150737343355_531598355_3558326_2006936_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372780692488934722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/So_zktfhVUI/AAAAAAAAAaI/PsnyT03s0B0/s320/5494_150737343355_531598355_3558326_2006936_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And soon after Nicole leaves, its only the us 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&amp;amp;  soon all of us will be overseas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;For all the times and memories we have with each other now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;cherish every single minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;for there's not turning back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-3270808816674093598?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/3270808816674093598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=3270808816674093598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/3270808816674093598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/3270808816674093598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/08/as-time-goes-by.html' title='As Time Goes By....'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/So_uI76K4yI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/iKfwebcIfDs/s72-c/2008121320081213_81.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-3895299601799461547</id><published>2009-08-18T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T00:01:00.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oink Oink</title><content type='html'>Someone turns 18 today. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Santa is here? Nope. Something even better than that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;HO ZHUXIAO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;is finally 18 and officially LEGAL. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370953687396851794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/Sol17BJdIFI/AAAAAAAAAZw/jzWhd9estyI/s320/zhuxiao.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hello Zhu Zhu. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm going to make this short and simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;not one of those LONG WINDED post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I cannot imagine what life would have been without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;always being there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;For all those ugly times we had,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it just made us stronger as friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;all I can say is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Zhuxiao, you're irreplaceable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;IRRESISTIBLE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Have an AWESOME BLASTING LEGAL 18!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;elaine loves you truck donkey loads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hugs and kisses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My 200'th post belongs to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Zhuxiao's b'day dedication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;more reasons to love me. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-3895299601799461547?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/3895299601799461547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=3895299601799461547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/3895299601799461547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/3895299601799461547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/08/oink-oink.html' title='Oink Oink'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/Sol17BJdIFI/AAAAAAAAAZw/jzWhd9estyI/s72-c/zhuxiao.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-4914106601822622399</id><published>2009-07-27T18:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T20:36:03.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOUD 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;finally, after a week of back to back assesments from maths to legal to ESL to an econs assignment, I'm finally done with those. Well, I thought so, Unfortunately....NO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the next 3 weeks I have another NiCe great weeks of assesments, the final curtain call to GRAB those internal marks. gawd, I need my internal marks and my scholarship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last night, was my only chance to BREATHE and have fun. =) LOUD 2009 at DUMC was my destination. It has been ages since I went to an evangelistical rally! haha. remembered those days where Planet Shakers use to come to my church and how fun it was being CREW and the pain of it, when the next am, your jaws are aching from smilling and your voice lost, ALL FOR THE GLORY OF THE LORD. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HUI NING. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363091283410464946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/Sm2HG32ssLI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ef-KC0wKGns/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364599783781489794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SnLjFJpu3II/AAAAAAAAAZY/GWb0PwGvq_g/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;hui ning, wai kar and me. Anabel YEE. You're missing. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-4914106601822622399?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/4914106601822622399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=4914106601822622399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/4914106601822622399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/4914106601822622399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/07/loud-2009.html' title='LOUD 2009'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/Sm2HG32ssLI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ef-KC0wKGns/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-7770520690885568276</id><published>2009-07-24T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:42:25.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo bug go away....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;If scientist can come up with pesticides to kill bugs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;why can't they come up with a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;FORMULA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;too kill EMO BUGS. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i need &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tripledoublesinglequarterhalf &lt;/span&gt;dosage now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-7770520690885568276?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/7770520690885568276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=7770520690885568276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/7770520690885568276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/7770520690885568276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/07/emo-bug-go-away.html' title='Emo bug go away....'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-5721263386044601318</id><published>2009-07-23T18:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T18:35:06.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because You Turned 18 today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Happy 18 Birthday &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Shireen Tan&lt;/span&gt; a.k.a The Drama Rama Queen. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;you know we mean alot to each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I do miss sitting beside you! boo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;enjoy every moment of your birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yes we shall party hard and all day and night once Nov is here. =/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;make good use of those oh so awesome presents we gave you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;for the right reasons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;loves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361601005715086690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/Smg7tS0GXWI/AAAAAAAAAZI/Vah33l0DxnU/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ps: i&lt;em&gt; can't find the pic we have together, =(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; ahha this will do then since we're next to each other!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I want a pic with you and that Superman..... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-5721263386044601318?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/5721263386044601318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=5721263386044601318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/5721263386044601318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/5721263386044601318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/07/because-you-turned-18-today.html' title='Because You Turned 18 today'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/Smg7tS0GXWI/AAAAAAAAAZI/Vah33l0DxnU/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-1739851892696084810</id><published>2009-07-19T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:22:45.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;I'm on a race against time and the clock&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;there is no way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;am I going to allow myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;to screw up things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;like i did before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it all begins right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360175827509769234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SmMrhARa9BI/AAAAAAAAAY4/O_XpXZfrxkY/s320/PhotoFunia-6f3953+r.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/6360550627521231575-1739851892696084810?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/1739851892696084810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=1739851892696084810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1739851892696084810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1739851892696084810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-on-race-against-time-and-clock.html' title=''/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SmMrhARa9BI/AAAAAAAAAY4/O_XpXZfrxkY/s72-c/PhotoFunia-6f3953+r.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-7916151024815892711</id><published>2009-07-15T22:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T22:17:07.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Friends are abundant,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;They are the ones that you can smile, joke and laugh with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;True friends are ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;that stick by you through thick and thin, cry with you, smile with you and walk through every step with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I use to be very naive, easily trusting the friends whom i thought were my "true friends" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;It took a rather simple occasion to prove to me that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;those whom you think are your true friends, are not so true after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I found out that, I just couldn't trust them anymore the way I use too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Words that are being mentioned infront are being passed behind to the next person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;When we're together, it doesnt seem like you're great company anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;you seem to be more interested in where the lime light falls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You seem to be a mere illusion to me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Yes, it has been painfull to realise that maybe you're not the kind of friend I need in my life anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;You seem to be chasing the world rather than to look at reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Maybe it's you, maybe it's me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;but one thing I know for sure is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i'm never going to trust you ever again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;It'll shock the world if i choose to say who you are, because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;no one would ever imagine this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I think, we should start keeping a distance from each other now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;as it seems that we don't get along as well as we use too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Thanks for the memories and the fun times we had together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'll always remember those times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and thanks for allowing me to see your inner self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;So from now on, the story line is as simple as ABC,  keeping to yourself is the best because you can't seem to trust anyone anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I know I've changed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll never be that same girl ever again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-7916151024815892711?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/7916151024815892711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=7916151024815892711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/7916151024815892711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/7916151024815892711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-long.html' title='So Long'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-4364909319517526153</id><published>2009-07-10T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T00:01:00.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 18th Anabel Yee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;When 2009 rolled along, it was not only a year that we all started college and high school life had finally ended, it marked a new begining in all our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2009 is the year all of us born in 1991 would be turning 18. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dedicate this post my dear friend Anabel Yee Hor Yan who turns 18 today! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356447221326282754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SlXsXj1IAAI/AAAAAAAAAYg/tNVRRfVtBLY/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the girl who loves rainbows. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anabel,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;English tution and high school life brought us together as friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;6 years of knowing you has formed a special bond between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Life and memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;were endured together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Laughter and tears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;we were both there for each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;When troubles arose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;we both knew we could count on each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Phone calls till late night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;were not a waste of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;but it was times that we both treasured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We never left each other alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;when us girl's just wanted to have fun! