<?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-7234168</id><updated>2011-05-24T16:15:10.356+08:00</updated><category term='Under Pressure and Stressed Up'/><title type='text'>Zero-X</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>248</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-4043230460156048921</id><published>2008-05-19T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T21:30:54.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Working Life and It SUCKS!</title><content type='html'>It has been long time since I updated my blog. Anyway, I have started working for almost two months. Now I realised that working life is really not fun. I prefer to study rather than work. Erm.... I guess I will love to work if the working environment is good. But from what I experience, I don't like my work place. My dislike arises from the people who work in the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my work place has sooooo many red-tapes that need to be cut off. I don't like it also if I have to keep changing and changing what I had done as it's like a never ending job. Currently, I'm in charge of our new website revamp. I have to do all the write up for our company information. I'm pressurised by the dateline and when I'm about to submit everything to the web designer, I need to change my write up again!!!! HAIIIZZZZ. When is this whole thing going to end? Even the web designer get so frustrated with our company. Of course me is more frustrated as I'm sort of the "middle man".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also don't like my supervisor. At first my impression about him was not very favourable. But then I changed my impression that he was not as bad as I had previously thought of him. But now, I think he is erm actually not as good as what I thought of him. Yes, he is smart and experienced man. But he should have guide me when I'm doing my things. Somehow I think that he is a very temperamental and moody person. He just want everything to be done as quickly as possible. I had done my work but when I need him to check, he is no where to be found. He even does not bother to check my work sometimes! It's very difficult to work with this kind of person to be honest. To make matter worse, he can just scold people out of sudden hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can hang on in this company at least until I get my Permanent Resident (PR) card......GOD please help me. God gives me a tender and patient heart just like yours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-4043230460156048921?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/4043230460156048921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=4043230460156048921&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/4043230460156048921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/4043230460156048921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2008/05/welcome-to-working-life-and-it-sucks.html' title='Welcome to Working Life and It SUCKS!'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-6525028593223849164</id><published>2008-01-21T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T11:21:21.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking Up is Hard to Do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Don't take your love away from me&lt;br /&gt;Don't you leave my heart in misery&lt;br /&gt;If you go then I'll be blue&lt;br /&gt;'Cause breaking up his hard to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when you held me tight&lt;br /&gt;And you kissed me all through the night&lt;br /&gt;Think of all that we've been through&lt;br /&gt;Breaking Up Is Hard To Do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that breaking up is hard to do&lt;br /&gt;Now I know, I know that it's true&lt;br /&gt;Don't say that this is the end&lt;br /&gt;Instead of breaking up&lt;br /&gt;I wish that we were making up again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beg of you, don't say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Can't we give our love another try&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby, let's start a new&lt;br /&gt;'Cause breaking up is hard to do&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-6525028593223849164?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/6525028593223849164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=6525028593223849164&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/6525028593223849164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/6525028593223849164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2008/01/breaking-up-its-hard-to-do.html' title='Breaking Up is Hard to Do...'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-1182647767869312700</id><published>2008-01-11T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T19:05:30.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Can I Not Love You</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;Cannot touch, Cannot hold,&lt;br /&gt;Cannot be together&lt;br /&gt;Cannot love, Cannot kiss,&lt;br /&gt;Cannot love each other&lt;br /&gt;Must be strong and we must let go&lt;br /&gt;Cannot say what our hearts must know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannot trip, Cannot share sweet&lt;br /&gt;and tender moments&lt;br /&gt;Cannot feel how we feel,&lt;br /&gt;Must pretend it's over&lt;br /&gt;Must be brave and we must go on,&lt;br /&gt;Must not say what we no longer long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I not love you&lt;br /&gt;What do I tell my heart&lt;br /&gt;When do I not want you here in my arms&lt;br /&gt;How does one walks away&lt;br /&gt;From all of the memories&lt;br /&gt;How do I not miss you when you are gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I not love you&lt;br /&gt;When you are gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-1182647767869312700?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/1182647767869312700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=1182647767869312700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/1182647767869312700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/1182647767869312700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2008/01/how-can-i-not-love-you.html' title='How Can I Not Love You'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-7553900699413610722</id><published>2007-12-01T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T09:21:19.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Understand...</title><content type='html'>Please understand my decision...I guess I do miss and still care for u......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-7553900699413610722?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/7553900699413610722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=7553900699413610722&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/7553900699413610722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/7553900699413610722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2007/12/please-understand.html' title='Please Understand...'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-4898562675785762676</id><published>2007-10-17T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T23:29:41.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled...</title><content type='html'>I have been very lazy to update my blog. I know I have been posting lesser and lesser blog these days...even none for the past 5 months. But here again back to my blog...after absent for about 5 months. Maybe people even think this blog doesn't exists anymore hehehe....Let me just pour all of my frustration here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought I finally find a peace and rest, deep down I haven't found that peace yet. Just when I thought I finally find a rest by having a shoulder to lean on....I still do not have that rest that I have always longing for...I'm frustrated...I'm confused...I'm lost. It's so frustrating when you don't know what you are really looking for in life. It's also frustrating when you already know what you want, but you still clouded with so many doubts within you. It's so frustrating when you are thinking on how you are going to get what you want and you don't even know how to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...I remember one thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come with Me to a quiet place and get some rest." (Mark 6:31)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And He shall give me that peace and rest..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-4898562675785762676?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/4898562675785762676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=4898562675785762676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/4898562675785762676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/4898562675785762676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2007/10/untitled.html' title='Untitled...'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-6112307813887525152</id><published>2007-05-18T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T20:16:06.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurayyyyyyy!! Time to Go Home</title><content type='html'>Huraaaayyyyy!! Tomorrow I'll be going back to my hometown. I'm so tired for running around almost the whole Singapore to buy stuffs for my family. Fuihhh........but I guess it's worth it because I can eat all the delicious food later on as my reward =D. But...it's a pity hunny can't come with me...If he also go back, I think my happiness would be doubled hehe =P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-6112307813887525152?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/6112307813887525152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=6112307813887525152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/6112307813887525152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/6112307813887525152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2007/05/hurayyyyyyy-time-to-go-home.html' title='Hurayyyyyyy!! Time to Go Home'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-2409307819737328928</id><published>2007-05-03T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T20:53:06.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Wait to Be Home</title><content type='html'>Hurrraaaaaayyyyyyy!! I've been counting the days for the day I'm going back to my hometown. I can't wait to be home. I miss my family badly and I miss all the delicious food back home. Nyum...nyum...nyum...Let see how many kgs I will put on after my 10 days holiday in Indo LOL! Ohh please, let it be soon cos I'm already sick of Singapore food =P. But, somehow, I'm afraid of putting on weight too. I noticed my tummy is getting bigger everyday wakaka. Maybe I'm just too happy...or perharps too lazy to walk after food =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....but it's a pity, I would leave hunny behind. How I wish he can come with me to our hometown =(. Too bad, it's not his holiday yet. Also, we would not be able to chat everyday cos the desktop at home is currently out of order. But, we can still sms each other ;-).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-2409307819737328928?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/2409307819737328928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=2409307819737328928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/2409307819737328928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/2409307819737328928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2007/05/cant-wait-to-be-home.html' title='Can&apos;t Wait to Be Home'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-2964896429640318386</id><published>2007-04-18T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T21:19:56.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor Clinic</title><content type='html'>For the past few weeks I was not feeling well. I got palpitation during the night and it affected my sleep. I felt tired easly during the day time and sometimes I felt dizzy. At last, I decided to see a cardiologist in case something was wrong with my heart. The queue was very very very and very long. I waited like an idiot for 4 hours before I could see the doctor. The 4 hours seemed like forever to me. But the good thing was that I'm fine. I was not sick at all and the blood test result was good too. The doctor said perhaps it was just the stress that caused my palpitation. Anyway, I was very dissatisfied with the clinic service. The staffs were very unfriendly and always in a hurry. I was disappointed and regretted coming to the clinic. The bill was also a bomb!!! What a waste of money! I pray that I recover soon from my condition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-2964896429640318386?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/2964896429640318386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=2964896429640318386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/2964896429640318386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/2964896429640318386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2007/04/doctor-clinic.html' title='Doctor Clinic'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-8436860569890171845</id><published>2007-04-12T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T20:41:58.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retired Sunday School Teacher</title><content type='html'>At last, I make up my mind to retired from my duty as Sunday School teacher at church. It has been a great pleasure to be able to interact with my students. Hmm....but I have my own difficulty that I must retired. It has become a burden to me, especially when I need to spend more time in my my study. I think I'm going to miss those kids. But then, I believe I can still drop by once in a while to visit them. I hope by that time, they still remember me since right now there are soooo many new teachers hehehe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-8436860569890171845?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/8436860569890171845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=8436860569890171845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/8436860569890171845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/8436860569890171845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2007/04/retired-sunday-school-teacher.html' title='Retired Sunday School Teacher'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-4249282809066221615</id><published>2007-04-07T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T21:14:48.114+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Under Pressure and Stressed Up'/><title type='text'>Assignment...Assignments...and More Assignments ='(</title><content type='html'>As my blog title state, that's exactly what the situation I'm in right now. Somehow, I just feel tired of all those assignments. Sometimes, I wonder to myself, why must students do lots of assignments. Hmmmm......and it's very theory without any pratical stuffs. I think perhaps it's better to be an art student rather than business student. At least, art students can let their minds wonder off as a source of inspiration to splash on the canvas. But, what about business students? All they see are words...words and words. I think a picture is a powerful tool as there is a saying ,"a picture speaks a thousand words". Would not it be great to express ourselves in a drawing rather than writing lots of words?? But the problem is, I'm not a good artist lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha enough of the non sense. Anyway, I've got so many assignments to do. I haven't even finish my first assignment and another assignments keep piling up. Haiiiyoooo....Somebody help me. I could not wait to finish all my assignments as soon as possible. But, I need to keep in mind that I need to produce effective and efficient assigments afterall. And it requires a calm mind which I don't have it right now. I constantly worried over many things........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-4249282809066221615?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/4249282809066221615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=4249282809066221615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/4249282809066221615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/4249282809066221615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2007/04/assignmentassignmentsand-more.html' title='Assignment...Assignments...and More Assignments =&apos;('/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-9201877996527801404</id><published>2007-03-28T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T19:58:51.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Break</title><content type='html'>At last I have a week of school break. It is what I have been looking forward to. For the past weeks, I have been very tensed up with two of my main assignments and my exams. Honestly, although I enjoyed my Chinese New Year break, those datelines for assignments and exams always on my mind. As a result, I often feel nervous and anxious. I even fell sick for a week before my exams. Haizzz...it was a flu, but I didn't know why it took me so long to recover from it. I guessed my body has build up some resistance against all those medicines. I went to the doctor and he prescribed me with 5 medicines. Gosssshh!!! It was too many. And one of them cause papilation. I could not sleep at night. All those medicines scared me off and I stopped consuming them. In the end, I recovered by myself without any medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...I enjoy my school break but not really. It seems like I've got nothing to do at home. Truthfully, I've got lots of things to do...I need to start on my 3000 words learning journal and 8000 words Management Research Project on a company profile and relate it to Organizational Behaviour. It's management stuffs. However, I do not have any motivation to do them yet. I'm still being laid back. I hope it's not a little too late when I start to do them next time =). I want to do something different, something refreshing, something adventurous. I noticed that my life has been centred around school and church activities only. I want to do something else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, for the past weeks I was having a dillema. Sometimes I wonder, why must I be in such a dillema when I can set myself free. I mean, I can just do what I want to do without caring what other people think of me. However, my biggest problem is I always mind what people are thinking of me. I always afraid of being seen as a bad person. I think it's understandable as all of us do not want to be a bad guy, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In moment like this, I feel so desperate of having someone to understand me. I want someone who can give me suggestions, someone who can lend me a listening ear. However, sometimes people are not very generous with suggestions. They want to help, but they are not in any position to give any comments or solutions as eventually, it still up to me whether I want to do it or not. I'm tired of having a dillema. But somehow, my dillema has eased out. I guess I just need to take things a step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss my family. I want to be with them soon. At least, I would have some comfort by having them around me when I'm in dillema. Anyway, I would meet them in two months time. I'm really looking forward to meet them. Meanwhile, I guess I would just get busy with school life so that I won't have to worry so much about my dillema =). Ohhh please, let it be Monday soon so that I can go to school!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-9201877996527801404?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/9201877996527801404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=9201877996527801404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/9201877996527801404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/9201877996527801404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2007/03/school-break.html' title='School Break'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-1497440559696510733</id><published>2007-03-24T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T22:03:34.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Wonderful Holiday!</title><content type='html'>My 17 days and 16 nights holiday in Indo has been very great. At last, I can met my beloved hunny after 6 months not meeting him. It was also considered as our first date after we are being together. I spend most of my days with hunny. And I really love it. We even had our first valentine together. I thought the valentine was kind of simple. But, it didn't matter as long as I can spend it with hunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then....I've got meet-the-parents session. Ermmm I was kind of nervous actually. Hunny's dad was okay...he talked to me. But..hunny's mom was rather quiet. It was seldom for her to talk to me. But, hunny comforted me by saying his mom was kind of 'shy' when meeting with new people. I hope that was the real reason. I'm just afraid that she didn't like me and that was why she didn't talk to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really looking forward for next meeting with hunny. I guess I can meet hunny again next year...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-1497440559696510733?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/1497440559696510733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=1497440559696510733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/1497440559696510733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/1497440559696510733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-wonderful-holiday.html' title='What A Wonderful Holiday!'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-116961786192911166</id><published>2007-01-24T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T13:51:01.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Belated New Year</title><content type='html'>Hmmm at last I find time to write in my blog. Many things are happening to me lately. My desktop and laptop are broke down...So, I have been away from computer and chatting for sometimes. At last I've got a new desktop which I bought 2 days ago. So far, I'm satisfied with my new desktop. As for my poor laptop, I still haven't got any news about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..anyway, I've been busy with my assignments. HAIIIIZZZ...more and more assignments are coming up. And I really need to manage my time well so that I can finish all my assignments before I'm going back to my home town for CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is....sometimes I find there is no point to sign in my msn. This is because...out of 100+ people in my contact lists, only about 20 or less people online. And majority of them put their status as busy or away. Hmm...see...so what is the point of having msn then? Nobody is available for chat anyway..LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm I'm also down with flu =(. Therefore, I can really stay up late to do many stuffs. I need to sleep early. I just hope I will recover soon.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, Happy belated new year everyone LOL...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-116961786192911166?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/116961786192911166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=116961786192911166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/116961786192911166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/116961786192911166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-belated-new-year.html' title='Happy Belated New Year'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-116573931031553132</id><published>2006-12-10T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T16:34:11.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hepi 21st Bday To Me...</title><content type='html'>Another year added up to my age. Fuihhh....I'm getting older. LOL. Somehow, I'm kind of ashamed of myself for not being able to accomplish anything in life. 21 of age..hmm should I say it is an age to maturity?? Hehehe...yeah...I should be more and more mature and behave more like an adult =P. But somehow, I find that I'm getting more and more childish instead because hunny pampered me so much hihihi =P. Is it? or I just want to act childish? Hahaha...whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just want to thank God for this birthday. Honestly, this morning when I woke up, somehow I feel very down. I thought to myself, "ahhh...what a lonely 21st birthday, without my loved ones around". I even thought of not going to church!!! The good thing is I still go to church anyway. I'm delighted because my church friends even prepare a surprised birthday cake for me... WOW...=D. Thank you guys. You are all great. I'm touched =). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, by the way, in total I've got 3 birthday cakes hihihi. One birthday cake shared on 2nd december with other teachers whose birthday are in December. Another one, is for today, prepared by church friends also. And another one, I buy it myself for tonight hehe... ;P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all of my friends who wish me happy birthday. You guys are amazing. You guys make my day =D. And of course my family too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, my hunny. Hehehe....hunny, you will make my day even brighter if you just send yourself to me hihihi. I can't wait to meet you hunny...(Ps: give me more birthday present...will ya? hihihi...kidding =P).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-116573931031553132?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/116573931031553132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=116573931031553132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/116573931031553132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/116573931031553132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/12/hepi-21st-bday-to-me.html' title='Hepi 21st Bday To Me...'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-116528817210906100</id><published>2006-12-05T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T11:09:32.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing hunny...</title><content type='html'>LOL...It's almost one month I never updated my blog. Basically, I thought I don't have anything interesting to write. Hmmm....but just as what my blog title is, I'm missing my hunny....hunny...hunny...I want hunny hehe. Sometimes, I find it funny. When he is around, I want to have time for myself. Now, when he is not around, I want him. LOL! I'm so weird! Am I not?? Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my birthday is coming soon within 5 days. Hmm...I don't know what my birthday will be like. Maybe it will be a quiet one instead of being grand for the 21st birthday. I'm thinking of celebrating my birthday by inviting close friends. But sadly, most of them would not be in town...HAIZZZZ.... That's the risk of having a birthday during holiday season. But, actually, what I want most is to have my family and hunny around for my birthday. Hmmm....Never mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My exam is coming soon. I've got to prepare myself well....Then after that, HOLIDAY!! YUPIEEEEEE....I will have my family with me this holiday. I'm so happy =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, something bothered me a lot. It was nothing to do with me directly. But it just that I sympathised and concerned with that matter. I pray that everything will be alright...