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;You were always there to lend a shoulder when i needed one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and I was there for you also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Together we form a friendship bond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;stronger than any chemical bond that could have been formed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this, all i want to say is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Anabel Yee Hor Yan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you never failed to put a smile on my face when we are together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;As you take another step becoming 18,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;always remember to continue to count your blessings one by one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;as the Lord has blessed you in so many ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Being 18 is the begining of a new chapter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;one waiting to be filled with stories, memories and knowledge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;and not to forget someone's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;OFFICIALY LEGAL! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Cheers to you and to a fabulous future ahead of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You know how much I treasure the friendship we have! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Have an awesome Blasting 18 birthday girl. You know you deserve it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Love you truck Loads Babe! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&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/6360550627521231575-4364909319517526153?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/4364909319517526153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=4364909319517526153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/4364909319517526153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/4364909319517526153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-18th-anabel-yee.html' title='Happy 18th Anabel Yee'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SlXsXj1IAAI/AAAAAAAAAYg/tNVRRfVtBLY/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-2057316241566017223</id><published>2009-07-06T20:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T20:58:57.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live's Tribunals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;A blink of an eye and July is here already. =) 7 months of college life has passed and yesh, I love every single minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I just realised, my dear blog has become kinda dead. ahha, lets blame that on the datelines I have to meet, homework and all the yadadaaa in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Life has been preety boring, the same old boring routine everyday. BAH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;The whole entire week was spent studying for exams, acc and econs. Pheww..I thought I was going to flunck Acc, but no I didnt. =) Saturday was detstress day. the best destress, SHOPPING. =) but then sadly, something really spoiled my mood that day, ahha, no point mentioning it. dont want to remember what had happened. so yea Boo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Our class video is finally done! =) Stupidity. Why oh Why must we have a magazine and an e-magazine? LOL. but it was fun pulling it together. oh wells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I dont think I'm going to like July. Non stop exams and all. But ahha, there's a little jeez to make this month a little more fun, someonee is turning 18 in a few days time. ahha. the Dai Ka Jie. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Gahhh, I hate the fact that I have yet to convince my dad that I can drive alone. Bah. irritating sial pestering daily. Mummy gave me her Pass dy now its daddy. BAh. and and I want my car, but no daddy has to be smart enough and insists that he wants to wait for carplate no. so pleaseeeeeeee, Car registration numbers faster roll and oh yesh, Ringgit would you just depreciate nicely for a few days? =) I'll be gratefull forever. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sometimes in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;you never seem to expect what will come around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;how you're able to handle such situations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I guess &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I just have to learn to accept things the way they are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;since it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;already going to happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;there's no way I can stop it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I might just as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;learn to let go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355329313421595314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SlHzowW7ErI/AAAAAAAAAYY/sTjVlomrCh8/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;life's never going to be the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I admit that. no denying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-2057316241566017223?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/2057316241566017223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=2057316241566017223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2057316241566017223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2057316241566017223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/07/lives-tribunals.html' title='Live&apos;s Tribunals'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SlHzowW7ErI/AAAAAAAAAYY/sTjVlomrCh8/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-8679199577021674602</id><published>2009-06-26T12:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T12:51:50.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somehow along the way during acc class nowww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I feel like getting out of here and Go HERE! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351492102845294482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SkRRttBm55I/AAAAAAAAAYI/LRiLtQRFiAk/s320/P1030104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;University of Reading, Law School, await my presence in 2011/2012&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351493527964064226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SkRTAqAZmeI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/5hTD0lnS1Lg/s320/E_12TAYLOR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Taylors Lakeside Campus, await my new campus for 2010.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ACC IS BORINGGGGG........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-8679199577021674602?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/8679199577021674602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=8679199577021674602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/8679199577021674602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/8679199577021674602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/06/somehow-along-way-during-acc-class.html' title=''/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SkRRttBm55I/AAAAAAAAAYI/LRiLtQRFiAk/s72-c/P1030104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-2991415676229453100</id><published>2009-06-24T08:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T08:15:26.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Never Seems To Heal A Broken Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It hurts to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;what I have to see daily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But I try Hard enough to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;forget about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it's an image plastered in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;a scar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;that has already left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;a mark in my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I try hard to avoid you daily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350680605828895394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SkFvqXEA0qI/AAAAAAAAAYA/MHoUnsezeAY/s320/Picture+706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-2991415676229453100?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/2991415676229453100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=2991415676229453100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2991415676229453100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2991415676229453100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-never-seems-to-heal-broken-heart.html' title='Time Never Seems To Heal A Broken Heart'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SkFvqXEA0qI/AAAAAAAAAYA/MHoUnsezeAY/s72-c/Picture+706.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-792458280897014413</id><published>2009-06-21T17:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T17:44:17.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;For I have Grown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;To Love You More &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Each Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-792458280897014413?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/792458280897014413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=792458280897014413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/792458280897014413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/792458280897014413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/06/for-i-have-grown-to-love-you-more-each.html' title=''/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-7462837555996395657</id><published>2009-06-19T22:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T22:55:37.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The BIG CICAK Adventure!</title><content type='html'>Came home from college today preety late, had some stuff to do after class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my mum&lt;/span&gt; ran out from the kitchen and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;jumped on the chair&lt;/span&gt; and told my dad, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;THERE'S A '4 Kiok Sei' in the KITCHEN. SHIT.&lt;/span&gt; Instant reaction, I jumped on the couch. AND I WAS LIKE &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;DADDDY GO KILL THE FELLA.!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next thing, my dad was like SHIT the fella &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUPER BIG&lt;/span&gt;, I also dare not do anything! fast thinking, my mum ran upstairs already. What to do? Leave the fella there meh? Ahha. &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;CALL SRCURITY GUARD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum was like STUPO on the stairs and daddy was distracting that BIG FELLA, so I had to call the security. LOL. Teehee, running there will be slow, so I grabbed the car keys and drove to the guardhouse. AHHA,. &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;My awesome driving skills. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you haven been using BM for a long while, it SUCKS. I told the Guard, eehh Encik Ismail, ada satu &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;CICAK BESAR&lt;/span&gt; dalam dapur rumah saya. MAN the guards laugh. =.= Later only I realised why. They caught the FELLA and OMG...by that time i was upstairs and &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMG THE FELLA WAS A BIG BIG ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The biggest I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the guard said, Ini &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIAWAK&lt;/span&gt; la amoi&lt;/span&gt;. LOL. My parents laugh ahha, CICAK BESAR. Luckily i was not at home alone, i think I would have passed out! haha. I see cockroach also can faint, imagine this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 10 disadvantages when the golf course is just a few rows behind ur house,&lt;br /&gt;you get to see all these &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;FREAKY AND EEKY REPTILES and MONKEYS LOADS. =( I got chased by a monkey before. BAH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never want to go near a DAM REPTILE anytime soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-7462837555996395657?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/7462837555996395657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=7462837555996395657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/7462837555996395657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/7462837555996395657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/06/big-cicak-adventure.html' title='The BIG CICAK Adventure!'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-3872533847495369997</id><published>2009-06-14T21:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T21:37:22.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's always a first time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;For the 1'st time in my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm freaking out about my presentation for tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nervous wreck right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;BOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&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/6360550627521231575-3872533847495369997?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/3872533847495369997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=3872533847495369997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/3872533847495369997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/3872533847495369997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/06/theres-always-first-time.html' title='There&apos;s always a first time'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-4432289701283208129</id><published>2009-06-11T22:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:42:35.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I'm not going to allow your words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HURT ME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;no matter what. &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/6360550627521231575-4432289701283208129?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/4432289701283208129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=4432289701283208129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/4432289701283208129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/4432289701283208129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-not-going-to-allow-your-words-to.html' title=''/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-6023195519798437485</id><published>2009-06-02T22:00:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:40:39.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GIRLS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Today in the fast moving world, it's hard to keep up with friends let alone meet up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Today is a very &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;SPECIAL DAY&lt;/span&gt;. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Finally after ages of saying and talking, Charlene and I finally went out. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Charlene Teoh&lt;/span&gt;. ahha. we go way back. from being &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;kindergarden mates&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;primary school&lt;/span&gt; mates to s&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;econdary&lt;/span&gt; and now &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;college&lt;/span&gt;, well technically although she's in Hartamas. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Pretty funny how life goes about. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Finally, we made a deal and we met up. it's been ages since we last hanged out. BOO. Watched &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I LOVE U, MAN&lt;/span&gt;. BLOODY GAY show. ok, so it was my fault that we were sitting there watching that show since I was the one who wanted to watch it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;During that 2 hours, we were like WTH all the way. Lesson learnt, never get a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;DORK BF&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; haha, they cause you misery. Some said that the GUYS would have understood the show, but hey, we walked out with "extra knowledge". teehee, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Char I wasn't even corrupted by 1% after that show. my mind is still as "CLEAN" ahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;emmm, we had lunch at Esquire Kitchen! haha. been a long time since I ate there, the last time was HIGH SCHOOL days. hhaa. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;HAHA. normally, when I shop with friends, it will be me doing most of the buying but ahhaaaaaaaaa, I managed to make Charlene buy things and keep my wallet stuck in my bag. haha. and boy she was MAD that i didnt get anything. haha. BOO Char!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Time flies when you are having a GOOD TIME. whooo. Better believe this, today on the 2nd June 2009, I finally had my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;FIRST STARBUCKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the YEAR. HAHA. can you beat the temptation when it's just right opposite my campus. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;We talked about OLD TIMES. The BU3 days. and we did have a good laugh at those times. Priceless memories. and LOL, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;she remembered all that had happened including what had happened in the Locker Room. ahha. LOL. that's our little secret. BLEH&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and the BEST MEMORY was, in std.6 we had stupid ART exam, haha I couldn't draw for nuts so she helped me paint some stupid poster out and taddaaaa, I got an &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; while she got a &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;! hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342742306636225346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SiU70iGA20I/AAAAAAAAAXo/kua644BpDWs/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;our drink. =) chocolate chip cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;CHARLENE TEOH MEI PING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*edit*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342761945147912322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SiVNrpQEMII/AAAAAAAAAX4/wg_A6ylnguY/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Loves! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Char&amp;amp;Laine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I never knew and remembered I once said that Jerk was SWEET. EWWWWWWWWWWW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;oh and haha, i like what i saw in the cinema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;zheng yi and her ahem. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;going to work my 6 sense now. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-6023195519798437485?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/6023195519798437485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=6023195519798437485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/6023195519798437485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/6023195519798437485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/06/girls.html' title='GIRLS'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SiU70iGA20I/AAAAAAAAAXo/kua644BpDWs/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-7137987408764765755</id><published>2009-06-01T16:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T22:47:18.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUNE BABY JUNE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;omggg omgg. JUNE is here ALREADY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I didn't really realised June was here till, this am i took a LOOK at my handphone and OMG 1/6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;aww man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;6 months flew by just like that, WOW. boo. now I don't even know if I want that or NOT? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;June started off with a pretty GOOD KICK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;At 7 am, which I consider an UNEARTHLY HOur during the Holls, my mum BARGED into my room and ELAINE CHIN, wake up we're going jogging at Taman Tun. WTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Glad i got my arse dragged out, I managed to jog 5 km within 45 minutes. SLOW POKE. I think I would't have been able to do that if I didnt do that 10 laps stint on Saturday. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The best thing, not only did I get to exercise, I finished my CPT DRAFT. HOHO. one assignment done. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;So far holls, have &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;BEEN BORING&lt;/span&gt;. LOL. all I do daily is stare at this BOX. =D seriously, I was actually CRAVIng for Lectures. MADENNING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;oo. MY NS letter has arrived, while quite a while ago. Stupid thing. Came along with a bus ticket. anyway, haha too bad i'm not going not Wai Kar and I would have been partners in suffering at NS. =D Port Dickson, wonder what damage you can do there? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Had a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;THE MOST FAB&lt;/span&gt; shopping time with &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Zhuxiao&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Zheng Yi&lt;/span&gt; last thursday. =) you cant stop having fun when these two are with you. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;we shopped till we dropped. and Zx always has this thing against me for being fickle minded, ahha, she experienced it herself that day. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;HAHA. I daresay, I'm kinda PRO at auto now. =) soon, I'll get my P from Mummy. I hope. I drove to zx's house today! =/ It was a great&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt; KICK&lt;/span&gt; getting to disturb her. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;This whole precious golden week, will be spent catching up with friends. GAWD. I wanna SHOP. =) haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;4 months till i'm finally LEGAL. BOOYEA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342292822570302562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SiOjBHdr_GI/AAAAAAAAAXY/xfQVzY6XPtk/s320/080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wai Kar, I MISS YOU LOADS. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342296630742143234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SiOmeyAm0QI/AAAAAAAAAXg/yqb25Xri5OY/s320/070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; I miss the days where I had to wear uniform. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ahha. that would save me a lot of trouble randsacking my wardrobe daily. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-7137987408764765755?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/7137987408764765755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=7137987408764765755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/7137987408764765755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/7137987408764765755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/06/june-baby-june.html' title='JUNE BABY JUNE'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SiOjBHdr_GI/AAAAAAAAAXY/xfQVzY6XPtk/s72-c/080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-4265338902586685549</id><published>2009-05-25T08:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T08:45:57.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Semester Holidays have started and is here to stay for 2 weeks! My long anticipated overdue Break is finally here. =) Happy? Maybe YES maybe NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the weekend doing nothing, CRAVING to go out, BUT boo. didnt get the chance to unless I choose to walk to the mall. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night was spent with ana and wk at Rasta. Did the usuall dinner and gossip thing. HAHA. Real great stress relief after exams. speaking of exams, BOO. I hope I did well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are full with assignments. Supossed to be doing my Legal paper now but ahha. The usual stuff always occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go SHOPPING. Its like a BURNING URGE in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll continue this later. just on a random note, I'm blogging in Taylor's Library. =) Lifeless sial. I'm here on the first day of my holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-4265338902586685549?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/4265338902586685549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=4265338902586685549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/4265338902586685549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/4265338902586685549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/05/semester-holidays-have-started-and-is.html' title=''/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-4777739827044764867</id><published>2009-05-23T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T23:40:40.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;1.  What are you doing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Being utterly depressed because I just failed zx's quiz on fb. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;2. When was the last time you had fast food?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Monday. Burger King with Zheng Yi. Because McD's was full and we were rushing back to go KIASU. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;3. Would you spend money on food or clothes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;CLOTHES. No food also nvm, SHOPPING more important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;4. How much do you love your parents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Words cant describe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Mummy and Daddy, you better note this! I know you guys read my BLOG ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;5. Who was the last person who called you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Hui Ning. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;6. What would you do to someone you hate very much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Wouldn't want to reveal the plans I have up my sleeve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;7. How much would you spend to make someone you love happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'll do anything if he deserves it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;8. What is the last movie you watched?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Night at the Museum 2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;9. Who did you watch it with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;my girlfriends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;10. Where are you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;In my room on the bed doing this dang tag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;11. What were you doing 7 hours ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;painting my nails. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;12. Who are you thinking of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;secret. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;13. What is the one thing you are regretting now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;not buying that pair of pink heels at Vincci just now. BOO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;14. Your happiest moment today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;When Daddy bought a new LCD tv today. It's all MINE. HHAA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;15. What do you think is not sufficient each day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I need 72 hours a day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;16. What is the best thing happend to you last month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Malaysian Studies FINALLY ENDED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;17. Do you use maxis, digi, u-mobile or celcom?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;MAXIS Was going broke msging using digi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;18. Anywhere you feel like going?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The whole world? but for now, LONDON. I don't know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;19. Who are you thinking of now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;secret. said so already. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;20. Who was the last person you hugged?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Zheng YI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;21. What is love to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;when that someone loves me for who I am and not what I'm not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag:&lt;br /&gt;Zheng Yi&lt;br /&gt;Ruzanna&lt;br /&gt;Anabel&lt;br /&gt;Eric&lt;br /&gt;Zhuxiao&lt;br /&gt;anyone who wants to do it! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-4777739827044764867?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/4777739827044764867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=4777739827044764867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/4777739827044764867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/4777739827044764867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/05/1.html' title=''/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-8270148689609979533</id><published>2009-05-11T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T22:51:47.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;I HAVE A VERY STRONG URGE TO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;CHOP BALLS AT THE MOMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;ESPECIALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;THAT DAM J.J OFFICER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;why oh why must you choose to stand there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Stare at me and freak me out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Thank God I passed ROAD. phew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&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/6360550627521231575-8270148689609979533?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/8270148689609979533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=8270148689609979533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/8270148689609979533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/8270148689609979533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-have-very-strong-urge-to-chop-balls.html' title=''/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-3013433166371173731</id><published>2009-05-10T20:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T20:59:09.