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-116528817210906100?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/116528817210906100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=116528817210906100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/116528817210906100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/116528817210906100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/12/missing-hunny.html' title='Missing hunny...'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-116290176989979252</id><published>2006-11-07T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T20:16:09.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to APMI</title><content type='html'>At last, I'm back to school again, after along 5 months break!! I guess, I almost rotten and my brain is deteriorating. All this while, I never exercise my brain. Hmmm that's why I need to warm up my brain by reading all the study materials everyday. Hmm I guess it may be a wise move to prepare myself for the exams as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started school since yesterday. Hmm I guess I need to do a lot of adaptation. This is because the teaching style is very different from Stansfield College. I find that I'm rather "blur". The different is that, Stansfield College is very generous and keep on "spoon - feed" the students. On the other hand, APMI emphasise more on "independent study". APMI lecture only gives sufficient information, and the rest you do it yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can adapt soon with APMI style....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-116290176989979252?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/116290176989979252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=116290176989979252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/116290176989979252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/116290176989979252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/11/welcome-to-apmi.html' title='Welcome to APMI'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-116238678924981177</id><published>2006-11-01T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T21:13:09.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Never Stop Loving You</title><content type='html'>They say in this world&lt;br /&gt;Nothing lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;But I don't believe that's true&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the way that I feel&lt;br /&gt;When we're together&lt;br /&gt;I know that's the way&lt;br /&gt;I'll always feel for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There'll come a day&lt;br /&gt;When the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;And stars will fall from the sky&lt;br /&gt;But this feeling will last&lt;br /&gt;When the sun stops burning&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do is love you&lt;br /&gt;Till the end of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna take more than a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;To give you all the love&lt;br /&gt;All the love I feel for you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now until forever&lt;br /&gt;That's how long I'll be true&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you this vow&lt;br /&gt;And promise you now&lt;br /&gt;Until forever&lt;br /&gt;I'll never stop loving you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a nice song indeed by Britney Spears - I'll never stop loving you. I never know that she has this song recorded..anyway...nice..nicee..sweet ^^.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-116238678924981177?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/116238678924981177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=116238678924981177&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/116238678924981177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/116238678924981177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/11/ill-never-stop-loving-you.html' title='I&apos;ll Never Stop Loving You'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-116217627404560357</id><published>2006-10-30T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T10:49:30.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Word of God</title><content type='html'>Alright, let me just share a few of God's word to you guys. I've not been thinking about the word of God deeply for quite sometimes. But...I think today's bible word is an eye opener for me. It's taken from Book of James chapter 1-3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just share quickly from Chapter 1 about Trials and Temptations verses: "2. Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, 3. because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance". As we all know, many times we stumble upon many trials and we should always know that a trial does not come from God but from our own evil desire. "13. When tempted, no one should say, "God is tempting me." For God cannot be tempted by evil, nor does he tempt anyone; 14. but each one is tempted when, by his own evil desire, he is dragged away and enticed". What I'm trying to say is that trials and temptations are not necessary bad because they help to exercise our faith in Him. And in that situation is where we need to use our faith strongly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, we must also remember that God is always be with us during our trials time. He never leaves us. Sometimes, we pray a lot for a solution, but it doesn't come right away. It is because God wants to see how strong is our faith. He wants to see whether we still believe that we are waiting for Him to save us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Further adding up to what I have mentioned above, I would like to summarize from Chapter 2 about Faith and Deeds. Most of us Christians claimed that we have faith in Him. However, faith itself is never enough. We should always put it in action at the same time through our deeds. Faith and deeds must always work together : " 26. As the body without the spirit is dead, so faith without deeds is dead".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, from chapter 3, the bible mentions about Taming the Tongue. We can use our tongue to do many things as " 10. Out of the same mouth come praise and cursing". Therefore, we must always use our tongue wisely by saying good things instead of evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I can't go on details about all my points above. It will take pages and pages hehe...But, I hope I get all my points across clear enough =). If you want further explaination, just come and see me or...haha just chat with me lol =P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-116217627404560357?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/116217627404560357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=116217627404560357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/116217627404560357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/116217627404560357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/10/word-of-god.html' title='A Word of God'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-116132513194756932</id><published>2006-10-20T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T14:23:26.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ingatlah Hari Ini...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZTkcAW-chMI"&gt;WATCH VIDEO HERE!!! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kawan dengarlah&lt;br /&gt;Yang aku katakan&lt;br /&gt;Tentang dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Setelah selama ini&lt;br /&gt;Ternyata kepalamu&lt;br /&gt;Akan selalu  botak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamu kaya gorila&lt;br /&gt;Cobalah  kamu ngaca&lt;br /&gt;Itu bibir balapan&lt;br /&gt;Dari pada gigi lu&lt;br /&gt;Kayak  kelinci&lt;br /&gt;Yang ini udah gendut&lt;br /&gt;Suka marah-marah&lt;br /&gt;Kau cacing kepanasan&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ku tak perduli&lt;br /&gt;Kau  selalu dihati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamu sangat berarti&lt;br /&gt;Istimewa  dihati&lt;br /&gt;Selamanya rasa ini&lt;br /&gt;Jika tua nanti&lt;br /&gt;Kita  t'lah hidup masing-masing&lt;br /&gt;Ingatlah hari ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ketika  kesepian menyerang diriku&lt;br /&gt;Gak enak badan resah tak menentu&lt;br /&gt;Ku tahu satu cara sembuhkan diriku&lt;br /&gt;Ingat  teman-temanku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you worry just be happy&lt;br /&gt;Temanmu di sini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamu sangat berarti&lt;br /&gt;Istimewa  dihati&lt;br /&gt;Selamanya rasa ini&lt;br /&gt;Jika tua nanti&lt;br /&gt;Kita  t'lah hidup masing-masing&lt;br /&gt;Ingatlah hari ini...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an Indonesian song by Project Pop - Ingatlah Hari Ini. It's a very good friendship song. And I just want to share it to all of my friends. Enjoy the song buddies. And...don't forget...Ingatlah hari ini =D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-116132513194756932?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/116132513194756932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=116132513194756932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/116132513194756932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/116132513194756932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/10/ingatlah-hari-ini.html' title='Ingatlah Hari Ini...'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-116038691076738667</id><published>2006-10-09T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T18:19:44.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Move On</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aVkqrC3V3pk"&gt;WATCH VIDEO HERE  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry for him anymore, girl&lt;br /&gt;You shut your heart&lt;br /&gt;Only to wait for someone who is never returning&lt;br /&gt;My eyes has always been on you, no matter when&lt;br /&gt;Until the day you turn back for me, forever, forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move on, oh, move on&lt;br /&gt;It's time to let go&lt;br /&gt;He will not be coming back&lt;br /&gt;Open your heart baby,&lt;br /&gt;Open the heart which you've shut tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one to hold you tight&lt;br /&gt;Be the one you wait for every night&lt;br /&gt;No matter until when&lt;br /&gt;I will take the place of that person and stay by your side&lt;br /&gt;I will always be right by your side instead of that man&lt;br /&gt;I will always be right by your side&lt;br /&gt;Make you the promise of eternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feeling of heart-wrenching pain&lt;br /&gt;Am I not feeling the same pain too?&lt;br /&gt;I dream of seeking out each other with you&lt;br /&gt;The person who has filled out your heart now is not me...&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I think of that&lt;br /&gt;I feel the heart-wrenching pain again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move on, oh, move on&lt;br /&gt;It's time to let go&lt;br /&gt;He will not be coming back&lt;br /&gt;Move on, oh, move on&lt;br /&gt;Stride past this period of time&lt;br /&gt;Discover my existence secretly in that vast emptiness of your heart&lt;br /&gt;I will always stay by your side&lt;br /&gt;I will never let your feel sad again&lt;br /&gt;So give me your chance....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys just watch Rain's - Move On music video clip. Listen closely! He is not singing in Korean, but Japanese instead. Wow! I think it's a wise move for Rain to break through the Japanese music market by recording some Japanese songs in his latest album Eternal Rain. There are altogether 12 songs in that album. By the way, above is the translation lyrics of his Move On. I couldn't get the Japanese lyrics hmm.. But anyway, I hope you guys enjoy the song =D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-116038691076738667?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/116038691076738667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=116038691076738667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/116038691076738667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/116038691076738667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/10/move-on.html' title='Move On'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-116001726903942067</id><published>2006-10-05T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T11:01:09.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sepia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/435/1600/picture%20127b.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/435/200/picture%20127b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guyyysss...take a look at this picture and try to compare it with the picture at sepia moments section. Don't you guys think they look similar? Hmm yeah!! Hahaha actually, the picture above is something that I treasure a lot. I've been keeping it for 7 years lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After looking back at the pic, oh by the way, it's an envelope actually. I take the picture with my digicam. I was wondering if I bought my first puzzle, which is the sepia, somehow because of this envelope. I guess, the sepia puzzle is so familiar and I just like it at the very moment I laid my eyes on it. Haha..never mind. I don't want to explain in detail here. Only me and him know the complete story behind that pic =P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-116001726903942067?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/116001726903942067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=116001726903942067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/116001726903942067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/116001726903942067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-sepia.html' title='My Sepia'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-115950114266290614</id><published>2006-09-29T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T11:45:51.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mujizat Itu Nyata...</title><content type='html'>Tak terbatas kuasa-Mu Tuhan&lt;br /&gt;Semua dapat Kau lakukan&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang kelihatan mustahil bagiku&lt;br /&gt;Itu sangat mungkin bagi-Mu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di saat ku tak berdaya&lt;br /&gt;Kuasa-Mu yang sempurna&lt;br /&gt;Ketika ku percaya&lt;br /&gt;Mujizat itu nyata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukan kar'na kekuatan&lt;br /&gt;Namun Roh-Mu ya Tuhan&lt;br /&gt;Ketika ku berdoa&lt;br /&gt;Mujizat itu nyata....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mujizat itu dekat di mulutku&lt;br /&gt;Dan ku hidup oleh percaya&lt;br /&gt;Ketika ku berdoa&lt;br /&gt;Mujizat itu nyata....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 2 weeks, I've been hearing this song in the church. I don't know who is the singer and I don't know where I can get this song. But, at last, I got the song and the lyrics as well. Simple but powerful song, I like it ;-). This song simply remind us that we need to have faith, we pray and then, the miracle that He can do is visible to our eyes. Sometimes, when we think it's very impossible, He can always make the impossible become possible =D. I just want to walk &amp; live with my faith in You Lord =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, anyone interested with this song? You can just contact me and I can give  you the song ;-).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-115950114266290614?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/115950114266290614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=115950114266290614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115950114266290614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115950114266290614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/09/mujizat-itu-nyata.html' title='Mujizat Itu Nyata...'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-115915595717634079</id><published>2006-09-25T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T12:04:37.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Refreshing Weekends</title><content type='html'>It has been a very pleasant weekend for me indeed. On Saturday, after my Sunday School teachers' meeting, I suggested my cousins to have dinner with me at Beppu Menkan, Suntec City. I've been yearning to eat ramen all this while and just wanted to try out how the ramen at Beppu's taste like. I think the ramen is not as good as Ajisen's ramen. Ajisen's ramen is still my favourite afterall. Beppu's was ok but I found that the ramen was just too soft. It was almost not like ramen at all. The soup base was also not to my liking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we did some window shopping. When we passed by Mini Toons shop, we saw piggy doll, Sam Sook LOL. My cousin has been looking for that doll for quite sometime. She was so confused whether to buy the medium size which cost $20 or the big size which cost $40. I had finished eaten my Tiramisu Gelato ice cream and she still couldn't decide which one to buy LOL. By the way, I never knew that Tiramisu ice cream could taste that delicious ;-). (Ps : That's his favourite ice cream). But the thing was, it was just too sweet for me. At last after almost one hour, she finally bought big Sam Sook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, my Family Altar (FA) friends and I were having a very long sharing session. But, I enjoyed it a lot =). After the FA, I went to Shelly's house to have a taste of Krispy Kreme Doughnut imported from Sydney LOL. Hahaha sort of imported cos Shelly's cousin brought it from Sydney when he stopped over at Singapore for an hour. I thought the dougnut was too sweet hmm.. I guess I don't really like sweet food hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm can't wait to have a taste of Oporto LOL. Perhaps one day =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-115915595717634079?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/115915595717634079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=115915595717634079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115915595717634079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115915595717634079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/09/refreshing-weekends.html' title='Refreshing Weekends'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-115866910731827674</id><published>2006-09-19T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T20:31:47.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely &amp; Bored...</title><content type='html'>I'm back with my blogging again after few days of absence. Just like the title of this blog above, that's exactly how I feel for the past few days. My school haven't start yet so I don't really have any activities to do currently. How I wish I can start school as soon as possible. I feel so lonely....all alone at home. My cousins are attending their classes in the morning and they will only be back at around 8pm or 10 pm. Haizzzzzzz.....I don't like to be alone hikssssss ='(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored too...I don't know what to do. I've tried many things...cleaning the house, watching some dvds but to no avail. I still feel bored. Goodness gracious me...what should I do??? I thought about going out to do some window shopping, but currently, I don't need anything to buy. So, I don't think that's a wise idea hmmm....And also one more thing, I don't like to go out alone. I feel like a fool in a crowd if I'm all alone out there. Haizzzzzzzzz......I know, some of you might think, I can always ask a friend to come along with me. But, they are all busy with their schools. So here I am, left all alone by myself again...Hiksssss...really pathetic isn't it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, recently, I don't feel like eating. I don't know why.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...if only....if only...haiz..never mind. I don't want to think about it. It will just make me sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, guys....care to give me some suggestions on what to do for this one whole month? The suggestions will be very highly appreciated...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-115866910731827674?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/115866910731827674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=115866910731827674&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115866910731827674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115866910731827674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/09/lonely-bored.html' title='Lonely &amp; Bored...'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-115824625160999803</id><published>2006-09-14T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T23:15:52.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appreciation...</title><content type='html'>This incident happened last Sunday, but I just thought of writing it today. Fortnight ago, some of Sunday school kids got paper flowers. I didn't know how and who gave it to them. Anyway, there was a girl who didn't get any. She kept asking me to give her the flower. In the end, I promised to bring her paper flower on the following week, which is last Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had spend some time to make the paper flower, but that kid didn't show any appreciation. She wanted exactly the same flower like the one she saw. She kept bugging me and I just told her that if she didn't want the flower, fine, I could give it to other kids who want it. Simple...it was just like "take it or leave it" thing. Alright, after that, she kept the paper flower with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the next moment, when she saw other kids holding balloon, she also wanted it!!! She told me that she had given her flower to other kid, so that she could have a balloon. My goodness, I couldn't believe it. She was a spoilt rotten kid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could just simply gave her the balloon. However, other kids got the balloon because they were well behaved during lesson. They sit quietly, listen to the bible story attentively and even answer the questions that were being asked. That was why they were rewarded with the balloons. This kid, she didn't do the same thing like the other kids..and she wanted the balloon?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think her parents always give what she wants. I know, kids usually behave like this. When they want something, they must have it. And if they had owned something, and if there is something new, they might just abandoned the "old" one. But the thing is, as a good parents, this is certainly not a wise thing to do. Instead, I think the parents should teach the kid to appreciate and be grateful for what she/he has. I know, it's human nature to expect something more, something better. However, I think we should be contented with what we have hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time if I have kids of my own, I will make sure that they know how to appreciate  and be contented of what they got hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my posting is open for arguments. So...anybody disagree? Feel free to drop your line at comment page hehehe =P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-115824625160999803?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/115824625160999803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=115824625160999803&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115824625160999803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115824625160999803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/09/appreciation.html' title='Appreciation...'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-115815875972318616</id><published>2006-09-13T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T23:01:46.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From This Moment...</title><content type='html'>I do swear that I'll always be there &lt;br /&gt;I'd give anything and everything and &lt;br /&gt;I will always care &lt;br /&gt;Through weakness and strength, happiness and sorrow, for&lt;br /&gt;better, for worse, I will love you with every beat of my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this moment life has begun&lt;br /&gt;From this moment you are the one&lt;br /&gt;Right beside you is where I belong&lt;br /&gt;From this moment on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this moment I have been blessed&lt;br /&gt;I live only for your happiness&lt;br /&gt;And for your love I'd give my last breath&lt;br /&gt;From this moment on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give my hand to you with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to live my life with you&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to start&lt;br /&gt;You and I will never be apart&lt;br /&gt;My dreams came true because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this moment as long as I live&lt;br /&gt;I will love you, I promise you this&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing I wouldn't give&lt;br /&gt;From this moment on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the reason I believe in love&lt;br /&gt;And you're the answer to my prayers from up above&lt;br /&gt;All we need is just the two of us&lt;br /&gt;My dreams came true because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this moment as long as I live&lt;br /&gt;I will love you, I promise you this&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing I wouldn't give&lt;br /&gt;From this moment&lt;br /&gt;I will love you as long as I live&lt;br /&gt;From this moment on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a sweet song from Shania Twain - From This Moment. I know many people use this song for their weddings LOL. Nice and very meaningful indeed ;-).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-115815875972318616?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/115815875972318616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=115815875972318616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115815875972318616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115815875972318616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/09/from-this-moment.html' title='From This Moment...'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-115798061424439208</id><published>2006-09-11T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T21:16:54.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Karaoke Lover</title><content type='html'>Shelly, Shallum and I went to K-Box for karaoke sessions. It has been a long time since I last doing this. Anyway, I love to sing a lot =). Normally, a karaoke session is for 3 hours duration but then, we extended it for another session. Therefore, altogether we were karaoking for 6 hours!!! Hahaha...yeah...unbelieaveable indeed. Another thing, the room is also very very cold. I think I should bring 2 jackets next time LOL. I'm having a great time today =D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-115798061424439208?