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inseparable</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;WHOOOOOOOOOOO. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Saturday has come and pass and soon it will be Monday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Saturday was spent with the girls. Been quite awhile since the 3 of us actually hanged out. BLAME COLLEGE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So the occasion was a sweet one. Our dearest DAI KA JIE Wai Kar has rotten enough at home, the government then decided it's time for her to start using those rusty brains of hers. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;She's starting Form 6 tomorrow. YESH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Before we started college, she was there to go shopping with us and all, we promised to go uniform shopping with her when her time comes. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;We headed off to Professor in Tesco, ahha, been a while since I stepped into a Uniform shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334168976977737794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SgbGbESquEI/AAAAAAAAAXA/l6XwBlCsPNI/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She looks so innocent here. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;DRIVING EXAM TOMORROW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;=.= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wish me LUCK. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334176849463121330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SgbNlTlclbI/AAAAAAAAAXI/MPjbDbFUhg8/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;because we're inseparable no matter what. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Loves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-3013433166371173731?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/3013433166371173731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=3013433166371173731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/3013433166371173731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/3013433166371173731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/05/inseparable.html' title='Inseparable'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SgbGbESquEI/AAAAAAAAAXA/l6XwBlCsPNI/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-6705835937611196489</id><published>2009-05-08T20:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:34:24.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPRISEEEEEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333429138770591906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SgQli0MjgKI/AAAAAAAAAW4/lEOY1Ko0TY4/s320/Picture+812.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; threesome love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. Today started off with me waking up on the wrong side of the bed and the day was started off BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day was yadadadadaddada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; when i came homeeee, my phone rang. then this was what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ana: Laineeee, you home yet? what happen heard you very mad today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: Nolarr ok already. Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ana: I'm outsideee ur houseeee! Fasterr open the gate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: hahhahaha. nice joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and omg. I went to the windowww and I saw WK AND ANA! :)&lt;br /&gt;AHHAAA. They went to OneU and came overr. SMILEESSS. :) hhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what they brought? KAYA BALLS. OMG i haven eaten for agessss. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You two, I LOVE YOU loads. and nothing can seprate us or come between us. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err, WK since you remembered the Kaya balls, the condom thing we write off okie. contra.&lt;br /&gt;Better to eat then to use the condom, wont want Ana to be my kid's Godmother and start teaching my kid SEX at age 3. She seriously said that. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-6705835937611196489?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/6705835937611196489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=6705835937611196489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/6705835937611196489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/6705835937611196489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/05/supriseeeeee.html' title='SUPRISEEEEEE'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SgQli0MjgKI/AAAAAAAAAW4/lEOY1Ko0TY4/s72-c/Picture+812.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-2110297263310382966</id><published>2009-05-08T19:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:02:31.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Childishness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;It somehow amazes me this startling fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;At the age of 18, you would imagine that one will be matured enough to think and decide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Well apparently, some people does not know how to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Respecting someone is VERY IMPORTANT in life. Without respect, it's not going to bring you anywhere near success in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Probably one of the smartest thing to do in life to pass a message across, is too tell that person's closest of kin what you need to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;When I left high school, i left all that high school drama-rama. All that has happened, i forgot it all. I walked out that vey last day of school, only bringing memories with me the bad ones, i left it all there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Apparently, some people did not think that way. They had that so strong urge to bring along with them that grudge or whatever that has happened in high school along with them and play them all overrrrr like a bloody spoiled tape recorder in college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;If you were to ask me today, what had happened. why did that fight come about or what. I can't even remember seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;some people choose to remember every single detail. EVERY SINGLE MINUTE DETAIL.  even up to a simple statement that you have said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Seriously what in the world is wrong? You like my name so much? every single thing that has happened, you choose to use the name ELAINE CHIN as a source of problem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Well, I know I have a nice name thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The thing that amaze me is wth you talk about me. LIAR. You talk about ppl, but it's yourself you're talking about all the while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Well, seriously I dont have time for all ur childish crap. You were the one who made me dislike you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;If you really have that so strong desire to BITCH about me, why dont you just pick up the phone and call me and tell me orrrr just say it straight to my face? Let's see what you have to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;because I know I'm right, i have nothing to FEAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-2110297263310382966?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/2110297263310382966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=2110297263310382966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2110297263310382966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2110297263310382966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/05/childishness.html' title='Childishness'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-5691161972430887172</id><published>2009-05-05T18:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T18:22:59.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A Small Small World After All</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Remember that song we use to sing in Kindergarden?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"It's a small small world after all"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As a kid, I was like, how can this be possible? The worldd is so big how can it be small?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Somehow, through the years, God revealed to me, the World isn't such a BIG PLACE after all!&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;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First discovery:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My legal lecturer, is my best friend's brother in-law's BEST FRIEND. =/ ahha. so if my legal lecturer ill treats me, hmppp, I'll know what to do. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Second discovery:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I thought LAN classes are a waste of time, butttttt I made the biggest discovery of all today during Moral Studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I HAVE A LONG LOST COUSIN who is in my LAN class and we have been in the same class for 5 months now and I didn't even know we were related. LMAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Well, apparently he says he remembers me. Seen me when I was a kid and during last year's family gathering. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;hmpp, no wonder he always smiles at me when he sees me. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So if you think the WORLD IS A BIG PLACE? think twice! :) your neighbour's might just be related to you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-5691161972430887172?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/5691161972430887172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=5691161972430887172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/5691161972430887172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/5691161972430887172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-small-small-world-after-all.html' title='It&apos;s A Small Small World After All'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-1862473749650383332</id><published>2009-05-05T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T00:21:58.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I'm just here to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I FINALLY FINISHED ESL! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Okiee. off to study accounts now. booyeaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&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/6360550627521231575-1862473749650383332?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/1862473749650383332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=1862473749650383332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1862473749650383332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1862473749650383332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-just-here-to-say-i-finally-finished.html' title=''/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-2613696977770186880</id><published>2009-04-26T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T23:10:20.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's always a first time</title><content type='html'>For the first time in my college life,&lt;br /&gt;I'M BROKE!&lt;br /&gt;I'm left with only a miserable 50 bucks in my wallet and phone credit is NEGATIVE.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how i'm going to survive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knowww why I'm broke. ahha. SHOPPING SPREE. :( :)&lt;br /&gt;Topshop Lock In, new flats andddddd girl's best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother's Day is just round the cornerr... GAH &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-2613696977770186880?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/2613696977770186880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=2613696977770186880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2613696977770186880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2613696977770186880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/04/theres-always-first-time.html' title='There&apos;s always a first time'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-8259807772820771688</id><published>2009-04-26T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:59:35.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SfR2eQEEh1I/AAAAAAAAAWw/JfU4ZI7pS_0/s1600-h/1224055511781.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm seeing stars and moons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ELAINE CHIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;self control!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*jumpsscreamsdrools&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329014521166333778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SfR2eQEEh1I/AAAAAAAAAWw/JfU4ZI7pS_0/s320/1224055511781.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-8259807772820771688?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/8259807772820771688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=8259807772820771688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/8259807772820771688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/8259807772820771688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-seeing-stars-and-moons-elaine-chin.html' title=''/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SfR2eQEEh1I/AAAAAAAAAWw/JfU4ZI7pS_0/s72-c/1224055511781.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-3500683048200657022</id><published>2009-04-22T22:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T23:31:32.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Girl Starts With Z</title><content type='html'>At times, when you're feeling down and sad, the best people to call upon are ur girlfriends as they will always be here for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327530223905476530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/Se8wgx4LD7I/AAAAAAAAAWI/3vHeBBp6BUo/s320/zhuxiao.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zhuxiao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I never say this but,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i really do miss the lunch times with you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;taking bus home with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gone are times, where we use to bitch over lunch breaks and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;well thank God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;for that one day when we have the same break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;most importantly you're always there in college in for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"I must appreaciate you more hor!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Laine sayang you banyak banyak okie! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/Se80JI4TylI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/DtpmucS7prA/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-3500683048200657022?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/3500683048200657022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=3500683048200657022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/3500683048200657022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/3500683048200657022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/04/best-girl-starts-with-z.html' title='The Best Girl Starts With Z'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/Se8wgx4LD7I/AAAAAAAAAWI/3vHeBBp6BUo/s72-c/zhuxiao.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-8425227915167645104</id><published>2009-04-22T22:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T22:46:43.