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/115798061424439208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=115798061424439208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115798061424439208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115798061424439208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/09/karaoke-lover.html' title='Karaoke Lover'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-115790033594811286</id><published>2006-09-10T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T23:06:32.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unspoken Promise</title><content type='html'>Many of you might wondering on why I use back my previous skin to my blog out of sudden. Hmm so far I had used 3 skins on my blog. The first one was ballerina image with blue background. The second skin is exactly like what I use now, and the third skin was sitting lady image with purple background. Among these 3 skins, I always like my second skin, which is my current skin the most hehe =D. Let me explain why I like this skin most.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you use your imagination, I guess it's not very hard to interpret the image on my second skin. To me personally, I think the image indicates the unspoken promise between the boy and the girl. Yeah, I know it's kind of too romantic and mushy hehe...But the thing is, both of them are closing their eyes, foreheads are touching each other's and the boy is holding tight to the girl's hands. Without saying a word, both of them make their unspoken promise to each other from their hearts =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm I don't know what the promise is, but it must be something very pure and true. The boy and the girl are very lovey dovey...They could be promising an eternity love =). Hahaha I know folks, I'm just a hopelessly romantic girl =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saying I love you&lt;br /&gt;Is not the words&lt;br /&gt;I want to hear from you&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I want you&lt;br /&gt;Not to say but if you only knew&lt;br /&gt;How easy it would be to show me how you feel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than words is all you have to do&lt;br /&gt;to make it real&lt;br /&gt;Then you wouldn't have to say&lt;br /&gt;that you love me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'd already know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do &lt;br /&gt;if my heart was torn in two&lt;br /&gt;More than words to show you feel&lt;br /&gt;That your love for me is real&lt;br /&gt;What would you say &lt;br /&gt;if I took those words away&lt;br /&gt;Then you couldn't make things new&lt;br /&gt;Just by saying I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've tried to talk to you &lt;br /&gt;and make you understand&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And just reach out your hands &lt;br /&gt;and touch me&lt;br /&gt;Hold me close don't ever let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than words&lt;br /&gt;is all I ever needed you to show&lt;br /&gt;Then you wouldn't have to say&lt;br /&gt;that you love me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'd already know....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-115790033594811286?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/115790033594811286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=115790033594811286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115790033594811286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115790033594811286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/09/unspoken-promise.html' title='Unspoken Promise'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-115759523223449794</id><published>2006-09-07T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T10:19:38.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Stansfield...</title><content type='html'>At last, I have to leave Stansfield, after studying there for about 3 years. I know I have to learn to adapt in my new school later on. But I think, this is the best thing I can do...I've been struggling in Stansfield for so long. And, maybe I just need a change of teaching environment and method of teaching. Maybe this is the path that has been choosen for me by my FATHER. Father, I will use this chance wisely &amp; please guide me to Your light =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-115759523223449794?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/115759523223449794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=115759523223449794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115759523223449794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115759523223449794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/09/goodbye-stansfield.html' title='Goodbye Stansfield...'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-115729545822637598</id><published>2006-09-03T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T22:57:38.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worry....</title><content type='html'>Most of my school mates already received their exam results. Only me...who haven't got a clue for my results. Huaaaaaaaa spare me this agony for waiting something uncertain. I hate uncertainty...But, I think I've got to pray hard. Hopefully, I can pass all my subjects...If not..Haizzz...anyway, I don't want to think about it. My proper class will start tomorrow, which means, my time for Stev will be much shorter. Haiz....I can't help it on this one. Sometimes, I wish I have more than 24 hours a day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Sunday School is kind of fun. At first, I thought I might have lost all my passion because I've been secluded from Sunday School activities for 3 months. I'm glad, I still have the compassion and passion in serving the Lord through all those kids in the Sunday School =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey, I just want to tell you this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin aku......tak selalu&lt;br /&gt;Ada di dekatmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku ingin engkau tahu isi di hatiku&lt;br /&gt;Ku tak akan lelah jaga hati ini&lt;br /&gt;Hingga dunia tak bermentari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu yang kupinta yakini dirimu&lt;br /&gt;Hati ini milikmu&lt;br /&gt;Semua yang kulakukan&lt;br /&gt;Untukmu lebih dari sebuah&lt;br /&gt;Kata cinta untukmu&lt;br /&gt;Ini diriku...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ich liebe dich...honey =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-115729545822637598?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/115729545822637598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=115729545822637598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115729545822637598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115729545822637598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/09/worry.html' title='Worry....'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-115699289554521678</id><published>2006-08-31T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T11:00:04.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Singapore...Welcome Love hehehehe...</title><content type='html'>Welcome back to Singapore Vina Lee...and say hi to love hehe.. Anyway, I've been in Singapore since Sunday, 27th August. But there is soo much things which require my immediate attention that I just got time to update my blog now. The trip from Indo to Singapore was very tiring. Further more, it was a night flight with long queue at Singapore Immigration and taxi stand upon reaching Singapore. I thought I could get home sooner so that I could rest early. I reached home at 11.30 pm. And I still need to clean up my room!!! In the end, I could only lying on my bed at 3am....Haizzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My school haven't started yet. I think I will start lesson either 4th September or 11th September. I'm not sure too LOL. Anyway, later on I will just ask my school staff. Hmm my final exam results will only be released somewhere next week. Actually, it has been released on the 29th August, but RELC still need to sort them. Hmm I just hope my results is nice..if not..haiz...I need to change a lot of plan that I already drafted out in my mind hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About welcome love...hahaha...I couldn't be more happier.. I feel loved each day =D.&lt;br /&gt;I hope Stev and I stay sweet all the time even though we don't get to see each other everyday =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-115699289554521678?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/115699289554521678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=115699289554521678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115699289554521678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115699289554521678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/08/welcome-singaporewelcome-love-hehehehe.html' title='Welcome Singapore...Welcome Love hehehehe...'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-115651504640026984</id><published>2006-08-25T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T22:14:58.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lope...Lope..Lope...</title><content type='html'>I have been waiting sooo long to have someone to call my own. Someone who I can love and love me in return. I admit, I never been lucky enough in love. Most of the time, I've never been loved in return. However, I'm just surprised when suddenly love comes knocking at my heart again. I'm sooo happy....I really do.... I want to put my best to nurture this love. Thank you sooo much Lord, for answering what I have been praying for years... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never expected that things can come this far within such a short period of time....Or perhaps, it's not really a short time. It takes about 7 years for me to find this long lost love =). It started with a puppy love back then....Hahaha...I  know, it's kind of silly =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always anticipating my boy in the sepia....Could you really be my sepia boy??? I love you more and more each day....I really do.... There are so many questions within me.... Could it be that this one be the one that last??? I don't know what will happen in the future honey, but I wish to have a future with you =). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every time I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I thank the lord that I've got you&lt;br /&gt;And you've got me too&lt;br /&gt;And every time I think of it&lt;br /&gt;I pinch myself 'cause&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe it's true&lt;br /&gt;That someone like you&lt;br /&gt;Loves me too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-115651504640026984?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/115651504640026984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=115651504640026984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115651504640026984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115651504640026984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/08/lopelopelope.html' title='Lope...Lope..Lope...'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-115590054521932081</id><published>2006-08-18T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T19:29:05.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes</title><content type='html'>You tell me you're in love with me&lt;br /&gt;That you can't take your pretty eyes away from me &lt;br /&gt;It's not that I don't want to stay &lt;br /&gt;But everytime you come to close I move away &lt;br /&gt;I wanna believe in everything that you say &lt;br /&gt;Because it sounds so good &lt;br /&gt;But if you really want me, move it slow &lt;br /&gt;There's things about me you just have to know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I run &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I hide, sometimes I'm scared of you &lt;br /&gt;But all I really want is to hold you tight &lt;br /&gt;Treat you right, be with you day and night &lt;br /&gt;baby all I need is time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be so shy, &lt;br /&gt;Everytime I'm all alone I wonder why &lt;br /&gt;Hope that you will wait for me &lt;br /&gt;You see that, you're the only one for me &lt;br /&gt;I wanna believe in everything that you say &lt;br /&gt;Cause it sounds so good &lt;br /&gt;but if you really want me, move it slow &lt;br /&gt;There's things about me, you just have to know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hang around and you'll see &lt;br /&gt;There's nowhere ill ever be&lt;br /&gt;If you love me, trust in me &lt;br /&gt;The way that I trust in you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I run &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I hide&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm scared of you &lt;br /&gt;But all I really want is to hold you tight treat you right, &lt;br /&gt;be with you day and night &lt;br /&gt;All I really want is to hold you tight baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among Britney's song, I like "Sometimes" the most. I think this is exactly how I feel right now...Darling, if you really want me, move it slow..there's things about me you just have to know =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-115590054521932081?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/115590054521932081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=115590054521932081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115590054521932081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115590054521932081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/08/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-115030193095434118</id><published>2006-06-15T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T00:18:51.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yupeeeeee!!! Free At Last!!</title><content type='html'>Yuppeeeee hoorayyyyy!! So happy at last my exam has come to an end. Hahaha it's shopping time now =D =D....Afterall it's Great Singapore Sale. I also want to take part in GSS =P. Today after exam, I have lunch with my school mates. Then we go around Far East to do my shopping. Hmm unfortunately, I go home empty handed. Actually, there are 2 pairs of jeans that I like and I intended to buy. However, the shop doesn't have my size. Hmm never mind, I can still shop around tomorrow before going back to my hometown on the 18th June. So....Ujung Pandang wait for me!! Here I come hahaha =P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-115030193095434118?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/115030193095434118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=115030193095434118&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115030193095434118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115030193095434118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/06/yupeeeeee-free-at-last.html' title='Yupeeeeee!!! Free At Last!!'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-115013040762350795</id><published>2006-06-12T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T01:24:01.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Feels Good To Be Home Again!!</title><content type='html'>Yoo guys, back with me Vina Lee to keep you update with my life hehe. I have not been updating my blog for a week. This is because I've been away from 7th June - 12 June afternoon in Jakarta. I was attending my cousin sister's wedding. Just reached home at 9 pm just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...a little recap what I had been doing in Jakarta for the past 5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 1 : Wednesday, 7th June 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 3 cousins and I reached home around 12. It was a tiring journey. We all talked a bit with my uncle and aunty upon reaching their house, then had our shower. Hmmmm....I think I could not sleep well that night. Oh yeah...I dreamed about you again!! That was my third time dreaming of you! LOL! Can you imagine that?? Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 2: Thursday, 8th June 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning, my cousins and I went to the salon Peter F Sangerang at Taman Anggrek. Hmm many people said, Freddy is a skillful hairstylist. He suggested me to cut my hair short until my neck and he dyed my hair too with such a striking colour. LOL!! But of course, he did it upon my approval =). At first, I was hesitant, but I was up to the challenge for new, different and fresher look. I was kind of regretting my decision and missed my long, straight, black hair. But, now I kind of liking my new hairstyle. I looked different. So...I will show you guys my new photos with the new hairstyle soon ;-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, I went to Kanisius Catholic Chapel. It was said that many people solemnised their weddings at this Chapel. I was there for offering rehersal. There were altogether 3 couples : 3 girls and 3 boys to bring the offering. Hmmm...I was the one who would carry the bread, passed it to the bride, and the bride would passed it to the Pastor. Hmm I don't know how to describe this one hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 3 : Friday, 9th June 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a tradition for us, Chinese, for the family members or friends to bring the bride's stuffs to the groom's house. Then, we would be served with lunch. Hehehe..the grilled chicken and "rujak pengantin" was delicious =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 4 : Saturday, 10th June 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to join my cousin for pedicure and manicure. However, all the manicurists and pedicurists were engaged. They could not attend to anymore clients. So, I stayed at home to do some studies for my exam on the 14th June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, we were having the bride's farewell dinner before the wedding day. All of my cousin's family members from her mother side turned up. And of course, our family too from Ujung Pandang. There were about 15 of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner, we moved to stay at four star hotel, Millenium Hotel. The Bride, her sister and my aunty were staying at five star hotel, Intercontinental Hotel. My cousin would "guo men" from the hotel on the next day cos the road in front of my uncle's house was dirty. They afraid it would dirty my cousin's wedding dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 5 : Sunday, 11th June 2006 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, the big day. In the morning, the groom met my cousin at the hotel suite, followed by tea ceremony and photo session at the function room. After that, we all went to the Kanisius Chapel for wedding solemnisation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had really hectic scheduele. Not long after the church thingie, me and my other cousins went to King Foto to do our make up and hairstyle. I like the way I looked...nice hairstyle and make up done by the beautician =D. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we were done with the make up, we go back to my uncle's house to get changed into our night gown. Then, we went back to the Intercontinental Hotel again for the wedding ball. Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaa really hectic scheduele!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I looked good with my red dress. And I received quite a number of compliments =D. However, looking good did not mean I was comfortable with my dress. I was constantly worried that my dress would just slipped off from my body and revealing my bust area. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, unfortunately, I didn't have ample "asset" to fill up the dress wakaka...Haha anyway, the high heels also hurts. That was because we need to stand up most of the time. It was a buffet ball with very limited chairs around. You just had to stand while you were eating. And it was a longgggg queue to get your food because too many people were being invited for the ball. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ceremony was wrapped up with the finale when my cousin throw her wedding bouquet. There were altogether 3 bouquets to our surprised!! I never thought of it. Hmm unfortunately, I didn't get to catch the bouquet hikssssss ='(. Hmm perhaps I will get it next time =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My elder cousin, whom is the bride's big sister, a stranger guy and my other cousin got the bouquets. My elder cousin got the bouquet with a message that she will marry next year. I'm glad for her and hopefully the message do come true for her =). As for me, I don't know....perhaps, long way to go. But, it's okay...I can still wait =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I think it was a successful and joyous occasion. And I wished my cousin and her husband all the best in their marriage =D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-115013040762350795?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/115013040762350795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=115013040762350795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115013040762350795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/115013040762350795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/06/it-feels-good-to-be-home-again.html' title='It Feels Good To Be Home Again!!'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114947606802690899</id><published>2006-06-05T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T10:54:28.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kala Cinta Menggoda</title><content type='html'>Sejak jumpa kita pertama&lt;br /&gt;Kulangsung jatuh cinta&lt;br /&gt;walau kutahu kau ada pemiliknya&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ku tak dapat membohongi hati nurani&lt;br /&gt;Ku tak dapat menghindari gejolak cinta ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka ijinkanlah aku mencintaimu&lt;br /&gt;Atau bolehkan aku sekedar sayang padamu &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang serba salah rasanya&lt;br /&gt;Tertusuk panah cinta&lt;br /&gt;Apalagi aku juga ada pemiliknya&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ku tak mampu membohongi hati nurani&lt;br /&gt;Ku tak mampu menghindari gejolak cinta ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka maafkan jika ku mencintaimu&lt;br /&gt;Atau biarkan ku mengharap kau sayang padaku &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loro wuyung laraning (sakit yang paling sakit)&lt;br /&gt;Ora koyo wong kang nandang wuyung (tidak seperti orang yang jatuh cinta)&lt;br /&gt;Mangan ra doyan, ra jenak dolan (makan tidak enak tidak tenang main)&lt;br /&gt;Neng ngomah bingung (di rumah risau)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe this is a song by Crisye - Kala Cinta Menggoda. An old song but that's me, I like oldies hehe. Anyway, I think the song lyrics is very very sweet. "Maka maafkan jika ku mencintai mu..atau biarkan ku mengharap kau sayang padaku ". Can I hope for you to like me too? Hehehe...Ahhhh you are simply irresistible =P. You make me "mangan ra doyan, ra jenak dolan, neng ngomah bingung" =P. Oh yeah..but the thing is..I'm nobody's girl =P. Hahaha and as I know, you too, nobody's guy. It just that..you like somebody else hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, no time to think about kala cinta menggoda hihihi. Must concentrate for tomorrow's CF exam ;-). Jia you vinalee =P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114947606802690899?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114947606802690899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114947606802690899&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114947606802690899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114947606802690899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/06/kala-cinta-menggoda.html' title='Kala Cinta Menggoda'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114930098683542742</id><published>2006-06-03T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T10:16:26.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Way to Go Corporate Finance on 6 June</title><content type='html'>Huaaaaaaaaa 2 more exams to go. Corporate Finance exam is on 6th June. Which is the day the devil born 06-06-06 hahaha... I just hope nothing bad will happen on that day =P. I dislike CF sooo much and it's getting harder for me to revise this subject each day. But I will try my best...hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago I had a nightmare. I dreamt that I failed my exam!!!! But the subject was nothing to do with the subjects that I took in school...It was something about environment stuffs. But still, I just hope this dream will not come true!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114930098683542742?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114930098683542742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114930098683542742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114930098683542742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114930098683542742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/06/way-to-go-corporate-finance-on-6-june.html' title='Way to Go Corporate Finance on 6 June'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114921315270289363</id><published>2006-06-02T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T09:52:32.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Old Lady</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I went for dinner at A Korean restaurant at Excelcior with my 2 cousins. While waiting for a bus to go home, there was an old lady who approached me and asked me in mandarin whether I've got 80 cents. She dressed well but she is very skinny and there is a big tumour on her neck. I gave her $1 since I didn't have 80 cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My question to you guys is that, will you give money to someone who asks you for it? Hmm...in my own experience, I always give "those" people money. Am I just being too kind? Hehehe I don't know. But I've been doing it since my secondary school days. Hmmm...I think it depends on the person whether she/he needs it and whether he/she deserves it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in secondary 3, an old man asked me for $2. It happened at MRT station. He looked haggard and he claimed he had not eaten for days. So I gave him $2, and an aunty scolded me for doing so. She said in mandarin that I shouldn't help him cos "those" people like to cheat others' money by making us pity them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether "those" people out to cheat my money or not. Afterall, what they asked is not a big sum and what harm will it be to give a little to help others? Whether "those" people cheat me, or they really need help, I already did what I could to help. So, for "those" people who cheated me, hehe I could do nothing about it. However so far, I think all those people who asked me for money really need help hmmmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114921315270289363?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114921315270289363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114921315270289363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114921315270289363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114921315270289363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/06/old-lady.html' title='An Old Lady'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114904415611915805</id><published>2006-05-31T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T20:30:52.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final Exam 2 : Marketing</title><content type='html'>Huaaa..at last this is the day. It is about 3 hours away to my exam time. Honestly, I'm very worried and scared now. I wish there is someone to comfort me right now. But, I guessed I just have to comfort myself then....Thanks to all friends who wish me luck for my exam. I will update you guys again, later in this afternoon on how I perform for my marketing exam. I just hope everything turns out fine for me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;(Updating ---&gt; after exam)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm I don't know how my results turn out to be. During the exam, I just answer the best I could by applying what I remember. I hope I can pass the exam hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114904415611915805?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114904415611915805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114904415611915805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114904415611915805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114904415611915805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/05/final-exam-2-marketing.html' title='Final Exam 2 : Marketing'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114895703388157476</id><published>2006-05-30T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T10:43:53.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Minutes</title><content type='html'>After some time I've finally made up my mind&lt;br /&gt;She is the girl and I really want to make her mine&lt;br /&gt;I'm searching everywhere to find her again&lt;br /&gt;To tell her I love her&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sorry 'bout the things I've done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find her standing in front of the church&lt;br /&gt;The only place in town where I didn't search&lt;br /&gt;She looks so happy in her wedding dress&lt;br /&gt;But she's crying while she's saying this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy I missed your kisses all the time but this is&lt;br /&gt;Twenty five minutes too late&lt;br /&gt;Though you travelled so far boy I'm sorry you are&lt;br /&gt;Twenty five minutes too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against the wind I'm going home again&lt;br /&gt;Wishing be back to the time when &lt;br /&gt;we were more than friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still I see her in front of the church&lt;br /&gt;The only place in town where I didn't search&lt;br /&gt;She looks so happy in her wedding dress&lt;br /&gt;But she's cried while she's saying this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy I missed your kisses all the time but this is&lt;br /&gt;Twenty five minutes too late&lt;br /&gt;Though you travelled so far &lt;br /&gt;Boy I'm sorry you are&lt;br /&gt;Twenty five minutes too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out in the streets&lt;br /&gt;Places where hungry hearts have nothing to eat&lt;br /&gt;Inside my head&lt;br /&gt;Still I can hear the words she said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still hear her said....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Learns To Rock (MLTR) is a true crooner! They are famous because of the love song in their albums. All of them are mostly nice but still, I like "25 Minutes" the most. From the song, we all know that it's too late for the man cos the woman that he loves married to another guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm sometimes I wonder, if this is so, that means the woman is still in love with the guy even though she married somebody else?? I don't know who is in the wrong. But I guessed, I just want to say, treasure the one you love. You will never know how much you love someone when you already lost him/her. Hmm...guys, better confess your love before it's too late then hahaha =P. And remember to include church in your search muahahahaha =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ps: I hope the scenario in the song will never happen to me. Or else, it will be such a tragedy and sad story =P )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114895703388157476?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114895703388157476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114895703388157476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114895703388157476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114895703388157476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/05/25-minutes.html' title='25 Minutes'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114880878985584809</id><published>2006-05-28T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T17:33:09.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another New Discovey @ Sunday School</title><content type='html'>In Sunday School, there are many duties such as worship leader, singer, musician, usher and many more. Most of the time, I'm assigned to be an usher. As an usher, it is my job to stand by at the escalator to greet &amp; give candies to the children who are coming to Sunday School. In addition, I also need to persuade those kids who don't want to come to Sunday School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I didn't have any candies. So I thought I just went and greet the kids without any candies. But then, there was a lady who gave me a bag of lollipop at the escalator. She said those candies were for the kids and she wanted me to distribute the lollipops to the kids. Wuahhh!! It's sooo amazing =D. I didn't know whether it was God who provide for us or it was just a coincidence. Anyway, I'm very grateful for that =). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another job of usher is to accompany the children if they want to go to the toilet. It happened that I need to accompany a little boy by the name of Ethan. He is a three-year-old cute, chubby and hyperactive boy hehehe =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I wanted to assist him to pee. However, he told me that he can managed. By the time he went out of the toilet, all of his underwear, pants and socks were wet!! Ohh Goshh...I kind of panicked because I thought he didn't have extra underwear and pants. So, I used the hand dryer to dry his wet pants. Luckily, there was another Sunday School teacher in the toilet who told me to check with Ethan's nanny whether she brought extra pants. Fuihhhh, lucky indeed!! She had Ethan's extra pants!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Sunday School service is still as fun as ever =D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114880878985584809?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114880878985584809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114880878985584809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114880878985584809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114880878985584809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/05/another-new-discovey-sunday-school.html' title='Another New Discovey @ Sunday School'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114861475827510152</id><published>2006-05-26T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T11:39:18.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elegant Elegance...</title><content type='html'>el·e·gan (l-gnt)adj.&lt;br /&gt;Characterized by or exhibiting refined, tasteful beauty of manner, form, or style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm just wonder....hmm I know elegant is one form of attraction to some people. People might be attracted to a lady because she is elegant. Sometimes, I wonder if being elegant is inborned or learned. Anyway, what makes a girl elegant? Is it because elegant is in the eye of the beholder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm I don't know......but somebody told me before that I'm a casual girl hmm. Am I? Hmmm...I wish I can be like a white swan with all the elegance. Yes, perhaps I'm just like a bird that flies in the air hmmmm....I can be an elegant girl if I want to...hmm. Haizzz I don't know what I'm writing.. I guess I just need to be at ease with myself. I just need to be who I am. Honestly, I think I'm more to cute rather than to elegant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a bird is not bad afterall... I can soar through the sky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114861475827510152?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114861475827510152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114861475827510152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114861475827510152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114861475827510152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/05/elegant-elegance.html' title='Elegant Elegance...'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114837941854184937</id><published>2006-05-23T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T18:16:58.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moody's Mood For Love</title><content type='html'>There I go, there I go, &lt;br /&gt;there I go, there I go&lt;br /&gt;Pretty baby you are the soul &lt;br /&gt;that snaps my control&lt;br /&gt;It's a funny thing but everytime I'm near you&lt;br /&gt;I never can behave&lt;br /&gt;You give me a smile and I'm wrapped up in your magic&lt;br /&gt;Music all around me, &lt;br /&gt;crazy music, music that keeps calling me so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby close to you, turns me into your slave&lt;br /&gt;Come on&lt;br /&gt;Come and do with me &lt;br /&gt;any little thing that you want to&lt;br /&gt;Anything, baby just let me get next to you&lt;br /&gt;Am I insane or do I really see heaven in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Bright as stars that shine up above you&lt;br /&gt;In the clear blue sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I worry bout you&lt;br /&gt;Just can't live my life without you&lt;br /&gt;Baby come here, don't have no fear&lt;br /&gt;Oh, is there wonder why&lt;br /&gt;I'm really feeling in the mood for love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me why, &lt;br /&gt;stop to think about this weather, my dear&lt;br /&gt;This little dream might fade away&lt;br /&gt;There I go talking out of my head again so baby won't you&lt;br /&gt;Come and put our two hearts together&lt;br /&gt;That would make me strong and brave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, when we are one, &lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid&lt;br /&gt;If there's a cloud up above us&lt;br /&gt;Go on and let in rain&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure our love together &lt;br /&gt;would endure a hurricane&lt;br /&gt;Oh my baby&lt;br /&gt;Won't you please let me love you &lt;br /&gt;and get a release from this awful misery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is all this talk about loving me, my sweet&lt;br /&gt;I am not afraid, not anymore, not like before&lt;br /&gt;Don't you understand me, oh baby please&lt;br /&gt;Pull yourself together, &lt;br /&gt;got to do it very soon&lt;br /&gt;My heart's on fire, come on and take me&lt;br /&gt;I'll be what you make me, my darling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, pretty baby, you make me feel so good&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you by the hand&lt;br /&gt;Come let us visit out there&lt;br /&gt;In that new promised land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there we can find&lt;br /&gt;A good place to keep a lovin' state of mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm so crazy mama&lt;br /&gt;Never knew what love was all about&lt;br /&gt;James Moody would you come on hit me, &lt;br /&gt;you can blow now if you want to, &lt;br /&gt;we're through....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite a lengthy and wordy song by Brian McKnight feat Rachel Farrell - Moody's Mood For Love. However, I still like it though. The music at the intro part really superb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114837941854184937?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114837941854184937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114837941854184937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114837941854184937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114837941854184937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/05/moodys-mood-for-love.html' title='Moody&apos;s Mood For Love'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114812767922929816</id><published>2006-05-20T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T20:34:19.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy To Serve The Lord</title><content type='html'>Among all days in a week, I always anticipate Saturday and Sunday. This is because on these two days, I can meet up with my brothers and sisters in Christ. We can pray and praise the Lord as well as held our meeting together. It has always been a joy, pleasure and blessings to serve the Lord in the Sunday School Ministry. I always feel something is missing if I don't attend the meeting or service. To put it simply, I'm committed in serving the Sunday School Ministry and I just hope my passion is strengthen each day =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was once in my lowest and saddest times back in year 2004. I did prayed to Lord but not whole heartedly. But then, in the late 2004 I realised that I need to seek His face and presence closely. That was when I started to go to church and soon after, Shelly asked me to be a Sunday School teacher. Until now, I know that was the moment in my life when God called me and made me realise that He always there for me. I guessed this is the answered prayer that I always pray for =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, perhaps I might appear bragging or what so ever. But, I really can feel that He is real. He never once leave me. I just hope that my faith in Him will grow each day and I shall not waver because we live by faith and not by sight =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear friends, I want to share a poem. Actually, I had shared this poem many times. But I just want to share it again. I find that this poem is very inspirational. And I paste this poem on my bedroom wall to remind me of Him during my trials and sufferings =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Footprints in The Sand (by Mary Stevenson)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night a man had a dream. He dreamed he was walking along the beach with the LORD. Across the sky flashed scenes from his life. For each scene, he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand: one belonged to him and the other to the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the last scene of his life flashed before him, he looked back at the footprints in the sand. He noticed that many times along the path of his life there was only one set of footprints. He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest times in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really bothered him and he questioned the LORD about it. "LORD, you said that once I decided to follow you, you'd walk with me all the way. But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life, there is only one set of footprints. I don't understand why when I needed you most you would leave me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LORD replied, "My precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114812767922929816?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114812767922929816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114812767922929816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114812767922929816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114812767922929816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/05/joy-to-serve-lord.html' title='Joy To Serve The Lord'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114791603479935081</id><published>2006-05-18T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T09:33:54.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cast Your Cares</title><content type='html'>I always read my bible everynight but lately for the past 2 weeks, I make a point to read it when I wake up in the morning. I think it's a good practice because usually when I read my bible at night, I'm already sleepy and I can't really concentrate on what I read. Hence, nothing much I learn from the bible =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I just want to share a quote from the bible that leaves a deep impression in me. Hope this quote will inspire all of us =). &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;It is taken from Book of Psalm 55 : 22. It says ," Cast your cares on the LORD and he will sustain you; he will never let the righteous fall". If you read the Bible in Indonesian version, then you may open Kitab Mazmur 55 : 23. This is what it says ," Serahkan kuatirmu kepada Tuhan, maka Ia akan memelihara engkau! Tidak untuk selama - lamanya dibiarkan Nya orang benar itu goyah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit, I worry a lot. Yeah, this quotes really enlightened me. I want to cast all my cares to Lord =). I also want to share a Sunday School song to all of you. I really like this song. It's a simple song, easy to sing but of course with a big impact hehe...If you interested in the song, you can always ask me to teach you =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cast my cares upon You&lt;br /&gt;I lay all of my burdens, down at Your feet.&lt;br /&gt;In anytime, I don't know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;And I will cast all my cares upon You.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to cast my cares upon You LORD!!!! =D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114791603479935081?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114791603479935081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114791603479935081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114791603479935081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114791603479935081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/05/cast-your-cares.html' title='Cast Your Cares'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114783672110415483</id><published>2006-05-17T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T11:46:31.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming Of You 2</title><content type='html'>Wuahh..this is my second time dreaming of you!! I didn't know what came over me that I dreamt of you again last night hmmm...Perhaps, I just like you soooo much =). Hmm if only my wish and dreams come true. Will it be?? My dreams of you were sooo sweet and how I wish those dreams just go on and on and never stop. I wish those dreams are reality too. However, I guessed it is just my wishful thinking.. =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of me dreamt about you and I, too. He said in his dream, he saw you and I were walking and you hugged me closely and tenderly. Wuahhhh what a dream man!!! HAahhhaha...I know, it's insane =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha yeah, everytime I remember my friend's dream, I can't help but smile sweetly. That's because my friend's dream is very very sweet =D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114783672110415483?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114783672110415483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114783672110415483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114783672110415483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114783672110415483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/05/dreaming-of-you-2.html' title='Dreaming Of You 2'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114779349150361350</id><published>2006-05-16T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T23:31:31.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marketing VS Corporate Finance</title><content type='html'>Lately, I've been studying for my Marketing subject. Hmm I know that the exam is on 31st May and seems like it's a long way to go huh?? But, the truth is I'm running behind of scheduele. The following exam will be on 6th June which is Corporate Finance (CF) paper, the subject that I disliked the most =(. I'm thinking of studying 1 week for marketing and 1 week for CF then back again to Marketing for my quick recap. In my opinion, if I start study from 31st May to 6th June for my CF, I think I will not be able to cover my study materials hmm...I just hope my plans will work out =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to spend more time to understand my CF materials because I never revise on that. Haizzz...I really disliked CF and I just can't make sense of this subject. To me, the subject is very business styled and rigid. When you answer the questions on CF you need to apply exactly like what you have studied from textbook or notes. Hmm I think marketing and International Business are much better because you can bring in your idea and as long as the idea does make sense, the examiner will award you the marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, CF is not exactly a tough subject for those with good memory brain power. You can just memorized all the theory and just "cough out" everything during exam and there, definetely you earn your marks. However, I admit, I have good memory on people's birthday, people's name and story about people but my memory could not compromise on study stuffs LOL. I guessed it depends whether it interests me or not =P. Perhaps, I can simply say, I disliked CF hehehe =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!! Way to go Vina Lee =D. Jia YOuuu!! Hacha hacha!! Gambatteneeee...Don't you dare to give up cos it's not even half of the battle won ;-).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114779349150361350?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114779349150361350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114779349150361350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114779349150361350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114779349150361350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/05/marketing-vs-corporate-finance.html' title='Marketing VS Corporate Finance'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114770197442826972</id><published>2006-05-15T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T22:25:01.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>爱我别&amp;#36208</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#25105;&amp;#21040;&amp;#20102;&amp;#36825;&amp;#20010;&amp;#26102;&amp;#20505;&amp;#36824;&amp;#26159;&amp;#19968;&amp;#26679;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#22812;&amp;#37324;&amp;#30340;&amp;#23490;&amp;#23518;&amp;#23481;&amp;#26131;&amp;#21483;&amp;#20154;&amp;#24754;&amp;#20260;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#25105;&amp;#19981;&amp;#25954;&amp;#24819;&amp;#30340;&amp;#22826;&amp;#22810;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#22240;&amp;#20026;&amp;#25105;&amp;#19968;&amp;#20010;&amp;#20154;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#36814;&amp;#38754;&amp;#32780;&amp;#26469;&amp;#30340;&amp;#26376;&amp;#20809;&amp;#25289;&amp;#38271;&amp;#36523;&amp;#24433;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#28459;&amp;#26080;&amp;#30446;&amp;#30340;&amp;#22320;&amp;#36208;&amp;#22312;&amp;#20919;&amp;#20919;&amp;#30340;&amp;#34903;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#25105;&amp;#27809;&amp;#26377;&amp;#20320;&amp;#30340;&amp;#28040;&amp;#24687;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#22240;&amp;#20026;&amp;#25105;&amp;#22312;&amp;#24819;&amp;#20320;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#29233;&amp;#25105;&amp;#21035;&amp;#36208;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#22914;&amp;#26524;&amp;#20320;&amp;#35828;&amp;#20320;&amp;#19981;&amp;#29233;&amp;#25105;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#19981;&amp;#35201;&amp;#21548;&amp;#35265;&amp;#20320;&amp;#30495;&amp;#30340;&amp;#35828;&amp;#20986;&amp;#21475;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#20877;&amp;#32473;&amp;#25105;&amp;#19968;&amp;#28857;&amp;#28201;&amp;#26580;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a nice song by &amp;#24352;&amp;#38663;&amp;#23731 - &amp;#29233;&amp;#25105;&amp;#21035;&amp;#36208. I like it...Hmm...Love Me Don't Go, that's the direct translation in English hehehe =P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114770197442826972?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114770197442826972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114770197442826972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114770197442826972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114770197442826972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/05/36208.html' title='&amp;#29233;&amp;#25105;&amp;#21035;&amp;#36208'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114759317794382252</id><published>2006-05-14T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T15:53:34.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promote Chinese Language And Culture</title><content type='html'>This is my first time in Sunday School communicate in Mandarin with a kid. His mom is Indonesian and I guess his dad is Singaporean. The boy understands English but he prefers to speak in Mandarin. Since other teachers could not speak in Mandarin, my senior asks me to attend to that boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Chinese language and culture is very important. Especially for us Chinese, we should not forget where we come from. We should not forget our roots. I admit, I'm not too fluent in Chinese, but I can speak, listen, read and write a little. Hey, afterall, a little is much better than none right?? That's why I always take the full opportunity to brush up my conversation skills especially when people talk to me in Mandarin. I always try my best to reply in Chinese as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be a shame if we, Chinese could not speak our forefather's language. That is my personal opinion. This is because there are many local Indonesians, or even westerners who can speak fluently. My dear friends, aren't you ashamed of this?? Yes, I'm ashamed of myself for not knowing much of my language and culture. I come from Cantonese background. Yeah, I know, another culture that I need to learn. Haizzz, sadly, my Cantonese is very very limited =(. But I'm willing to learn. I'm going to brush up on my Cantonese for sure =D. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, it ever come across my mind to go to China to learn my language and culture all over again. Hopefully, I can make my plan come true =). Anyone wants to come with me to China to learn??? Hehehehe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114759317794382252?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114759317794382252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114759317794382252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114759317794382252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114759317794382252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/05/promote-chinese-language-and-culture.html' title='Promote Chinese Language And Culture'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114753209974706701</id><published>2006-05-13T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T22:54:59.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll Be Watching You From A Far</title><content type='html'>Today after Sunday School Teacher's meeting, I go to Far East Plaza to meet up with my cousins. We are looking for some accessories and shoes to match with our dresses. It's kind of tiring and stressful to look for stuffs if you don't have much time to spare. Furthermore, we could not find anything at Far east. Hence we decided to go to OG Orchard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness I have found my shoes and it doesn't cost me a lot of money. I think the price and the comfort are worth it. I also managed to find some accessories for my sisters. They asked me to buy some for them. But sadly, I didn't find mine =(. I guess I need to go out another day just to look for my accessories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm anyway, I'll be watching you from a far.... I can only admire and adore you from a far because I just can't get close to you. It's alright because I'm used to giving up hope. What is a big deal of giving up another hope? Ahhhh if only you know what I feel. Perhaps, you do know it but it makes you scared the hell out of me. What can I do if that's the case? I can only walk away quietly and hoping that you just let me watch over you secretly.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114753209974706701?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114753209974706701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114753209974706701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114753209974706701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114753209974706701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/05/ill-be-watching-you-from-far.html' title='I&apos;ll Be Watching You From A Far'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114736457549021984</id><published>2006-05-11T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T00:22:55.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celia Loe</title><content type='html'>Today my cousins and I go to Celia Loe's outlet at Scotts. Our cousin is going to get married in June so we have to buy our evening dress. Honestly, I would love to have more alternatives in choosing my dress by taking my time to go around Singapore, but I don't have much time to spare. I would rather get over it as quickly as possible and that is it. By this way, I would have more time to study at home. After all, my big sister keep asking me whether I had bought my dress or not. Now, she doesn't have to keep asking me =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I go to Daniel Yam's first before going to Celia Loe. However, I find that Daniel Yam's design is too simple and doesn't suit me. Hence, I choose Celia Loe's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm Celia Loe's dress really cost us a bomb, I think. All the dresses at that shop cost $200 plus. However, the good thing is that all the designs only come in one size each. Therefore, no worries about the dress being too commercial. It will be embarrassing to turn up to a wedding party with two people wearing the same dress hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to buy my footwear because my old footwear doesn't match my dress. Huaaaa what a hassle!!! And of course a waste of money!! I'm sure the footwear will cost me quite a sum of money. Furthermore, I still need to buy some stuffs for my family back home. Huaaaa...I'm broke soon =(.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114736457549021984?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114736457549021984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114736457549021984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114736457549021984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114736457549021984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/05/celia-loe.html' title='Celia Loe'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114725668145462187</id><published>2006-05-10T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T18:24:41.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Help Falling In Love</title><content type='html'>Wise men say only fools rush in&lt;br /&gt;but I can't help falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Shall I stay&lt;br /&gt;would it be a sin&lt;br /&gt;If I can't help falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a river flows surely to the sea&lt;br /&gt;Darling so it goes&lt;br /&gt;some things are meant to be&lt;br /&gt;take my hand, take my whole life too&lt;br /&gt;for I can't help falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a river flows surely to the sea&lt;br /&gt;Darling so it goes&lt;br /&gt;some things are meant to be&lt;br /&gt;take my hand, take my whole life too&lt;br /&gt;for I can't help falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;for I can't help falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds familiar? Hahaha this is an oldies song by Elvis Presley - Can't Help Falling In Love. Hmm I think the lyrics does make sense. Once when you fall in love, you just can't help it but to be helplessly in love. Hahaha....I'm hopeless in love cos I can't help it if I fall in love =P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114725668145462187?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114725668145462187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114725668145462187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114725668145462187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114725668145462187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/05/cant-help-falling-in-love.html' title='Can&apos;t Help Falling In Love'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114719274031265930</id><published>2006-05-09T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T18:27:44.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ACTS</title><content type='html'>I think I totally screwed up my accounting exam today =(. Haiz...but what can I do?? There is no use of crying over the spilled milk. The exam venue was still the same as last year, at Expo. However, I noticed that this year the number of candidates has increased tremendously. And I've got a headache looking at those crowd who packed the corridor in front of the exam hall. This mass caused human traffic and it was so stuffy and I could not even move at all!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let me change our topic...enough of exam hehehe.....Every Sunday when I go to church, the church bulletin is distributed. I never took my time to read all those bulletins that I've been keeping for quite sometime. At last, I spent my time to read it and I learned new things. It was about ACTS in prayer. The A stands for Adoration, C for Confession, T for Thanks giving and S for supplication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain briefly about ACTS. It was written in the bulletin that in our daily prayer, we need to include our Adoration to God whereby we praise Him for His greatness, kindness, etc. As for Confession, we need to confess to Him all our wrong doings and sins. For Thanks giving, we need to thank Him for giving us His grace and blessings each day. Lastly, Supplication is for us to make request to Him. It could be for ourselves, our loved ones, friends or for certain matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm I think this ACTS do make sense. So far I had done my ACTS daily in my prayer. But I think I need to improve more on the ACT and less S hahahaha. But hey, honestly,  my Supplications are mostly for others and not for myself. This is because I think it is good for me not to be selfish. I feel that all those people need more prayer than I do...hmmm I just feel that they need someone to pray for them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think praying is an easy thing to do. And, it is not a must but a need. It is essential to maintain our communication with Him because sometimes, there are certain matters that we could not tell anybody but to Him alone =). So far, I never find it hard to talk to Him through my prayer. I even talk to Him while I'm in the shower, or cooking or even when I'm in the public transport. This is because I feel that there is nothing for me to hide from Him and I regard Him as my dad, best friend, and many more.... =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, one down three more to go. I need to get well prepared for my next battle =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114719274031265930?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114719274031265930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114719274031265930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114719274031265930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114719274031265930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/05/acts.html' title='ACTS'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114698758356801454</id><published>2006-05-07T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T15:39:43.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abortion....</title><content type='html'>Again..another crazy dream. I dreamt about an abortion. Someone forced my mom to go for an abortion by telling our family's doctor to tell my mom that there was something wrong with her baby's development in the womb. However, when my mom went for a check up with another doctor, the doctor said there was nothing wrong with the baby. Therefore, my mom refused to go for the abortion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know...I know....all my dreams are getting more insane and absurb each day. Haiiizzzzzzz =(. Perhaps due to the stress. My first exam is on the 9th May. After I woke up from my nightmare, I could not sleep anymore. I was overcome by fear and in the end I just pray in my heart and I fell to sleep again. Hmmmmm....Guys, wish me luck for my exam..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114698758356801454?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114698758356801454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114698758356801454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114698758356801454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114698758356801454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/05/abortion.html' title='Abortion....'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114688480297406567</id><published>2006-05-06T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T11:12:20.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm In Heaven!!!</title><content type='html'>I've got another strange dream last night. I dreamt that my family just got a new house and we just moveed in. The house was veryyyy big and we were sort of busy rearranging the new furniture. But then, I didn't know how, suddenly I was having a different scene in my dream. Somehow, bad people managed to get into our new house and started chasing all of us. I didn't see my mom and my siblings at this part of dream. There was only my dad and I. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad was really a good man. He kept protecting me from the bad people. I was very scared and very worried in my dreams. Somehow, the bad people managed to find my dad from his hiding place and........they tortured and killed my dad huhuhuhu =(. I was left all alone and the kept chasing me out of the house in the middle of the road.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm I think I said my prayer in my heart and there was an angel sent to me from up above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could see an angel flying across the sky and I followed the way she lead. But the bad people kept chasing me. I didn't know why they kept chasing me. I was at a deserted place with not many people and cars around. It was such a big and long road with many trees at the road side. If I wasn't mistaken, the angel told me that she would send a help for me. And then, there was a taxi passed by and I tried to get in but the driver didn't open the door for me!!! But I knew for sure, that was the help that the angel meant. So, I hold on to the back of the car and the car flew across the sky!!!! So high up against the wind and flew up...up....and up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know where the car took me. But somehow, I got to a different place and there were many people around when I reached the destination. When I asked around they told me I was in heaven. Wowww..cool I was in heaven hehehe... Then there was this poster with my data written on it that I was already dead LOL. And there was bed allocation for me and there was a big swimming pool in this so called "heaven". Sadly, I could not find my dad in heaven T.T. Haizzzzzzz....I know my dream was getting ridiculous =P. And, there was a mentor who was going to teach me to play piano. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha what a dream....So guys, is this a good dream or a nightmare??? I don't know...but perhaps you guys might think I'm making up this story about my dream. But I could tell you guys for sure, somehow I can remember my dreams =).Definetely, I like the part of me going to heaven hehehe..but...I wish my dad and my family could come with me too to heaven because I love them soooo much and I want to be with them always =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114688480297406567?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114688480297406567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114688480297406567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114688480297406567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114688480297406567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-in-heaven.html' title='I&apos;m In Heaven!!!'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114680097984864603</id><published>2006-05-05T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T12:06:58.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming Of You...</title><content type='html'>Late at night when all the world is sleeping&lt;br /&gt;I stay up and think of you&lt;br /&gt;And I wish on a star that somewhere you are&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm dreaming of you tonight&lt;br /&gt;Till tomorrow I'll be holding you tight&lt;br /&gt;And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be&lt;br /&gt;Than here in my room dreaming about you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if you ever see me&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder if you know I'm there&lt;br /&gt;If you looked in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Would you see what's inside&lt;br /&gt;Would you even care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna hold you close &lt;br /&gt;But so far all I have a dreams of you&lt;br /&gt;So I wait for the day&lt;br /&gt;And the courage to say how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corazón&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop dreaming of you&lt;br /&gt;No puedo dejar de pensar en ti&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Cómo te necesito&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop dreaming of you&lt;br /&gt;Mi amor, cómo te extraño&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late at night when all the world is sleeping&lt;br /&gt;I stay up and think of you&lt;br /&gt;And I still can't believe &lt;br /&gt;That you came up to me and said "I love you"&lt;br /&gt;I love you too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm dreaming with you tonight&lt;br /&gt;Till tomorrow and for all of my life&lt;br /&gt;And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be&lt;br /&gt;Than here in my room dreaming with you endlessly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of you tonight&lt;br /&gt;Till tomorrow I'll be holding you tight&lt;br /&gt;And there's nowhere in the world I'd rather be&lt;br /&gt;Than here in my room&lt;br /&gt;I'll be dreaming of you tonight&lt;br /&gt;Endlessly&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be holding you tight&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming...with you...tonight!&lt;br /&gt;Endlessly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woowwww...this is a really romantic song by Selena - Dreaming of You. I love this song. Yes, I'm dreaming of you ^^. There are some Spanish words above and I manage to get the translation :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corazón (sweetheart)&lt;br /&gt;No puedo dejar de pensar en ti &lt;br /&gt;(I can't stop thinking of you)&lt;br /&gt;Cómo te necesito (How i need you)&lt;br /&gt;Mi amor, cómo te extraño (My love, how i miss you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooohhhh sooo sweetttttttt!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114680097984864603?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114680097984864603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114680097984864603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114680097984864603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114680097984864603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/05/dreaming-of-you.html' title='Dreaming Of You...'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114662973442361490</id><published>2006-05-03T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T12:15:34.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Report on Sunday School Retreat...</title><content type='html'>Yooo guys, here I am back again to keep you updated!! The retreat was trully fun and definetely extraordinary. I couldn't really explained in detail, but I had seen something which I've never seen before. Hmm...deliverance.....something like that they called it. I was very happy during the retreat even though the schedule was very hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just updated the report on the retreat today because I'm very exhausted when I got home. Like what I had explained above, there were lots of activites and I didn't have enough rest at that time. Hmm even though most of the time we just sit down and listening to seminars....but it's still tiring =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About lodging at Quality Hotel, it's superb. I don't know how many stars it has but I still think it's a nice hotel. It's a thirteen storeys hotel, simple but cater to all our needs from rest to food. But most of the time, we ate our meal from catering. Huaaaaa kind of sick with the huge chicken drumsticks!!! Hahaha...during our last meal, I didn't take the chicken drumsticks anymore. I had enough of them for the past 2 days LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I didn't took any pictures during our retreat, but without doubt the memories will be well kept in my head =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114662973442361490?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114662973442361490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114662973442361490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114662973442361490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114662973442361490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/05/report-on-sunday-school-retreat.html' title='Report on Sunday School Retreat...'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114636064159939605</id><published>2006-04-30T08:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T09:30:41.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Bloomed Rose Bud...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's seminar was fun and definetely went smoothly. However, I just knew that we were not supposed to held any religious activities at residential area. It's illegal and it's abide by the law. Wow...I never knew that until my condominium's manager came and talk to me. But thank goodness, it didn't stop us from carrying out our meeting till the end. But, I just have to take note about it and no more any religious meeting at my condo cos I don't want to get into trouble hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon all of us sunday school teachers will be going to Quality Hotel for our retreat. We will only be back on the first May, at 6 pm. Hope everything will turn out fine during the retreat and....wait for more update from me guys ;-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, let me tell you a story about late bloomed rose bud... This is a simple story that I composed myself. I hope you guys like it =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a gardener who planted a lot of rose seedlings. Come rain or shine, the gardener meticulously took care of the rose seedlings so that they won't be eaten away by the birds. Day by day, the gardener kept watering the rose and fertilised the soil whenever needed. Alas, the rose started to grow from small plant and slowly, into the full bloomed. The roses looked sooo beautiful with their colourful and glorious bloomed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there was only a single rose still in bud. The gardener start to wonder what  was wrong with that rose..Therefore, the gardener decided to give a little extra something to the rose. He gave it extra love and tender care. Slowly, the rose bud started to open day by day and grew more glorious than the rest of the roses in the garden. It has a very rare and unique colour that made it very outstanding. This made you realised how much the gardener treasure this late bloomed rose bud by sacrificing his time, effort, love and care....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys, do you understand what's the morale of the story??? Hehehe...if you don't understand, check it out with me =D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114636064159939605?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114636064159939605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114636064159939605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114636064159939605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114636064159939605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/04/late-bloomed-rose-bud.html' title='Late Bloomed Rose Bud...'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114626958487335289</id><published>2006-04-29T08:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T08:14:26.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughter is a good medicine for everything!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, Shelly, Cumie and I were having dinner at Plaza Singapura. We took some photos because we didn't have much chance to get together. Hahahaha....we had very very good laughs yesterday and I really enjoyed those moments, except that we kept on walking round and round without sitting down and it made my head round and round LOL. Anyway, we got severe laugh and it caused me to have teary eyes. The jokes were really silly and ticklish I can say =D. It has been a long time since I experienced this kind of laughter. I think it's just due to stress and tension of the final exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we, the Sunday school teachers are going to have our meeting at my condominum's function room. I hope it's going to be fun. I hope everything will turn out fine today. Watch out for the new updates from me tonight regarding the teachers' meeting =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114626958487335289?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114626958487335289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114626958487335289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114626958487335289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114626958487335289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/04/laughter-is-good-medicine-for.html' title='Laughter is a good medicine for everything!!'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114601724363447116</id><published>2006-04-26T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T10:07:23.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Answered Prayer 3</title><content type='html'>Wowww...the power of prayer is soooooo amazing and indescribable!!! This is the third answered prayer that happened to me. Truthfully, I never know the prayer could be this powerful. Hahahaha so people, don't hesitate to ask me to pray for you. It's because you will never know, your prayer will be answered ASAP. On the other hand I can tell you, not all prayers will be answered by GOD. He haven't answered my prayer for myself so far. But it's okay..because perhaps my request really takes time. I just keep asking God to give me extra patient because I know I'm kind of impatient for my "top list wishes". One thing for sure, we can't just depends on our prayer. We need to believe and put our effort to get what we pray for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you what I have been praying for. My first answered prayer is that I pray that a friend got his working permit. And God hears me. Not long, my friend got what he wants. Secondly, I pray for Shelly so that she will be accepted in SMU and she will have a job. There....God hears my prayer again. Lastly, I prayed for my senior that her destiny appears. Hahahaha and really, her destiny comes at last =P. And he happened to be another Sunday School teacher whom we like to tease both of them together =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like all good news travel quickly. I've been surrounded by good news lately from people that are dear to me =). I think one day, I will be the one who tell them my joy, my good news. It just a matter of time. And the one thing that most important is that I just have to keep believing and be patient to wait for HIS miracle in my life. I know that if He can show miracles to other people, He, too can show it to me =). GOD you are simply amazinggg!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114601724363447116?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114601724363447116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114601724363447116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114601724363447116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114601724363447116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/04/answered-prayer-3.html' title='Answered Prayer 3'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114580352207957575</id><published>2006-04-23T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T22:49:14.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When You Believe...