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screwed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I seem to be screwing up everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I screwed my maths quiz today, and a bit of legal extended respond. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm screwed emotionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;GAWD ELAINE CHIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;what happened to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Probably things are not as bad as it seems. My expectations of myself has increased a lot and i just dont like that pit feeling in me now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boo. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think what i need is a break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;you're sorries are not getting you anywhere.&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/6360550627521231575-8425227915167645104?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/8425227915167645104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=8425227915167645104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/8425227915167645104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/8425227915167645104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/04/screwed.html' title='Screwed'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-8158675758777009831</id><published>2009-04-20T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T19:18:53.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonders</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;What's the difference between&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"She's not single"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"She's not available"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;i wonder!&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/6360550627521231575-8158675758777009831?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/8158675758777009831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=8158675758777009831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/8158675758777009831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/8158675758777009831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/04/wonders.html' title='wonders'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-6163264841448041480</id><published>2009-04-18T20:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T21:32:36.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random land</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I need my beauty sleep. Gah. Another week of college has just flew by......whoosh. Time seems to be ticking and every minute is like a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Friday was a holiday because all our dear lecturers went for Camp, so while they had fun, we had holiday! Faboulosa. :) But sadly, it wasnt much of a holiday...i went crazy differentiating e^(x) and ln. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Enough with college stuff. I dont want to bore myself typing it. I just realised. I have a compulsive obsession. No its not Food. Its &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;SHOPPING&lt;/span&gt;. Shush, I just realised that I have become a PURE SHOPAHOLIC. every visit to the mall, i'm bound to spend money, clothes, shoes, bag or whatever it may be. I feel that sudden rush of happiness in me everytime i purchase something, or when i see something, I must have though i dont really need it kind of thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I really have to STOP spending money. at this rate i'm spending, i'm going broke. With economic meltdown this days, i think i have to start saving. something, i have to learn to do so....before i dry up daddy's bank account. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Oh yesh, I'm finally going to get my ticket to freedom! Driving exam is on the 11th May. :) The thing is now, my slope is better than parking. :( i have to work on my parking. stupid tiangs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I have to say, i'm rather proud of myself. When i was still in high school even as young as Form 1, i use to say, when i learn driving, never ever would I want to go on the Sony slope driving manual. it went on and on all the years. Finally driving lessons started and ahha, I never used that slope to go home. Karma has it all, yesterday am, when my mum was on that slope, i said, hmpp....i think i'm never going to go on this slope driving manual. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Unfortunately, that afternoon, Mr. Chua had something great awaiting me, he told me to go home using the Sony slope. i was WTHF. SHIT. i was panicking, this cant be happening right? I told him, Uncle, can use the slip road there got no jam. That did not work. You scared of slope meh, your slope better than parking dont tell me you scared arr here. And sooo, with all the courage I had in me, I went on that slope. I was so scared i didnt dare look anywhere, I was petrified. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;What petriefied me most was, when he said, ehh later you better balance properly got nice car behind. I took a sneak peek into the mirror. A S 280 was behind me. SIE lor. Somemore the fella was kinda  close to my car. GOD SAVE ME. phew..when the lights turn green, I succeded in balancing and went  up that slope. :) and so that was my greatest achivement. Conquering my biggest nightmare. Gah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Back to maths....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326021285376120658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SenUI_0DV1I/AAAAAAAAAWA/q_RllOK9dzI/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I woke up this morning, with memories that mage me smile. ;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-6163264841448041480?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/6163264841448041480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=6163264841448041480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/6163264841448041480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/6163264841448041480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-land.html' title='Random land'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SenUI_0DV1I/AAAAAAAAAWA/q_RllOK9dzI/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-4199085727447248144</id><published>2009-04-15T22:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:11:29.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;*GRINS and GIGGLES* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Legal SR is over and done with! :) Pheww.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I did enough to get an A for First sem. I need that A to get my acceptance letter from Law School. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahha. I realised something, Lawyers are bad at Math. Totally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Case study 1:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Legal class with Mr. David Chong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My legal lecturer here, was attempting to calculate majority votes, and he was taking such a long time. he turned around and smiled, can anyone calculate the total. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we calculated and so did he. different answers kept comming from him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the end, he finally admitted, errr I haven done math for 12 years. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luckily he's not my Math lecturer. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Case study 2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Legal SR exam, Mrs. Wendy Loo as the invidualator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was writting the time on the board, indicating reading time, writting time, warning time and finish. I was looking at her calculation of time and wondered, huh, 1 hour reading time? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thenn we suddenly realised, ehhh she write all wrong already! ahhaaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jurisdction: Lawyers cant do Math. (maybe only the legal lecturers at Taylors. :p) haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Econs and maths and acc and legal again next week and next next week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HARDCORE TIMEEE.... ahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324934059630808706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SeX3UISsToI/AAAAAAAAAV4/DEvUp-7uGCM/s320/CIMG4304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;loves!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-4199085727447248144?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/4199085727447248144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=4199085727447248144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/4199085727447248144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/4199085727447248144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/04/grins-and-giggles-legal-sr-is-over-and.html' title='&amp;gt;3'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SeX3UISsToI/AAAAAAAAAV4/DEvUp-7uGCM/s72-c/CIMG4304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-1457826285905624589</id><published>2009-04-13T22:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T22:21:36.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SeNKJneuYVI/AAAAAAAAAVo/UDkukDKWrys/s1600-h/1221804262333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324180713559187794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SeNKJneuYVI/AAAAAAAAAVo/UDkukDKWrys/s320/1221804262333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Words alone is not enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;to make me trust you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I thought everything was alright already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I thought I have found my track again and was already walking on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Somehow along the line, you chose to appear again and make that track of mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;a stumbling block.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I just want you to go away and just like you did for the last 4 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Life seemed great without you. To me you were just an optical illusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Probably an optical illusion that potrays the biggest mistake of my decisions back then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Please, if you really want me to be happy, just PLEASE Vanish from my life again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Somethings will never change and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I'm not the kind of girl who will run back to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Please just go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I never want to hear those three words from you ever again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&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/6360550627521231575-1457826285905624589?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/1457826285905624589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=1457826285905624589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1457826285905624589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1457826285905624589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/04/words.html' title='Words'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SeNKJneuYVI/AAAAAAAAAVo/UDkukDKWrys/s72-c/1221804262333.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-5338844162633291175</id><published>2009-04-09T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:43:33.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why oh Why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;OH DEAR ELAINE, OH DEAR,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;WHY OH WHY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;DEAR ELAINE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;WHY OH WHY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Common test are here again. =.= assesment time again. musttt do well and accumulate my internal marks. :) work hard laine! ahha. i passed accounts finally! it's worth working my ass of and staying up late doing all thsoe accounts crap. :) i need my A this semester. as for maths now, i'm going to pray hard i pass and do well. Dear GC pleaseeeeee save me and uncomplicate urself. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Just got back from driving. Today, i choose not to kena marah and show the real ELAINE CHIN to my instructor. the minute he opened his mouth, ahha he kena nicely from me. :) man he was SHOCKED! learned slope today. man, it's bad especially when you have a slight phobia for heights. :( everyone makes mistakes. so the first time, i accidently released clutch and my car sie for, he blasted. PISSED. I stepped on the accelerator nicely and nearly bangged two girls. Think i didnt know what i was doing? I was clearly aware of my actions! :) from that time, he shut up totally! VICTORY. never am I going to touch a manual car after I pass my exams! SERIOUSLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Confessions of a Shopaholic. yesh, super outdated I haven even watched in yet. and now the DVD is super tempting. especiallyyy, when you're trying to memorise the Evaluation of the Australian Constitution. *yawns* my urge to go shopping is outrages. just wanna run to the MALL and shoppppp! thanks to exams, i'm stuck at home. blehh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*GRINS* i forsee chemistry sparks betweeennn some people. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i guess i was young &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;and naive so probably that was the reason.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I'll post about the College Life soon! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322655286169434034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/Sd3eyDn797I/AAAAAAAAAVg/exvTMm-Hvko/s320/DSC02354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-5338844162633291175?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/5338844162633291175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=5338844162633291175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/5338844162633291175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/5338844162633291175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-oh-why.html' title='Why oh Why?'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/Sd3eyDn797I/AAAAAAAAAVg/exvTMm-Hvko/s72-c/DSC02354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-4883352263544833228</id><published>2009-04-04T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T22:43:19.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sometimes there are just times in oyur life, where you feel queasy about life and you start questioning all there is about life. Some people question, when will they die, I question the main reason, WHY WAS I BORN. simple question that boggles through the mind, a question with an undefinite answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Saturday nights used to be spent at the mall, supper with mum and dad, youth meetings and ahha. But now, Saturday nights are spent catching up on lectures, homework and all that you can possible dread of college workload. What in the world has happened? I thought entering college phase meant more freedom more life and all? So now, its like so what you have all  the freedom in the world, but you fail to find time to enhoy it? preety meaningless it becomes. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This week has been punched full with assesments and homeworks. had my esl assesment, and whoots, i was totally unprepared, sat there and shot every question Ms. Julianne shot my direction. I better kick this habit of mine. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;anwaysss. I officialy hate my driving instructor. Next time, I'm so not going to keep quiet when he scolds me. come to think of it, it was so not me to just keep quiet. Paying to get scolding? Cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;blog later... notebook running out of batt. :) back &lt;/span&gt;to econsssssssss.....ahhaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-4883352263544833228?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/4883352263544833228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=4883352263544833228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/4883352263544833228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/4883352263544833228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/04/sometimes-there-are-just-times-in-oyur.html' title=''/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-1725905539875049049</id><published>2009-04-01T19:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T20:12:24.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fool</title><content type='html'>Pada 1 April 2009, teringin ku membuat sesuatu untuk merakamkan saat saat terindah pada hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 bulan telah pun lalu sejak ku melangkah kakiku buat pertama kalinya di Taylors. Ku telah pun merana selama 4 bulan dengan kehidupan kolej. Dulu di sekolah, teringin-ingin sangatnya ku hendak melangkah keluar untuk ke kolej. tetapi sekarang, hanya memori terindah sekolah terletak dalam minda. Setiap hari di kolej bagaikan satu seksaan. :) dengan kerja dan kerja khusus yang berlambak-lambak, hidupku bagaikan tiada makna tiada warna selain kerja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walau bagaimanapun, seseksa mana, ku tahu ku kena melalui semua ini dan mendapatkan skor yang aku ingini. Tanpa skor TER aku, ke manalah masa depan saya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelas dan kawan-kawanku kini menjadi macam satu drama Hong Kong. :) setiap hari, satu episod baru. ahha. Itulah kehidupan namanya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bencinya ku terhadap MALAYSIAN STUDIES. Ujian Jumaat ini, satu keping not pun belum lagi ku sentuh. Bagaimanakah ku hendak lulus? Konon-kononya ku hendak belajar masa lapang tetapi.........Zheng Yi mesti datang pada masa itu dan ahha habis semua kehendak ku untuk belajar tetapi kehendak untuk keluarrr merabak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isnin, ku ada penyampaian Legal....ohhhhh macam mana larrr...takut gila saya, langsung tak tahu tentang topic ku. baik ku berdiri sana dan bercakap kosong. Harap harap ada keajaiban yang datang pada masa itu nanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang ku sedar bahawa BM ku semakin merosot sudah. :( ini satu tanda yang amat buruk. kenalah ku menghadir kelas BM lagi. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyaways.... hhaaaahha. enough with that stupid BM crap. I'm gettting real bad at it. Took me so long kust to figure out the words! gahhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT HOLIDAY! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-1725905539875049049?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/1725905539875049049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=1725905539875049049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1725905539875049049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1725905539875049049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/04/april-fool.html' title='April Fool'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-2906781081995179788</id><published>2009-03-28T15:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T15:35:23.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;i was the first one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;you had and done it all with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;no matter how much you try to hide it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;the memories and the pain will always linger on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;no matter how hard you try to forget it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh MAMMA MIA, my ESL draft is due Monday, and I haven even written a word. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I say BRAIN GENIUS ELAINE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-2906781081995179788?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/2906781081995179788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=2906781081995179788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2906781081995179788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2906781081995179788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-was-first-one-you-had-and-done-it-all.html' title=''/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-2845675204769904613</id><published>2009-03-25T18:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T18:27:10.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GO AWAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;i think....i think...i think.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;i just don't know anything anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I'm never going to admit this, soooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I want this feeling to go away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Funny it seems how so easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;you can put a smile on someone's face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;even when it's 12 am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;and obtaining satisfaction when you see a smile spread through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;that face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;because you know you managed to cheer that person up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;when it comes to yourself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;it's soo hard to try to be happy no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;talk to me about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For I know the plans I have for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Jeremiah 29:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;ana, if you're reading thanks for this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-2845675204769904613?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/2845675204769904613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=2845675204769904613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2845675204769904613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2845675204769904613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/03/go-away.html' title='GO AWAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-8274015640639837403</id><published>2009-03-24T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T22:31:10.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot and Cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I swear there's not even time to breath! There's so much to do and the clock seems to be ticking ever so fast. Its now me against time. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Learning to pick yourself up after a BIG FALL isnt that easy as I thought it will be. All this while, I thought I was strong but somehow deep within I discovered, I'm not even strong emotionally anymore. With everything that has been evolving around me has weakend me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's still not easy but i'm sure i'll be able to do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;College. Ahha. Oh yesssssss. I HATE MY NEW TIMETABLE! all because there's shot of lecturers in Taylors, they must choose to screw my timetable anddddd cause us all misery and depression. Gone are the days, where I have break daily with the gang, hanging out with zx, oh yesh i'll miss you dear girl. :) and, my classes use to be on the 2'nd floor now they're on the 5'th floor. okie, this i'm not complaining. EXERCISE. ;) barely even have time for that anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;As for driving lessons, i'm still only stuck at 6 hours. Mr. Chua seems to be so 'HOT in demand' he has no timeee to even fit me in. ahha. not as desprate for my lessons anymore the way i was before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Social life. That word doesnt seem to exist in my dictionary anymore. :( but in a sense it's by choice also. I'll work my ass of till November get my target results and I'll kick asses that time. Till then, even if i were to become a nerd, it doesnt matter. Because i'm going to prove myself once again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Presentations and assignments are filling up my calender at rapid growth rate. every date seems to be marked. I just realised something. Those days of english tution and Speech and Drama has really done me good. Seriously, wth the fees was like 1k pluss. But ahha today, it's money well spent. Somehow along the way, it has instilled into me soft skills that has developed with time to the fact that during econs presentation, i freaked out, forgot my speech, i managed to crap out a presentation that came out with the highest marks in class. :) ahha. Pure satisfaction. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oo. ESL. My abortion draft is due monday and I haven even done anything. :) typically me. Just waiting for writer's inspiration. I need pressure to do so. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh yesss. There's officially not HOT GUYS in Taylors seriously. The March intakes, another great big dissapointment. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i was a dreamer before you let me down&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316760621942015650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/ScjtncKjhqI/AAAAAAAAAVY/etlkuXGaCr8/s320/PhotoFunia-36a2b.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;changes do happen in the world when you make an effort to do so.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-8274015640639837403?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/8274015640639837403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=8274015640639837403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/8274015640639837403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/8274015640639837403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/03/hot-and-cold.html' title='Hot and Cold'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/ScjtncKjhqI/AAAAAAAAAVY/etlkuXGaCr8/s72-c/PhotoFunia-36a2b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-2680981576168354666</id><published>2009-03-14T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T00:15:20.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;how can a girl get this lucky?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;tell me about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I'm anticipating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;sometimes i still wonder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;sometimes i still ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;did the problem lie within you or me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;we'll never know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;unless one day we choose to ask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-2680981576168354666?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/2680981576168354666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=2680981576168354666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2680981576168354666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2680981576168354666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/03/how-can-girl-get-this-lucky-tell-me.html' title=''/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-2138422062755707245</id><published>2009-03-13T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T22:19:10.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picking Up The Pieces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SbpqMDsegzI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/q-G3LuEgmq4/s1600-h/PhotoFunia-2cf23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312675465819751218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SbpqMDsegzI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/q-G3LuEgmq4/s320/PhotoFunia-2cf23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; It's time to put the pass aside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;start fresh and anew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Its time to pick up the pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and learn from the mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'll never let tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;override my happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'll just be who i am and what i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;most importantly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i will continue to have faith in myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;continue to believe in myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;To all those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;who were there for me during that time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;i really dont know how to say thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-2138422062755707245?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/2138422062755707245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=2138422062755707245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2138422062755707245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2138422062755707245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/03/picking-up-pieces.html' title='Picking Up The Pieces'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SbpqMDsegzI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/q-G3LuEgmq4/s72-c/PhotoFunia-2cf23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-3902304058338651566</id><published>2009-03-06T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T17:29:28.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll Dance The Night Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Holidays have just officially started! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;every reason to smile? to grin wider? i dont think so.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;holidays may be here to saty for a week butttt.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I have now even no time to BREATH than normal college days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I shalll post my assignment due dates here soo everytime i'm supposed to be doing research but i happen to be here, this will work as my reminder. So bare with me.&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;16/3-CPT Legal Draft. 1500 words. (Gay Marriage)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;17/3-CT Legal Draft. essay 500 words and slide show. (Miscarriages of justice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;17/3-LAN essay. Malayan Union. :( sejarahh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;18/3-Economics presentation. Slide show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;23/3-LAN Movie assignment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;30/3-Investigative Study (ESL) draft. 1500 words. (abortion)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;30/3-LAN Portfolio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Ok. shoot me now. someone please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Ahha. hope that's good enough of a reminder! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SAM Fiesta&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was last night. Thursday night of all days. :) Main mission, to check out Hot Guys in SAM which we have not spotted. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Reached Taylors at 5.10 pm. Becauseeeee Ming Ping ahha the driver, took 10 minutes to reach campus from KJ LRT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Like all other Malaysian events, it started 1 hour later. typically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Basically, it was a very badly managed event. anddddd the worst thing? THE DJ SUCKED. wanna know who the dj was that night? our dearest dj at PROM....wth....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;the same thing happened, the blasting music from bands who cant even sing a tune. mannnn it was like NOISE POLLUTION!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Food was horrifying. Guess what was served? Tuna sandwich. gawd. Kiddies Party huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Highlights of the nighttt!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;spotted hot guys! *grins* finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;blasting awesome time with classmates. they're like hyper people on the dance floor! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;great time with the djians andddddddddd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;ahha, seeing our dear Lerg Foong on the dance floor dancing Latin. *whoots*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;the Magic show. the show that stole the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;got to know more people. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;left around 10 becauseee, we couldn't stand the noise pollution annndd it was getting boring. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Ju Sian was sooo sweet and kind, to drop us back home. :) Thanks Ju Sian!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;basically the whole atmosphere was a so called creating a clubbing atmosphere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;i liked what Mee Hon said, "let's get out of here, I'll take you guys real clubbing".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;thats our next mission! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;andddd the worst thing that could ever happen to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;my mum asked me to change bag andddddddd she was rushing me like mad, i forgot my camera! wth right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;depressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;pics comming up next post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;loves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-3902304058338651566?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/3902304058338651566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=3902304058338651566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/3902304058338651566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/3902304058338651566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/03/well-dance-night-away.html' title='We&apos;ll Dance The Night Away'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-1834094647489325616</id><published>2009-03-04T19:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T20:31:31.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of steering wheels and gears</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Driving lessons started today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; if you're wondering what happened. let me emphasise this. I CAME HOME IN ONE PIECE. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ok I admit i suck. :) HAPPY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;gear changing. man, i was superrrr lost and blur when my instructor taught me to change gear. all the free gear and lalalalala. andddd the coordination with the clutch, gear and accelerator. gawdddddddd i was friggin nervous ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;next stop. driving practical. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;went a few rounds the circuit. it was ok..didnt mati enjin at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;then after that, my driving instructor chose to give me a heartattack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"ok, now you turn left, then drive home." oh shitttt. i felt like peeing in my panties. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;driving home meansssss, driving on the LDP! and it was starting to rain..i was praying like there was no tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i drove all along the LDP and it was scary ok, with the rain and heavy traffic. so i thought hmpp, maybe i'll be going home using the Tropicana way? apparently, my drving instructor had a little extra in it for me. when i reached to the turning, he said go straight, go up the highway...i was like shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;so maybe the route home may be via, DJ? the rain was getting heavier and the traffic was building up, i wasss shaking even more. came to the DJ turning, he said go straight go under the underpass. =.= my Goodness. so i droveeee and lol, i was so scared i couldn't think straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;when i saw One U, i thought heyyy go home by BU! nonono that wasnt it all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;he said drive up the highway there again. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and the highway leading to Curve is one scary onee...so many cars. i knewwww shit. i have to drive under the Persiaran Surian now. Goodness save me someone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;but thank God i manage to reach home safely, phewwwwww.... the engine died on me just that one time, at the traffic light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;but heyy it's just the first lesson! :) what do u expect? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;SAM fiesta tomorrow! :) something to look foward to besides the holidays i guess. not that i'm looking foward to holidays nowwwww....ASSIGNMENTS. blehhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;the times we spent together,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;are slides that alwaays play on my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;constantly reminding me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i just want to put everything aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-1834094647489325616?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/1834094647489325616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=1834094647489325616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1834094647489325616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1834094647489325616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/03/of-steering-wheels-and-gears.html' title='Of steering wheels and gears'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-4383553302013963554</id><published>2009-03-02T16:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T17:00:02.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome March</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Two months has passed and now we've just welcomed in March.&lt;br /&gt;9 weeks in college already. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just hereeee to rambleeeeeeee....so forgive me!&lt;br /&gt;ahhhaa.&lt;br /&gt;i just realised i have friggin loads of assignments to do&lt;br /&gt;anddddddddd my ESL draft is due end of the month... so I have to talk abortion language.&lt;br /&gt;My Gay marriage report for Legal this wednesday. SO GAYYY's out there! pleaseee help me ok! come out of the shell. and enlight me with your stories! *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving lessons starts wednesday!!! yipeeeeee.....&lt;br /&gt;Law talk tomorrroowwww by Monash Uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo blalalallalalalalaallaal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anddddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE TO FRIGGING LEARN TO USE ADOBE PHOTOSHOP! :)&lt;br /&gt;seriously I never know howwww to use that program because I never EDIT my pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laine. Stayyy strong!!! Holidays aree commmmiiiinggggg! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now LAN seems more intresting. :)&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/6360550627521231575-4383553302013963554?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/4383553302013963554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=4383553302013963554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/4383553302013963554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/4383553302013963554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/03/two-months-has-passed-and-now-weve-just.html' title='Welcome March'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-2988179156783294910</id><published>2009-02-28T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T00:23:56.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheers</title><content type='html'>YIPEEEE!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;my mid semester is nearly over. bye bye mid sem exams. :)&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;acc paper today. I crapped my way through and hmpppp...the Hall was like a freezer. i could just have froze inside. and and I feel soooo dumb or whatever with my acc paper gahhh.&lt;br /&gt;anyways. what's done is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING tomorrow!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ahhaaaa at least that's something that I'm GOOD at. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-2988179156783294910?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/2988179156783294910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=2988179156783294910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2988179156783294910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/2988179156783294910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/02/cheers.html' title='Cheers'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-1281965208929252793</id><published>2009-02-25T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T20:22:18.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrrrrrr.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;the title says it all. before i blog, I shall take this time to vent my anger here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;ever heard of personality clash? well if it does happen, oh boy it's hard to deal with. it's kust this ughhhhhhhhh em songness in you when you see that person and all. :( talk about facing the person daily. blehhhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;so you think you're so great? so lovable and all? oh well i seem to think that you're such a BIG FAKE like everything about you is fake!  so you think you have great assets? and woowow..people are so attracted to that of yours. well, haha. couldnt be bothered with those big assets of yours because they're fugggly. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;just cant seem to stand you soo much. your face, your voice and omg you give me a headache. oh wells. i just dont find you appealing at all. and just if you wanna know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;i think YOU"RE A BIG BIMBO and A FAKE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;and just a little reminder,,, if you think you're cool and so oh smart..try me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;i can be your angel and I can be the &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;biggest Bitch ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; so play your cards well, or i'll show you what a royal pain i can be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;and if you think you have all wrapped around your finger,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;think twice darling. I'll beat you to that stupoid game of yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;BLEHHHHHH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;okieee enough with bitching. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;gahhhhh. mid-sem exams are pilling. so far i survived econs, maths, legal...omgg...i think i'm going to flunk it. blehhhh. :( its worst than studying Bio, Chem orrr even Physics. :( but lalalalala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;there's still english and acc to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;and for acc, i know nuts what my lecturer teaches so..i have to be diciplined and open the book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;wide and study. gahhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;yippeeeee! holidays are in a weeks time! :) haha. i really need a HOLIDAy but sadly i have assignments to do, loads of it., sighs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Holiday time means....SHOPPINGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;oh and and.. i know this is lame, buttttttt.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;I"M STARTING DRIVING LESSONS SOON!!!!! :) yeeepppeeeeee! ok lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;i just hope i can do well with a manual. and lol, today during lunch...Ming Ping was demonstrating the movement of the gear with a disposable spoon on the table...lol. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;oh welllsssss...back to studying&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-1281965208929252793?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/1281965208929252793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=1281965208929252793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1281965208929252793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1281965208929252793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/02/grrrrrrr.html' title='Grrrrrrr.......'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-1841519120933234105</id><published>2009-02-20T16:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T16:48:16.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohh I can just kiss sleep and fun &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so much for wanting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to get out of high school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;it feels great to be the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;playing hard to get all over again. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-1841519120933234105?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/1841519120933234105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=1841519120933234105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1841519120933234105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1841519120933234105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/02/ohh-i-can-just-kiss-sleep-and-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-6608622812447120070</id><published>2009-02-15T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T00:07:12.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetest Of It All</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Valentines Day rolled along and has gone.&lt;br /&gt;memories of past Valentines Day rolls along in my mind and i came to a conclusion&lt;br /&gt;2008 Valentines Day was so far the best! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;reason no. 1: spent it with Ana and Wai Kar and oh wells the whole angsana&lt;br /&gt;reason no. 2: Michael recited that oh so sweet poem to Wai Kar&lt;br /&gt;reason no 3: spent it at Terry's tution. now ermmm not so sure if this is sweet memories? :)&lt;br /&gt;reason no 4: had dinner with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;reason no 5: spent it at Pn. Rubiah's tuition. *ahem* i still remember, Jason and I were the BIG&lt;br /&gt;lightbulbs, since the couple opposite us was doing their thang. :)&lt;br /&gt;reason no. 6: My school bag kena rampas by the ghost, oh hail the Loudspeaker spoiler&lt;br /&gt;PN. HAMIZAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and of all the above,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; i LOVE reason 6&lt;/span&gt; the most!