</title><content type='html'>Many nights we prayed&lt;br /&gt;With no proof anyone could hear &lt;br /&gt;In our hearts a hopeful song &lt;br /&gt;We barely understood &lt;br /&gt;Now we are not afraid&lt;br /&gt;Although we know there's much to fear &lt;br /&gt;We were moving mountains long&lt;br /&gt;Before we knew we could &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There can be miracles&lt;br /&gt;When you believe &lt;br /&gt;Though hope is frail &lt;br /&gt;It's hard to kill &lt;br /&gt;Who knows what miracles &lt;br /&gt;You can achieve &lt;br /&gt;When you believe&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you will &lt;br /&gt;You will when you believe... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this time of fear&lt;br /&gt;When prayer so often proves in vain Hope seems like the summer birds&lt;br /&gt;Too swiftly flown away &lt;br /&gt;Yet now I'm standing here &lt;br /&gt;My heart so full I can't explain &lt;br /&gt;Seeking faith and speaking words&lt;br /&gt;I'd never thought I'd say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They don't always happen when you ask &lt;br /&gt;And it's easy to give into your fear &lt;br /&gt;But when you're blinded by your pain &lt;br /&gt;Can't see you way clear through the rain &lt;br /&gt;A small but still resilient voice &lt;br /&gt;Says help is very near &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows what miracles &lt;br /&gt;You can achieve &lt;br /&gt;When you believe somehow you will You will when you believe&lt;br /&gt;Just believe, just believe &lt;br /&gt;You will when you believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an old song by Mariah Carey and Whitney Houston - When You Believe. Woww...what the divas with powerful vocal range. I used to listen to this song often but I don't really pay a close attention to the lyrics. I never thought the lyrics could be this powerful!!! This song could be my inspiration. Yes!!! I will when I believe!! Just believe and who knows what miracles I can achieve =D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114580352207957575?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114580352207957575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114580352207957575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114580352207957575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114580352207957575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/04/when-you-believe.html' title='When You Believe...'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114572328439186056</id><published>2006-04-22T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T00:28:04.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retreat...Confidence???</title><content type='html'>Next week we will be having our Sunday School retreat. It's 2 days 1 night events from 30th April to 1st May. I'm looking forward to attend the retreat and hoping that through this retreat I can serve and love HIM more. I just want to believe and grow my faith in HIM. We had a meeting to discuss about the retreat. But before attending the meeting, Shelly, Ari and I went for lunch at Ajisen Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...actually I knew Ari when I joined the Sunday School last year, October. Hmm...I just know his name and that's all. We never had a chance to talk. But anyway, I think he is a fun guy after we had a lunch together. He is a guy who is full of jokes and laughter hehehe...which is...nice =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, really looking forward for the retreat. I just take it as a preparation before my final exam. Hmmm who knows GOD will bless me through the retreat and giving me motivation &amp; confidence to work harder and perhaps be a better person =). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I feel that I'm just a girl who lack of her own confidence. If we talk about confidence, someone once told me that confidence play a part in someone's beauty. Hmm... I heard that usually guys are attracted to girls who have confidence in themselves which is...I definetely lacked of. Hmmm just wonder, why I don't have confidence in myself. A friend of mine told me, this is because I haven't really love and accepted myself as who I am. Am I?? Is it true?? I don't know. Perhaps, I have a problem with my self esteem which is I'm a girl with low self - esteem. Somehow, I just want to be real. It isn't cool at all to be standing in the shadow. I want to face the sun and shining as brightly as the sun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha...anyway, what am I writing? It's just another crap. I think it's because it's time to sleep. Vina Lee...out....hehehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114572328439186056?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114572328439186056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114572328439186056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114572328439186056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114572328439186056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/04/retreatconfidence.html' title='Retreat...Confidence???'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114554888295504531</id><published>2006-04-20T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T00:06:21.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accounting</title><content type='html'>Huaaaaaaaaa accounting!!! Why you are such a headache? Or is it because I deserve it cos I always put you aside without reading and understanding you?? Huaaa accounting...please don't be cruel to me!!!! =( Huaaaa I need to spend time to understand my accounting materials. Time is very crucial. I can't imagine my final exam is getting nearer. My mind is running wild everytime I do my revision. I always thought I'm going to fail my exam for sure. This is really bad..hmmm demoralising myself =(. I should pick myself up, buck up and....JIA YOU gal!!! GAMBATTENEEEEE vina san!! Jangan nyerah donk ahhhhhhhh =D. Gimana tuh kalo dari awal udah nyerah duluan???? Beneran nga vina lee banget deh!! Come on be a Vina Lee!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114554888295504531?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114554888295504531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114554888295504531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114554888295504531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114554888295504531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/04/accounting.html' title='Accounting'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114546308550558811</id><published>2006-04-19T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T00:11:25.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aromatherapy</title><content type='html'>I just bought a bottle of aromatherapy oil from body shop. Hmmm I choose rosemary because it's well known for its soothing, calming and relaxing properties. But seems like I couldn't smell anything. Perhaps I put too little oil. Hmmm I just followed what the sales girl from Body Shop said : 1 table spoon of water and mixed it with 2 drops of aromatherapy and burn it using oil burner. I think next time I should put more oil then. I have always want to buy aromatherapy oil so that I can relax in the darkness of my room at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, I also bought relaxing eye mask LOL. Yeap, it's too soothe my tired eyes. Anyway, it's getting late and time to sleep...hmmm...The best sleep is when you play jazz song and you use aromatherapy oil in your room. That will give you the perfect ambience and...I guess you can sleep very soundly =D. Furthermore, it will be much perfect if there is someone that you love beside you....Hahahaha...so much of a fantasy =P. Perhaps....one day =D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114546308550558811?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114546308550558811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114546308550558811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114546308550558811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114546308550558811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/04/aromatherapy.html' title='Aromatherapy'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114538207695114361</id><published>2006-04-19T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T01:41:16.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Andai Dia Tahu</title><content type='html'>Bilakah dia tahu&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang tlah terjadi&lt;br /&gt;Semenjak hari itu&lt;br /&gt;Hati ini miliknya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkinkah dia jatuh hati&lt;br /&gt;Seperti apa yang kurasa&lt;br /&gt;Mungkinkah dia jatuh cinta&lt;br /&gt;Seperti apa yang kudamba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bilakah dia mengerti&lt;br /&gt;Apa yang tlah terjadi&lt;br /&gt;Hasratku tak tertahan&lt;br /&gt;Tuk dapatkan dirinya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mungkinkah dia jatuh hati&lt;br /&gt;Seperti apa yang kurasa&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin kah dia jatuh cinta&lt;br /&gt;Seperti apa yang kudamba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuhan yakinkan dia&lt;br /&gt;Tuk jatuh cinta&lt;br /&gt;Hanya untukku&lt;br /&gt;Andai dia tahu...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my old time favourite song by Kahitna - Andai Dia Tahu. The song is about wanting he/she to know that he/she is falling in love with him/her. Lol..it's a  complicated way of explaining things. Anyway, I always like this song because...the song is simple, sweet and romantic for sure. Hahahaha...I had posted this lyrics before...I think 2 years ago. But never mind, just to remind you guys that this song is still exist!!! LOL. Wuaaaahhhh....what a sweet song! Parapapapa...I'm loving it!! OooOpss....I mixed it up with MacDonalds slogan. LOL...What am I talking about? It's lame and crap hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114538207695114361?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114538207695114361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114538207695114361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114538207695114361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114538207695114361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/04/andai-dia-tahu.html' title='Andai Dia Tahu'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114528954350429002</id><published>2006-04-17T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T23:59:03.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Make Up..</title><content type='html'>Hmmm today my aunt teach me how to apply make up on my face. She said I must learn to put on a little bit of make up since I'm going to be a real lady soon. LOL. The idea of putting on make up is quite fun. I spend a sum of money to buy some make up which is not a small sum..........But really, no regret about spending those money. Hmm...yeap, one day you guys will see me with my make up on hehehe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114528954350429002?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114528954350429002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114528954350429002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114528954350429002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114528954350429002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/04/make-up.html' title='Make Up..'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114520523301585348</id><published>2006-04-16T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T00:33:53.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>It has been long days and I wasn't home for the past couple of days. Huaaaa tiringggggggg!!! I can't elaborate what happened for the past two days. It's a long story hehehe...Even though I'm tired but I think these couple of days events were pretty refreshing and totally a new experience for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114520523301585348?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114520523301585348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114520523301585348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114520523301585348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114520523301585348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114498859202811979</id><published>2006-04-14T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T12:25:16.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Answered Prayer 2</title><content type='html'>Wuahhh another good news. I guess prayer is very very powerful. My good friend, Shelly, has been offered a place in SMU!! Wow..SMU..can you imagine that? Honestly, it's not easy to get to SMU and I never dream of it. It's a prestige University in Singapore. Hahahaha really happy and proud for cellieee. Congrats yahh cellie baby ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I encouraged all of you guys to pray =D. Watch out for the power of prayer ;)!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114498859202811979?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114498859202811979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114498859202811979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114498859202811979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114498859202811979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/04/answered-prayer-2.html' title='Answered Prayer 2'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114483354902297810</id><published>2006-04-12T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T17:19:09.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting Grandma</title><content type='html'>Today after class I went to buy some medicine for my aunty and then pass it to my grandma (from my mom's side). My grandma was here since last friday. Actually, I had visited her on Monday and today I come and visit her again. She was here for medical check up. Hmm anyway, it's a good thing to visit my grandma because I seldom meet her. The last time I saw her was in December last year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed for two hours just to talk to my grandma. My aunty and my uncle are here too. Hmm somehow I feel that I should meet my grandma and accompany her more often. Hmmm I had thought about this for quite sometime. Hmmm I think my grandma must be very lonely without my grandpa around. My grandpa had passed away many years ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should visit her often back home when I'm on my holiday =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114483354902297810?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114483354902297810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114483354902297810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114483354902297810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114483354902297810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/04/visiting-grandma.html' title='Visiting Grandma'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114472628551269619</id><published>2006-04-11T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T11:31:25.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sooo Early!! Hoi..Wat Are You Thinking Gal???!!</title><content type='html'>Hahaha this is something that I need to laugh about. After so long, surprisingly I come to school very early..LOL. My class suppose to start at 11.30. However, some how I mixed up my time table with tomorrow's time table. I thought today's class start at 11.00!! I reached school at 11.05 and quickly go to the Lecture Room. To my astonishment, the class is empty!!! Only the lady cleaner is in the class, busy fixing the OHP projector. LOL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I go downstairs to check with the school staff whether the class has been cancelled. Then the staff told me the class start at 11.30. I come too early!! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha anyway, no harm come to school early. I can still use the time to update my blog =P. I take it as a reminder as well...how I have been late for class often. Hahaaha...I just take it as a punctuality exercise =P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114472628551269619?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114472628551269619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114472628551269619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114472628551269619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114472628551269619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/04/sooo-early-hoiwat-are-you-thinking-gal.html' title='Sooo Early!! Hoi..Wat Are You Thinking Gal???!!'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114450345194589372</id><published>2006-04-08T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T21:37:31.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Drama</title><content type='html'>Today we have worker prayers' and followed by drama rehearsal for Easter's celebration. Hahaha...I act as a pharisee, a bad guy who wants Jesus to be crucify. Anyway, the drama rehearsal is very interesting and hilarious. Most of the time we laugh because of.....funny accent and funny acting. Hmm initially, it's rather disorganised but we managed to be more serious in the acting. As a result, the rehearsal is going pretty well. I think one of my seniors' acting is very good. He is very convincing in potraying himself as a bad guy just like the role he is assigned to. We are going to have another rehearsal tomorrow. I just hope it will be as fun as today. And it will be even better if it's more fun =D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114450345194589372?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114450345194589372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114450345194589372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114450345194589372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114450345194589372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/04/easter-drama.html' title='Easter Drama'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114432269137297168</id><published>2006-04-06T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T19:24:51.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Answered Prayer.....</title><content type='html'>I just remember about something. Hmmm anyway, I've been praying to God for something. Honestly, the prayer is not for me but for someone else. And there is a good news!! The good news is exactly what I have always pray in my prayer!! Hmm I think perhaps God really answers my prayer =). So...my friends out there...don't forget to pray hahaha...There is no harm in praying anyway =P. (PS : Remember to pray for your other friends too!! LOL).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114432269137297168?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114432269137297168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114432269137297168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114432269137297168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114432269137297168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/04/answered-prayer.html' title='Answered Prayer.....'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114431620656721688</id><published>2006-04-06T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T18:07:51.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Rainy Day....</title><content type='html'>Hmm it has been raining for the past few days. Usually, it will rain heavily around 4 pm and stop in about 1 or 2 hours time hmmm....The rain is soooo heavy and it's like looking through  a fog. Everything is covered by the rain...hmmm...Anyway, everytime if it's raining heavily..it will remind me of a song by Vicki Zhao Wei..Yan Yu Meng Meng..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;#25105;&amp;#26368;&amp;#24597;&amp;#26368;&amp;#24597;&lt;font style="color: rgb(225, 10, 1);"&gt;&amp;#28895;&amp;#38632;&amp;#33945;&amp;#33945;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#30475;&amp;#19981;&amp;#28165;&amp;#30475;&amp;#19981;&amp;#28165;&amp;#20320;&amp;#30340;&amp;#36523;&amp;#24433;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#25105;&amp;#26366;&amp;#32463;&amp;#26366;&amp;#32463;&amp;#23545;&amp;#22825;&amp;#21628;&amp;#21796;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#22825;&amp;#22312;&amp;#21741;&amp;#25105;&amp;#22312;&amp;#21741;&amp;#20320;&amp;#22312;&amp;#20309;&amp;#22788;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#24448;&amp;#20107;&amp;#19968;&amp;#24149;&amp;#24149;&amp;#20260;&amp;#24515;&amp;#19968;&amp;#24149;&amp;#24149;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#20320;&amp;#30340;&amp;#30524;&amp;#20809;&amp;#20320;&amp;#30340;&amp;#31505;&amp;#20276;&amp;#25105;&amp;#20170;&amp;#26085;&amp;#23396;&amp;#29420;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#28895;&amp;#38632;&amp;#19968;&amp;#37325;&amp;#37325;&amp;#23665;&amp;#27700;&amp;#19968;&amp;#37325;&amp;#37325;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#20320;&amp;#30340;&amp;#21486;&amp;#21659;&amp;#20320;&amp;#30340;&amp;#27882;&amp;#26159;&amp;#25105;&amp;#24515;&amp;#20013;&amp;#26368;&amp;#30171;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#25105;&amp;#26368;&amp;#24597;&amp;#26368;&amp;#24597;&lt;font style="color: rgb(225, 10, 1);"&gt;&amp;#28895;&amp;#38632;&amp;#33945;&amp;#33945;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#36824;&amp;#35760;&amp;#24471;&amp;#39118;&amp;#38632;&amp;#37324;&amp;#21644;&amp;#20320;&amp;#30456;&amp;#36898;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#26089;&amp;#30693;&amp;#36947;&amp;#26089;&amp;#30693;&amp;#36947;&amp;#22914;&amp;#27492;&amp;#21254;&amp;#21254;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#21448;&amp;#20309;&amp;#24517;&amp;#21448;&amp;#20309;&amp;#24517;&amp;#21644;&amp;#20320;&amp;#30456;&amp;#36898;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#24448;&amp;#20107;&amp;#19968;&amp;#24149;&amp;#24149;&amp;#20260;&amp;#24515;&amp;#19968;&amp;#24149;&amp;#24149;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#20320;&amp;#30340;&amp;#30524;&amp;#20809;&amp;#20320;&amp;#30340;&amp;#31505;&amp;#20276;&amp;#25105;&amp;#20170;&amp;#26085;&amp;#23396;&amp;#29420;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#28895;&amp;#38632;&amp;#19968;&amp;#37325;&amp;#37325;&amp;#23665;&amp;#27700;&amp;#19968;&amp;#37325;&amp;#37325;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#20320;&amp;#30340;&amp;#21486;&amp;#21659;&amp;#20320;&amp;#30340;&amp;#27882;&amp;#26159;&amp;#25105;&amp;#24515;&amp;#20013;&amp;#26368;&amp;#30171;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114431620656721688?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114431620656721688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114431620656721688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114431620656721688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114431620656721688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-rainy-day.html' title='It&apos;s Rainy Day....'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114412164810598238</id><published>2006-04-04T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T11:37:06.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under Tremendous Pressure and Stress</title><content type='html'>I'm back again to my blogging. Lately, I've been posting some song lyrics. It's simply because I guess that's how I exactly feel at that particular moments. Anyway, just put that feeling aside...I put it on hold because my final exam is coming in one month time. I should put my study as a first priority. Honestly, I'm currently under tremendous stress and pressure. Yes, I know it's one month away but I think one month is a very short time frame. I need to buck up and use this remaining one month wisely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my friends are very hardworking. Even though they said the haven't prepared for their final exam but I don't want to believe that. I just think that they had done their revisions right from the start. In a way, this is a good way because I can use it as a motivator hmmmm....Or will it backfire me? Instead of a motivation factor would it be...a stress factor for me?? I don't know. But I'm really under stress now. I'm kind of tired but I can't give up yet till the very last battle. I want to pass my exam!!!! I can't imagine what I'm going to do if I really fail....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully, deep down, I want to be a first class honour. I know, sounds ridiculous...but....I just want to give my best shot. I want to do myself proud. I want my parents to be proud of me so that they will think their money was put in a good use, as a good investment if I can say so. Hmm I realise that I never excell in my studies. I want people to look up at me and show me respect. Hmm....I just want to be like...someone, somebody out there who really...excell...And I'm very proud of that somebody =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114412164810598238?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114412164810598238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114412164810598238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114412164810598238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114412164810598238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/04/under-tremendous-pressure-and-stress.html' title='Under Tremendous Pressure and Stress'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114386031397045649</id><published>2006-04-01T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T11:01:53.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ketika....</title><content type='html'>Ketika kurasakan sudah ada&lt;br /&gt;ruang dihatiku yang kau sentuh&lt;br /&gt;dan ketika kusadari sudah&lt;br /&gt;tak selalu indah cinta yang ada&lt;br /&gt;mungkin memang ku yang harus mengerti&lt;br /&gt;bilaku bukan yang ingin kau miliki&lt;br /&gt;salahkah ku bila&lt;br /&gt;kaulah yang ada dihatiku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adakah ku singgah dihatimu&lt;br /&gt;mungkinkah kau rindukan adaku&lt;br /&gt;adakah ku sedikit dihatimu&lt;br /&gt;bilakah ku menggangu harimu&lt;br /&gt;mungkinkah kau ingin kan adaku&lt;br /&gt;akankah ku sedikit dihatimu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila memang ku yang harus mengerti&lt;br /&gt;mengapa cintamu tak dapat kumiliki&lt;br /&gt;salahkah ku bila&lt;br /&gt;kaulah yang ada dihatiku&lt;br /&gt;kau yang ada dihatiku &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila cinta kita tak kan tercipta&lt;br /&gt;ku hanya sekedar ingin tuk mengerti&lt;br /&gt;adakah diriku singgah dihatimu&lt;br /&gt;dan bilakah kau tau&lt;br /&gt;kaulah yang ada dihatiku&lt;br /&gt;kau yang ada dihatiku&lt;br /&gt;adakah ku dihatimu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another sweet songs that I come across by Maliq &amp; D'essentials - Ketika. Actually it's a hidden track in their album but most people don't know the title. But, hey...right now I know the titled called "Ketika". Yeap...I like this part a lot " adakah ku singgah dihatimu.... mungkinkah kau rindukan adaku... adakah ku sedikit dihatimu". But above all, I guess the main part of the song is the last paragraph. Hmm..nice..nice..nice =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114386031397045649?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114386031397045649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114386031397045649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114386031397045649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114386031397045649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/04/ketika.html' title='Ketika....'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114346124817527960</id><published>2006-03-27T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T20:07:28.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ku Katakan Dengan Indah</title><content type='html'>This is one of my favourite songs from a famous band from Indonesia, Peterpan. Enjoy the lyrics....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku katakan indah dengan terbuka hatiku hampa&lt;br /&gt;Sepertinya luka menghampirinya&lt;br /&gt;Kau beri rasa yang berbeda mungkin ku salah...&lt;br /&gt;Mengartikannya yang ku rasa cinta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi hatiku selalu meninggikanmu&lt;br /&gt;Terlalu meninggikanmu, selalu meninggikanmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau hancurkan hatiku, hancurkan lagi&lt;br /&gt;Kau hancurkan hatiku tuk melihatmu&lt;br /&gt;Kau terangi jiwaku, kau redupkan lagi&lt;br /&gt;Kau hancurkan hatiku tuk melihatmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau membuatku terjatuh dan terjatuh lagi&lt;br /&gt;Membuatku merasakan yang t'lah terjadi&lt;br /&gt;Semua yang terbaik dan yang terlewati&lt;br /&gt;Semua yang terhenti tanpa ku akhiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kau hancurkan hatiku tak tertahan lagi&lt;br /&gt;Kau hancurkan hatiku tuk melihatmu&lt;br /&gt;Kau terangi jiwaku kau redupkan lagi&lt;br /&gt;Kau hancurkan hatiku tuk melihatmu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm again..another heart break song. Kau beri rasa yang berbeda mungkin ku salah...Mengartikan nya yang ku rasa cinta. Tetapi hatiku selalu meninggikan mu..terlalu meninggikan mu. Hmm begitu lah yg kurasa...Bego banget kan yah??? Sudah di hancurin hati nya berkali2...masih mauuu aja di hancurin terus. Tar sampe udah nga ada hati..baru rasa hehehe.. Yah mo gimana lagi. Emank gt sihh org begoooo. Hopelessly in lophh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114346124817527960?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114346124817527960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114346124817527960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114346124817527960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114346124817527960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/03/ku-katakan-dengan-indah.html' title='Ku Katakan Dengan Indah'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114225769405205842</id><published>2006-03-13T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T23:18:23.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Story Part 2</title><content type='html'>Actually, I had written the introduction of my story quite sometime ago. And somehow I don't have any inspiration to write. But hey, at last I had come up with the next part of the story. Hmm somehow, I think the quality of this second part is not as good as the earlier part. I don't know. Anyway, just enjoy the story and feel free to give me some feedbacks on the story =). Here is a little bit of recap in case you guys had forgotten how the story line goes......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Part 1 &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared through the darkness of my room as I lay awake in my bed. I tossed and turn in my bed as the clock ticking its arms to 12-midnight. My head was in a whirl and I just lost in the darkness of my room. A hint of ray from the main road peered through my window pane and it formed a bright spot on the ceiling. I whispered to myself, 'I wish you are here with me.... ,' as I looked outside to the gloomy and starless sky. How I wished I could just tell you everything that went through inside my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Images of the earlier day crept into my head. All those scenes replayed over and over again in my mind. It was not clear though. They were just fragments; as if watching a movie from scratched compact disk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered I was overwhelmed with emotions that I could hardly contain. As I walked aimlessly into the lonely road, my eyes were welled up with tears that blurred my vision. I inhaled deeply down to my lungs to prevent those tears from rolling down, but to no avail. Still in my disbelieved, the mere words were capable to shatter me into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the reality where my body still laid on the bed. At the back of my mind, all those thoughts exhausted me. I refused to recall any of them because it would only inflicted another fresh scar in my already wounded heart. As I closed my eyes to sleep, I decided to let it be a deeply buried memory. My new tale would unfold as the sun greeted me the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Part 2 :&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun teased my tightly shut eyes with its amazing morning glory. I heard a sound that seemed to be from a distance. There, the same sound again, yet grew louder and louder with each passing seconds. "Ugghhh.....what's that noise," I grumbled to myself. I groped around my bed to find that source of noise. " Ahhhh.....I got you!!" and I quickly switched off the alarm clock. I should have taken it as a warning inside my head. However, my head and body could not cooperate with each other. My head told me to hurry and get ready for school but my body refused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sometime, I gathered all my energy to wake up. I walked myself to the bathroom with my eyes half closed. I stepped into the shower cubicle and started the tap water running. The ticklish sensation from the water made me fully awake and refreshed. My mind started to wonder off when I got dressed. I thought that he and I were just like the sun and the moon. We were one of a kind yet so different. The sun and the moon were there to shine the world. The thing was one appeared in the day and the other in the night. How would they ever meet if it were so? Nevertheless, I knew for sure that the moon could not be without the sun. It needed the sun to be able to shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huaaaaaaaaaa.....enough of all this nonsense thinking!" I shouted loudly to chase my thoughts away. I glanced at the clock to realize that it was already 10 o'clock. "Great, I'm late again!" I cursed myself. Without thinking twice, I grabbed my bag and dashed out of my house while shouting my "I'm-off-to-school-everybody". Again, I left my breakfast untouched. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every morning I felt a pinch in my heart. I thought to myself that my mom would be somewhat upset because I seldom took my time to sit down and enjoy my breakfast with my family. It was like not showing my appreciation and respect for what she had done for me. I had no other choice because that was what a dreamer wasted her time on: daydreaming. Moreover, my parents were a little worried about me. They thought that all those novels and TV programmes must have corrupted my mind. Hence, the daydreaming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will make it up to you mom. I promised," I told myself while I kept running towards the bus stop. It was almost like that each morning with a new race against time to reach the school as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup guys...That's how the second part goes. Any comments?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114225769405205842?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114225769405205842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114225769405205842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114225769405205842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114225769405205842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/03/my-story-part-2.html' title='My Story Part 2'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114196987787290988</id><published>2006-03-10T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T13:51:17.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What does it mean????</title><content type='html'>I've got a funny dream....Hahahaa it's kind of ridiculous, crazy, bizzare, and just hope it will not come true though. Even if it does come true, just hope that the reality will be the opposite of the dream!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that I was in my hometown for my long holiday. It happened that my hometown is small and rumour is very easily spread. The rumour was that I especially came to my hometown to declare my love to "that special someone". And while I went swimming with my cousins, "his" mom came over to confront me after she heard about the rumour. Since I wasn't home, she confronted my mom instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got home from my swimming, my mom was infuriated...she was very angry with me. She cried, shouted at me...and even strangled and shook my body real hard. While strangling me, she kept saying ," Why must you get involved with this guy?? This is really embarrassed me when his mom confronted me. I don't even dare to look at her in the eye. From today onwards, you won't have anything to do with this guy...ever...Do you hear me? Do I make myself clear??" And after that, my mom stopped strangled me and she kept crying and crying....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huaaaa after that, I woke up because of that strangle thingie!!! It seems so real man!! Hahaha....yeah I hope nothing bad will happen..Really!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114196987787290988?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114196987787290988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114196987787290988&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114196987787290988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114196987787290988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-does-it-mean.html' title='What does it mean????'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-114059274942150932</id><published>2006-02-22T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T15:19:09.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mockery Exam...</title><content type='html'>Huaaaaaaaaaaa mock exam is coming. So many things to study yet so little time. Somehow, I feel very alarmed because I don't know what I had studied for the past few months. Where was I??? Hehehehe...I believed physically I was there in the class...but mentally and spiritually, definately not LOL =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huaaaaa the clock is keep ticking...and still lots more things to study. Study...study...study until my head burst!!! Benkyo gambatteneeee Vina sannn!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-114059274942150932?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/114059274942150932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=114059274942150932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114059274942150932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/114059274942150932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/02/mockery-exam.html' title='Mockery Exam...'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-113998923072039470</id><published>2006-02-15T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T15:40:30.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>Happy Valentine's Day guys.....I hope all of you had an enjoyable Valentine's day. Hmmm...I think my Valentine's this year is much better than last year. Unexpectedly, I received chocolates from 2 friends and a very sweet and special gift from my good friend, Shelly. Thank youuu soo muchh guys...do you know how happy I am?? =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it doesn't matter whether yesterday was Valentine's day or it is today. We need to bear in mind that it's Valentine's everyday =D. We need to spread our loves everyday. Am I right?? Hehehe...I spread my love by giving some friends cookies in a cute tin =). For those people out there who are still single or their loved ones could not be with them for some reasons, do not feel sad or discourage. It doesn't mean that Valentine's need to be spent with your boyfriend or girlfriend. I still feel blessed for spending my Valentine's with two of my lovely cousins ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago Shelly and her friend, Lina, came to my house. They had a favor to ask from me to teach them to make some cookies and cake for their boyfriends. Woooww... it was very sweet and romantic of them!!! I admit that I felt a pinch of envy. How I wished I could do the same. Yeap, perhaps I can do the same if only.....only if ............................... Anyway, I just hope their boyfriends were touched by their love =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Valentine's day baby....especially for you =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-113998923072039470?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/113998923072039470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=113998923072039470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113998923072039470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113998923072039470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-113947777962102415</id><published>2006-02-09T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T17:40:47.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kejujuran Hati..</title><content type='html'>Guys, I just want to share an Indonesian song lyrics by Kerispatih - Kejujuran Hati. I notice that most of Indonesian songs are nice, especially the lyrics ^^. Enjoy the lyrics guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuakui aku memang cemburu&lt;br /&gt;Setiap kali kudengar namanya kau sebut&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ku tak pernah bisa&lt;br /&gt;Melakukan apa yang seharusnya kulakukan&lt;br /&gt;Karena kau memang bukan milikku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuakui aku merindukanmu&lt;br /&gt;Meski ternyata tak pernah kau merindukanku&lt;br /&gt;Tapi ku tak pernah bisa&lt;br /&gt;Melakukan apa yang seharusnya kuinginkan&lt;br /&gt;Karena memang kau bukan milikku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesungguhnya 'ku tak rela&lt;br /&gt;Jika kau tetap bersama dirinya&lt;br /&gt;Hempaskan cinta yang kuberi..&lt;br /&gt;Semampunya 'ku mencoba&lt;br /&gt;Tetap setia menjaga segalanya&lt;br /&gt;Demi cinta yang tak pernah berakhir..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kejujuran hati yang tak mungkin dapat ku pungkiri&lt;br /&gt;Keinginanku untuk kau tahu isi di hatiku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...nice song but rather sad, don't you guys think so?? Yeap, it's always be a sad story if someone does not love you in return ='(.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-113947777962102415?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/113947777962102415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=113947777962102415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113947777962102415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113947777962102415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/02/kejujuran-hati.html' title='Kejujuran Hati..'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-113871916701455904</id><published>2006-01-31T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T23:02:34.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>First of all, I would like to wish all of you a Happy Chinese New Year. Honestly, I'm getting lazier and lazier each day to update my blog. Sometimes, I think there is no point of keeping this blog. That's because I've got nothing to write since my life is too routine. Furthermore, nothing is special about me, really!! I'm just an ordinary girl with an ordinary life. Hmm sometimes I do wish I've got an extra ordinary life hehehe...Anyway, I'm still me....still the unique me. @#$%&amp;##$ What am I talking about? LOL =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day of new year, me and my cousins went for a dinner at Peony Jade Restaurant, Clarke Quay. The restaurant provided nice food, nice ambience and nice design. I would like to recommend the restaurant to all of you guys. You should go there sometimes =). I took some photos there.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm what about new year resolution??? Honestly, I haven't make any new year resolutions on the 1st January. So, I take this opportunity to make it. Hmm let me see....Actually, I'm contented enough with my life right now. Even though sometimes I feel that I've been missing certain pieces in my life. But I guess, in time I will find all those missing pieces....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a better person. I think I've not been good enough to myself as well as others. I want to make the most of my life doing something useful for example study hard. I know I never take my studies seriously since the last 3 years. I guess, now is the time to show all my hidden abilities LOL =P. I've got to gather all my spirit back!!!! And to do that, I've got to stay away from computers hehehe...I'm going to miss all those long conversations a lot haizzzz...But, can I really bear to do that??? I'm going to miss it as well as the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be more patient. I believed, God will help me in this one. And I'll do my best to do my part on this as well... And another thing, I want to learn to think positively and always look on the bright side of life!!! I'm a pessimist and always think negatively. It's time to cut back on negative thoughts that can harm me mentally, emotionally and physically. Sounds serious huh??? Yeah, I know perhaps I'm just a freak girl..LOL... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm what else? I think I need to have more faith in God.....Last but not least, I've got to keep smiling =D. I think a smile can make a different for me and others =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/435/1600/Picture%20032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/435/200/Picture%20032.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/435/1600/Picture%20052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/435/200/Picture%20052.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-113871916701455904?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/113871916701455904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=113871916701455904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113871916701455904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113871916701455904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-113768433409811494</id><published>2006-01-19T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T12:12:40.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fasting</title><content type='html'>I've been fasting for 3 days since this Tuesday. Today is my last day to fast. Hmm I'm not too sure what's the purpose of the fasting in detail. But, according to the pastor, it is so that more people can be saved and trust more in GOD. I never fast before. At first I thought why I don't give it a shot. Anyway,I just have to do a little sacrifice for the benefit of many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion, fasting is not an easy task, especially for a person like me who never did it before. However, I learned and experienced lots of things through the fasting. I learned about self restrain which I think is a good thing. In addition, patience, which I have to wait till 6p.m to break the fast =P. I hope GOD is pleased with my fasting...hmmm...Anyway, I guessed I still need to learn more about God hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I'm reading a book written by Joshua Harris "I Kissed Dating Goodbye". It's a religion stuff book. I think it's a good book because it enlightened me in a certain areas where I've got lots of questions. In the book, he explained that we often makes lots of mistakes in dating by expecting and wanting everything for all the wrong reasons. He added that we should remain pure in all our relationship and make sure we committed into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I like most about the book is that he mentioned about being single. He said that we should view singleness as a blessing to gain more knowledge, improve ourselves and of course make ourselves closer to God. He also added, what the singles have to do is to be patient. PATIENCE is the key word!! God wants us to wait patiently and just trust in Him! Anyway, the book is very useful =). I can go on and on telling you guys about the book..but it will be much better for you to read the book by yourselves =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup...I think I'm being much patient now. I don't want to rush things because I believed He's in the process of creating that special someone just for me ;-). Remember guys, singleness is a blessing!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-113768433409811494?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/113768433409811494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=113768433409811494&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113768433409811494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113768433409811494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/01/fasting.html' title='Fasting'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-113713176023632529</id><published>2006-01-13T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T13:56:00.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Spore!! Happy New Year!!</title><content type='html'>Woww...this is my first time updating my blog since I came back from my holiday. I've been in Singapore since 3rd of January. However, I don't know what to write in my blog. Hmmm...so many things happened for the past 2 weeks but nothing so special I think. It's all starts from the light at my living room having a wiring problem. That's kind of serious and it really scares me!! Anyway, the problem is fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm what else to say?? I really don't know what else to write. I come upon a song by 98 degrees - Why ( Are We Still Friends). And I like it...Here is the lyrics folks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do almost everything that lovers do&lt;br /&gt;And that's why it's hard&lt;br /&gt;Just to be friends with you&lt;br /&gt;Every time your heart is broken by the fool&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that it hurts me too&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to wipe your tears away &lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you should be with me&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why... why are we still friends&lt;br /&gt;When everything says&lt;br /&gt;We should be more than we are&lt;br /&gt;And tell me why every time I find&lt;br /&gt;Someone that I like&lt;br /&gt;We always end up just being friends &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would hate for you to find somebody new&lt;br /&gt;Who you really love, cause it would mean losing you&lt;br /&gt;But am I a fool not to say&lt;br /&gt;If I'm always scared I'll lose you anyway&lt;br /&gt;Somehow somewhere I've got to choose &lt;br /&gt;No matter if it's win or lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be like your brother&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be your best friend&lt;br /&gt;I only wanna be your lover&lt;br /&gt;When will this end&lt;br /&gt;If I told you that I wanna be in your life&lt;br /&gt;Then you could be the man in mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, that's how the lyrics goes. I change a word...from woman to man. Hmm the lyrics kind of...describing the situation that I'm going through =P. Hehehe just wondering...Why are we still friends?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-113713176023632529?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/113713176023632529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=113713176023632529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113713176023632529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113713176023632529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2006/01/welcome-to-spore-happy-new-year.html' title='Welcome to Spore!! Happy New Year!!'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-113534445106071685</id><published>2005-12-23T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T21:31:30.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Only Wish...</title><content type='html'>Last night I took a walk in the snow&lt;br /&gt;Couples holding hands, places to go&lt;br /&gt;Seems like everyone but me is in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa can you hear me&lt;br /&gt;I signed my letter that I sealed with a kiss&lt;br /&gt;I sent it off&lt;br /&gt;It just said this&lt;br /&gt;I know exactly what I want this year&lt;br /&gt;Santa can you hear me&lt;br /&gt;I want my baby &lt;br /&gt;I want someone to love me someone to hold me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he'll be all I hope in a big red bow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa can you hear me?&lt;br /&gt;I have been so good this year &lt;br /&gt;And all I want is one thing&lt;br /&gt;Tell me my true love is here&lt;br /&gt;He's all I want, just for me underneath my christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting here&lt;br /&gt;Santa that's my only wish this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Eve I just can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;Would I be wrong for taking a peek?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I heard that your coming to town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa can you hear me? &lt;br /&gt;Really hope that your on your way&lt;br /&gt;With something special for me in your sleigh&lt;br /&gt;Ohh please make my wish come true&lt;br /&gt;Santa can you hear me&lt;br /&gt;I want my baby &lt;br /&gt;I want someone to love me someone to hold me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there'll be all the love under the mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my letter reaches you in time&lt;br /&gt;Bring me love I can call all mine&lt;br /&gt;Cause I have been so good this year&lt;br /&gt;Can't be long under the mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well he's all I want just for me &lt;br /&gt;Underneath my Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting here&lt;br /&gt;Santa that's my only wish this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa, that's my only wish...this year! Merry Christmas to all my friends. And to my true love that will be send to me one day....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-113534445106071685?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/113534445106071685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=113534445106071685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113534445106071685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113534445106071685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-only-wish.html' title='My Only Wish...'