&lt;br /&gt;the best time of my life was when my mum gave Pn. Hamizan the oh so sweetttt serving she deserves! ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really miss those days. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES DAY BABES! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i wish i could &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;do it all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-6608622812447120070?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/6608622812447120070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=6608622812447120070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/6608622812447120070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/6608622812447120070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/02/sweetest-of-it-all.html' title='Sweetest Of It All'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-777189658036614018</id><published>2009-02-09T22:22:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T18:51:57.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye and Loves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;it seems like yesterday where we were just running around in diapers&lt;br /&gt;jumping up and down learning our ABC's and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;we're all grown up, going our very own ways, and parting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;well, it's never easy but we have to face it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;our dearest Candice has boarded the plane and is on her way to Trinity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;looking at her that day during her farewell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;reminded me alot about my bestie Cheryl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;at that moment in time, i knew I was going to miss Candice the way i missed Cheryl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;before Cheryl boarded the plane, she phoned me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and well I was in church camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;the minute i put down the phone, i cried like there was no tomorrow. i really cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;(i think she doesnt know this) haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and lol everybody thought i was bullied or whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;hey come to think of it, it has already been 2 years since she left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and yess I still miss her TRUCKLOADS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dearest Candice Sow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;take care in Trinity! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'll definitely miss the aura of Candice around here in M'sia. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we'll all be missing you here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so dont forget us! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Have fun there!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;see you when you come home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and like you said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this is not goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;xoxo dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301102915493304498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SZFNA-PEGLI/AAAAAAAAAUY/1cl3TK1xHLA/s320/119.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Candice Sow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough with goodbyes! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Sometimes, in life we just have to step out and look through our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and count our blessings. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and for that....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;i have to say these are my among my biggest blessings! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;my dearest three babes who never fails to put a smile on my face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;each of them plays a very significant role in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;roles that make my life even more meaningful day by day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;these are the girls, who picked me up everytime I fall,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;listening to my endless ramblings and hurts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;tolerating me at all times,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;the list just goes on and on........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dears, words just cant describe how much you all mean to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"action speaks louder than words"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301104793671626610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SZFOuS_q73I/AAAAAAAAAUg/IYgsj0QbK7w/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;anabel yee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301114669825915010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SZFXtKiV-II/AAAAAAAAAVA/tNnhM1vx4dM/s320/Picture+895.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;zhuxiao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301112409856616962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SZFVpnfrKgI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Fp8IZfW-k5Y/s320/wai+kar.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; wai kar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Cheers To Our Friendship! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;hugs and kisses! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-777189658036614018?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/777189658036614018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=777189658036614018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/777189658036614018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/777189658036614018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/02/goodbye-and-loves.html' title='Goodbye and Loves'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SZFNA-PEGLI/AAAAAAAAAUY/1cl3TK1xHLA/s72-c/119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-8967612805512578227</id><published>2009-02-07T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T23:50:30.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;when it all comes pouring down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;you can't help but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-8967612805512578227?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/8967612805512578227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=8967612805512578227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/8967612805512578227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/8967612805512578227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/02/when-it-all-comes-pouring-down.html' title=''/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-5463463920354992002</id><published>2009-02-04T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:50:22.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bla...Bla....Blaaaaaaaaaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;why, oh why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;do I have to learn Maths?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;what's Maths gotta do with me being a Lawyer next time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;calculate my client's properties? or calculate how much I should charge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;or ramble on and on about figures in court?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Seriously, maths has certainly not been one of my FAV subject and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;SAM maths is killing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;it's not that it's hard. its a bit like add maths, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but what's killing me is the Calculator anddddddd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;BLOODY MODEL GRAPHS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;pfft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;what's with it seriously?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;what's with all the explanation and all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;the shit part is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I have Maths quiz next tues and the bloody graphs are included.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;God Bless My Soul!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and if Maths is not enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I have an ESL investigative study to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;2000 word essay+all those research crap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;nowwwwww.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I have Legal Studies CPT to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and another bloody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;2000 word essay+ all the research crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm also in desprate need for my driving license.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I cant stand taking bus anymore! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sooo bloody stressfull and ughhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm sooo going to pass even if it means bribing because i need my license.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I'm just going to drive to Taylor's even if it means being stuck in the JAM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I dont want to take bus!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;okie. Leanne you win. it's less than 1 month and I already loathe taking the bus. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;guess you know me too well huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;it's all over now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;i've been through the darkest days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;now i seem to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;a light at the end of it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='Bla...Bla....Blaaaaaaaaaa'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-1800667808691757557</id><published>2009-02-01T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:51:38.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>February</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;It's the 1'st of February already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;so fast! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;how time flies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;one month has gone and a new month is rolling in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;this means, assingnments and exams are rolling in like mad. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;seems like it was just last week where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;we were all celebrating NYE. and now its February.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;February marks a lot of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;so may the new month bring goodness and may it be a good month! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;update later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;super sleepy, been busy collecting angpau today! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;nights!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330033;"&gt;Ps: i get to see my deariess tomorrow! cant wait! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-1800667808691757557?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-1046852515355323764</id><published>2009-01-29T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T22:47:27.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Currently I'm suppose to be doing my ESL research&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but hehe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this place seems a 1000 times more intresting than ABORTION. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296725974967084290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SYHANgJ_ZQI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/yUsIfF6c6s8/s320/2008121020081210_20.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i miss the times we have had together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;wish i could just turn back the clock. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i miss you two deariesssss!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-1046852515355323764?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/1046852515355323764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=1046852515355323764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1046852515355323764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/1046852515355323764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/01/randomness.html' title='randomness'/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SYHANgJ_ZQI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/yUsIfF6c6s8/s72-c/2008121020081210_20.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-6106575974502278087</id><published>2009-01-28T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T00:22:55.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;to all those out there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; you loads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;with you all behind me supporting me all the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i'm sure I can do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Thanks loves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;hugs and kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;laine.&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/6360550627521231575-6106575974502278087?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/6106575974502278087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=6106575974502278087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/6106575974502278087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6360550627521231575/posts/default/6106575974502278087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-all-those-out-there-i-love-you-loads.html' title=''/><author><name>laine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02588931819467015479</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_il1VOm4BEkU/SVe0CdTiK4I/AAAAAAAAARM/z-aWSVXhPKs/S220/052.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6360550627521231575.post-1490299584140123196</id><published>2009-01-27T22:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T23:19:43.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting Go</title><content type='html'>i thought i was tough,&lt;br /&gt;but didnt know that i had somehow become weaker,&lt;br /&gt;i knew it wasnt going to be easy,&lt;br /&gt;but what didnt hit me was that&lt;br /&gt;it's going to be this hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever and however long its going to take&lt;br /&gt;i'll  do my very best to be strong and tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's definitely going to be a long, tough and painful journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know at the end of it all,&lt;br /&gt;there's light at the end of the tunnel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6360550627521231575-1490299584140123196?l=laineylin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laineylin.blogspot.com/feeds/1490299584140123196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6360550627521231575&amp;postID=1490299584140123196' title='0 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