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-113481723101528259</id><published>2005-12-17T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T19:00:31.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy...Busy</title><content type='html'>I've been soo busy these past few days. I've been busy buying lots of stuffs for my family back home. My home town here I come!!!!!! Hmm kind of tired buying lots of stuffs from different places. And I don't like it if there is a last minute order!! But yeah, I still got all the orders done =). I'll be bringing lots of stuffs tomorrow. I hope my luggage will not exceed the weight limit LOL =P.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-113481723101528259?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/113481723101528259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=113481723101528259&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113481723101528259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113481723101528259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2005/12/busybusy.html' title='Busy...Busy'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-113447893404444782</id><published>2005-12-13T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T21:02:14.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At Last, New Skin Is Up!!!!</title><content type='html'>Hoorayyyyyyy!! At last, my new blog skin is up. I spend a lot of time adjusting it to my liking. Hmmm first time, there are some errors. So...I have to re-do everything all over again. Another thing, since the writing box is small, I need to re-adjust the size of the photos that I had uploaded in my previous entries. Troublesome huh?? Anyway, I just resize the picture for this month's entries. Other pictures, perhaps another time =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy blogging code even though I don't understand about it at all. Hmm all I did was comparing between each skin and then....just follow them hehehe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-113447893404444782?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/113447893404444782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=113447893404444782&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113447893404444782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113447893404444782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2005/12/at-last-new-skin-is-up.html' title='At Last, New Skin Is Up!!!!'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-113423368262712314</id><published>2005-12-11T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T01:05:40.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessed and Loved!!</title><content type='html'>First of all, I would like to thank God for blessing me another 1 year in my life =). I believed what has happened to me is all in God's planned. This year, I don't know why but seems like my 20th birthday is sooo special, even though I don't celebrate my birthday. I feel so blessed and loved. So many friends remember my birthday and well wished me =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo many people to thank, really!! Kartika, Vena, Fenfend, Maristen, lovely Hua Jun San, Vie, Rita, Suryani, Pencyl, Mar, Lym, Fariq, my Sunday School seniors, Shelly, Sanni, Mark..and last but not least, my family of course =D. And all other friends who had wished me but I forgot to mention (if there is any.....). And of course, my other friends who didn't wished me personally... I know you guys must had wished me a happy birthday deep down in your hearts =). I'm greatly touched. I feel sooo special =)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear celliee...your message touched me =). Yup, I know even though you are not with me right now, but your heart is celebrating with me =). And special thanks to Hua Jun san...for you know what ;-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, thank youuu sooo much for sending people that are so sweet, caring, and loving me =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-113423368262712314?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/113423368262712314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=113423368262712314&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113423368262712314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113423368262712314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2005/12/blessed-and-loved.html' title='Blessed and Loved!!'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-113394666017740098</id><published>2005-12-07T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T17:11:00.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing....Testing</title><content type='html'>Hmm I don't know what happen..but my blog is down for 2 days. All the wordings are in a mess...Hmmm anyway, my blog is okay now. Hmm I hope so. But anyway, I'm planning to change my blogskin to the new one. So, just wait and see!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-113394666017740098?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/113394666017740098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=113394666017740098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113394666017740098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113394666017740098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2005/12/testingtesting.html' title='Testing....Testing'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-113302161510795191</id><published>2005-11-26T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T20:51:08.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Friends</title><content type='html'>Tonight, I'm going out with some old friends. I meet up with Lia (who just come from sydney), Kartika, Bryan, Melvin and Gibson. All of them are secondary school friends =). We hang out at Coffee Club, near the cineleisure. That is my first time going to that cafe. Anyway, the drinks over there are damn expensive. Most of the drinks are above $5. The Coffee Club must have make a lot of money!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a fun outing...I enjoy it. Hmm yeah most of the time must speak in English because the three guys don't understand bahasa Indo. But it still fun though =). I can also practice my English!! It has been a long time since I use English to communicate. Most of the time I use bahasa Indo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, almost forget. There is a funny incident when 3 of us girls are walking to the Heereen to meet those guys. There is this a Chinese Indonesian lady who actually approach me and asking me about the skirt that I'm wearing. Yeah, my skirt is kind of unique. She compliments my skirt and actually ask me where I bought it!!! Hahaha I'm kind of surprise because this is never happened to me before. But anyway, I find it amusing =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm we took some pics...But can't really share the pics right now with you guys, because I haven't got the pics from Lia. So...next time then I upload the pics ya =). Here are some of the pics during the early Christmas celebration last week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/435/1600/xmas%20celebration%201a.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/435/200/xmas%20celebration%201a.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/435/1600/xmas%20celebration%28a%29.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/435/200/xmas%20celebration%28a%29.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-113302161510795191?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/113302161510795191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=113302161510795191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113302161510795191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113302161510795191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2005/11/old-friends.html' title='Old Friends'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-113264916818522157</id><published>2005-11-22T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T20:54:32.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kawaii neeeee....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/435/1600/picture%20049.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/435/200/picture%20049.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha..got nothing to do..so just take a pic of myself. Heyyy, I like it ;).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-113264916818522157?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/113264916818522157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=113264916818522157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113264916818522157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113264916818522157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2005/11/kawaii-neeeee.html' title='Kawaii neeeee....'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-113240265058466000</id><published>2005-11-19T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T20:17:30.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep Tight Baby!!</title><content type='html'>Last night I could not sleep well. What I meant is that hmmm not really in my usual deep sleep. I remembered I tossed and turned in bed for hours. When I finally fell asleep, I still woke up at around 4 am and could not sleep back. Haizzzzzzzz what was wrong with me?? After tossed and turned for about an hour, at last I managed to get some sleep. Perhaps, I've been sleeping too much lately because I feel so bored that I don't know what else to do but sleep. Sometimes, the best thing to do is sleep so that I don't have to think anymore. I just have to shut my mind off completely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, not really nothing to do. In facts, I've got sooo many things to do. My homeworks start to pile up. And mock exam is coming. It's from 5th dec - 9th dec. The right thing to do is to finish up all my homeworks and start revising for my exam. However, I'm not in the mood!! Haizzzz......That's why I said earlier, what's my problem?? What's wrong with me????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to go to Jakarta....However, seems like I have to cancel my trip to Jakarta even though I really love to be there....Haizzzz....this is all because of security reason in Jakarta. Yeap, perhaps there will be no riots there but it's better to be safe than sorry....Haizzz....perhaps I will be going to jakarta june next year to attend my cousin's wedding. But...to wait until june next year seems like very looooooonggggggggg!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, It's not good to rush things up. I guess I just have to take it slow but sure.....Perhaps, God has really planned something for me...hmmmm.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-113240265058466000?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/113240265058466000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=113240265058466000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113240265058466000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113240265058466000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2005/11/sleep-tight-baby.html' title='Sleep Tight Baby!!'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-113221293681636680</id><published>2005-11-17T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T15:38:28.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huhuhuhu LATE!!! LATE!!!</title><content type='html'>It has been 3 days I'm late for class =(. Huhuhuhu....today, when I wake up, it's already 9 am. And the class starts at 9.30 am!!! I've got to quickly say my grace, rush for my shower, pull out any clothes from the wardrobe and my bed is still untidy ^^!. It's already 9.20 when I left the house. I thought, it's better for me to walk to school rather than waiting for the bus. However, when I walk half way, the bus passed me!!! DUUUHHHH =(. So, in the end, I reach the school even later. I arrived in the class at 9.45 ^^!!. Hmm but thank goodness, it's not that bad. At least the lecturer haven't explain anything. It just that, I'm panting for air when I reach the class ^^!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm perhaps I'm just lazy. Sleepy head hehehe =P. I've got this bad habit of sleeping back after switching off the alarm clock. I set the alarm clock for 7.20. Usually, I will wake up by 8.30. Hmm lately, I've been overslept!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhuhu.....I wish I don't have to rush to school everyday =(. But, I've been sleeping early!! By 10pm or 11pm I'm already in my deep sleep, playing in the dream land. Ridiculously, I'm still late for class ^^!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-113221293681636680?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/113221293681636680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=113221293681636680&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113221293681636680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113221293681636680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2005/11/huhuhuhu-late-late.html' title='Huhuhuhu LATE!!! LATE!!!'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-113196732113580920</id><published>2005-11-14T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T19:24:12.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Army!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was another early Christmas celebration. However, this celebration was targetted for kids. All of us Sunday School teachers were wearing red T-shirt. Wowww...we were just like red army!!! And another thing, I was very happy because my effort was not wasted. I helped to guide the kids for choir. And they did great job!! I was very proud of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, some parents actually came up to me and thank me personally. Wowww....seems like I'm a very important person. I wasn't trying to be proud but somehow,  I just felt it differently. I felt there is a sense of achievement...I felt that I'm not a useless person and I could contribute for something. I couldn't quite describe my feelings. But to put it simply in one word : HAPPY!!! Yesh...I feel happy, very happy indeed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took some pics, group pics. I mean...us..the Sunday school teachers. But, I don't have it with me right now. I will put up the pics in this blog once I get them =). But too bad, 'someone' was missing from the pic. Hahaha cellieee...you know who I mean *blushhh*.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-113196732113580920?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/113196732113580920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=113196732113580920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113196732113580920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113196732113580920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2005/11/red-army.html' title='Red Army!!!'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-113163379497474601</id><published>2005-11-10T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T22:43:14.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagu Rindu....</title><content type='html'>Bintang malam katakan padanya&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingin melukis sinarmu di hatinya&lt;br /&gt;Embun pagi sampaikan padanya&lt;br /&gt;Biar ku dekap erat waktu dingin membelenggunya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tahukah engkau wahai langit&lt;br /&gt;Aku ingin bertemu membelai wajahnya&lt;br /&gt;Kan ku pasang hiasan angkasa yang terindah&lt;br /&gt;Hanya untuk dirinya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lagu rindu ini kuciptakan&lt;br /&gt;Hanya untuk bidadari hatiku tercinta&lt;br /&gt;Walau hanya nada sederhana&lt;br /&gt;Ijinkan ku ungkap segenap rasa dan kerinduan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-113163379497474601?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/113163379497474601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=113163379497474601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113163379497474601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113163379497474601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2005/11/lagu-rindu.html' title='Lagu Rindu....'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-113154785348342342</id><published>2005-11-09T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T22:56:25.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What A Bad Day!!!</title><content type='html'>Today after class, I go to Garuda Indonesia office which located at United Square to buy some air tickets. Hmm I think Garuda Indonesia is not very proffesional. This is because I called them last week to ask aboout the ticket fare. A staff quoted me with $811. Then, yesterday I went there, a lady staff quoted me with $753 ticket fare but I need to show my passport and student pass. I didn't have it with me so I decided to return today. However, today, they quote me another different price which is $783. Oh gosh...is this how they serve people?? Hmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I go to the cold storage to buy some groceries. I buy the chicken black pepper steak. After walking quite a distance, I reach the bus stop and board the bus. When I'm in the bus, I'm checking my groceries. Ohh my God!!! The chicken black pepper steak is not in the plastic bag!!! Huhuhuhuhuu T.T feel like crying!! I really have a craving for the black pepper chicken steak but in the end I couldn't eat it =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reach home, I'm thinking of eating cup noodles. I already pour the noodle with hot water. But I guess I'm really down with my luck!!! I accidentally spill the noodle on the table!! Hikssssss...there goes my noodle T.T. I ended up cooking instant noodle..Thank goodness, nothing happen with the noodle. The noodle is safe in my stomach now hahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realise something...I think right now is wedding season. My mom call me in the evening telling me that my cousin is getting engaged. She will held her engagement dinner somewhere  in december 2005. Then, I've got another cousin who is getting married in January 2006, followed by another cousin who is getting married in June 2006. Huaaaaaa why people suddenly have a rush in getting married?? I mean, wowww so soon?? And I'm left alone in the shelf, I don't even have boyfriend =(. Pathetic right?? Hahaha...never mind. I'm just kidding. Yeap, anyway, I'm happy for my cousins. Just want to wish them the best in their marriage =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-113154785348342342?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/113154785348342342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=113154785348342342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113154785348342342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113154785348342342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-bad-day.html' title='What A Bad Day!!!'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-113111817895313114</id><published>2005-11-04T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T23:37:58.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bintan Trip Is GREAT</title><content type='html'>Woooowww...this is my first time going to Bintan. I had a great time over there. It was a 3-days-2-nights trip from 2 nov - 4 nov afternoon. Hmm the beach is great. I had a great time playing and swimming at the beach. The water is clear...not murky like other beaches. However, what I disliked was that the Nirwana Resort where we were staying is located far away from the city. It took about 2 hours to reach the city and there was nothing to see or buy in the city. The mall is small, and hmm almost doesn't look like a mall at all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, I was surprised because Bintan is afterall in Indonesia. But, all those transaction there...for food, souveniers, leisure, etc is using Singapore dollars. I heard from the resort staff, the resort is owned by Sembawang holdings. Hmm no wonder using Singapore dollars. But really, everything there is overpriced!!! Unless you go to the city, the price will not be that expensive.... Or you guys can go to Pasar Oleh-Oleh, where the food is cheaper. The price is just like normal charges in Singapore for example a dish can cost about $5-$8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...Overall...I give the Bintan trip a rating of 3/5. I could give a better rating if the things over there is not expensive. Because I realise that anything you want to do over there, you need money. Lots of money!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of my pictures at Bintan. Want to see more? Just click at "my photos" link and look at Album 14(a)&amp; 14(B) =). And just check it out for more updates ya. Still got more pictures ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/435/1600/Picture%20067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/435/320/Picture%20067.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/435/1600/Picture%20061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/435/320/Picture%20061.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/435/1600/Picture%20063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/435/320/Picture%20063.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-113111817895313114?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/113111817895313114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=113111817895313114&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113111817895313114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/113111817895313114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/2005/11/bintan-trip-is-great.html' title='Bintan Trip Is GREAT'/><author><name>Zero-X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08688721155801344094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7234168.post-113033878392073051</id><published>2005-10-26T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T11:09:00.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Day</title><content type='html'>Today, I woke up at 8.30 am and after that I meet shelly at 11.00 am to go Karaoke at Cine KBox. It's totally a new experience for me. I've never been to Cine KBox before. It's fun and I really enjoy it!!! Hahaha I would like to go for karaoke again someday =). After that, we go to play pool....just wondering why I always lose to Shelly!! Hahaha but it's okay. The most important thing is I enjoy myself =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, at night...around 7.30 pm, Shelly and I go to a handphone shop at Far East Plaza. I'm interested in buying Samsung E340 series. This is because my current handphone sometimes 'hang'. However, I need to take a look at the handphone as well as comparing the price. The uncle is very rude. Yeap, I know I'm not buying the handphone yet because I don't bring that much money. Then, the uncle told me 'no money...no talk, end of story. You got money then talk'. Wuahhh, can't believe it. I meet such a nasty person today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm I just wonder, why must he be so rude?? Hmm anyway, I think he won't get a lot of customer if that's the way he serve his customers. I'm kind of embarassed and uncomfortable to be treated that way. Anyway, I won't ever go back to that shop even though he offer the best price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the picture of the handphone that I'm interested in...It's a new launched handphone...not many shop sell this handphone yet...More info about the handphone?? Visit &lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gsmarena.com/samsung_e340-1078.php"&gt;SGH E340&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/435/1600/SGH%20E340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/435/320/SGH%20E340.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/435/1600/SGH%20E340%20%28i%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2829/435/320/SGH%20E340%20%28i%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-113033878392073051?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/113033878392073051/comments/default' 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you're in need of a friend &lt;br /&gt;or a shoulder to cry on &lt;br /&gt;someone there to relie on &lt;br /&gt;I'll be your sunshine after the rain &lt;br /&gt;It's the one thing I won't change &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We known each other &lt;br /&gt;Since I don't know how long &lt;br /&gt;As long as I remember &lt;br /&gt;You were always there &lt;br /&gt;Singing along &lt;br /&gt;There's been some good times &lt;br /&gt;There's even been some sad &lt;br /&gt;But we always somehow managed &lt;br /&gt;To get something good &lt;br /&gt;Out of the bad &lt;br /&gt;Remember, I'll always be there &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say that friends &lt;br /&gt;will come and go &lt;br /&gt;But this thing we have &lt;br /&gt;will always grow &lt;br /&gt;It's just one of these things you know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your sunshine after the rain &lt;br /&gt;When the sky is turning grey &lt;br /&gt;You know that I'm never far away &lt;br /&gt;Sunshine after the rain &lt;br /&gt;Together till 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because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I go&lt;br /&gt;Losing my control&lt;br /&gt;I'm practicing your name&lt;br /&gt;So I can say it to your face&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't seem right&lt;br /&gt;To look you in the eye&lt;br /&gt;And let all the things you mean to me &lt;br /&gt;Come tumbling out my mouth&lt;br /&gt;Indeed its time&lt;br /&gt;Tell you why&lt;br /&gt;I say its infinately true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say you'll stay&lt;br /&gt;Don't come and go&lt;br /&gt;Like you do&lt;br /&gt;Sway my way&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I need to know&lt;br /&gt;All about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's no cure&lt;br /&gt;And no way to be sure&lt;br /&gt;Why everythings turned inside out&lt;br /&gt;Instilling so much doubt &lt;br /&gt;It makes me so tired&lt;br /&gt;I feel so uninspired&lt;br /&gt;My head is battling with my heart&lt;br /&gt;My logic has been torn apart&lt;br /&gt;And now&lt;br /&gt;It all turns sour&lt;br /&gt;Come sweeten every afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say you'll stay &lt;br /&gt;Don't come and go&lt;br /&gt;Like you do&lt;br /&gt;Sway my way&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I need to know&lt;br /&gt;All about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all because of you.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7234168-112999705243222223?l=vinalee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vinalee.blogspot.com/feeds/112999705243222223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7234168&amp;postID=112999705243222223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/112999705243222223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7234168/posts/default/112999705243222223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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