<?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-5229280922662778019</id><updated>2011-09-26T21:51:03.076+08:00</updated><category term='emo rants'/><category term='random sue'/><category term='sad sue'/><category term='family sue'/><category term='MALAYsia'/><category term='silly sue'/><category term='angry sue'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='kdrama'/><category term='2010 reflections post'/><category term='reflections'/><category term='greedy sue'/><category term='fangirl sue'/><category term='scholarship'/><category term='kpop'/><category term='happy sue'/><category term='SHINee'/><category term='travelling sue'/><category term='experiences'/><title type='text'>S U P E R S U E</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-7472407084083111267</id><published>2011-08-07T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T01:48:08.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random sue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo rants'/><title type='text'>it's a mirac... no it's just me.</title><content type='html'>so heya, i'm back in taiping for four weeks already. and yes, i am rotting at home. and no, i'm not having my semester break, i'm actually waiting for my degree to start. (if i hear that "why are you in taiping?" question one more time... i'm... not going to do anything actually)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did i want to blog about anyway? my four weeks of moping and tumblr-ing has taken a toll on my brains to be quite honest. not that i hate rotting at home, i rather enjoy having absolutely no assignments, no deadlines, &lt;strike&gt;no bitches to deal with,&lt;/strike&gt; not thinking about what to eat/cook/buy for meals and being with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah yes, i realised what i wanted to &lt;strike&gt;crap&lt;/strike&gt; blog about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-size: x-large;"&gt;CHANGE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i put them in&amp;nbsp;florescent&amp;nbsp;letters so that you get what i meant, which is&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-size: x-large;"&gt;CHANGE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cutting to the chase, i've realised (after a hell-a-lot of late-night-cannot-sleep-brain-too active moments and random genius moments) that i've changed a lot after all these time after high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;yes, you may cue the "duhhhh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the problem here is that i felt that i've changed for the worst. i'm sure there will be certain people that can assure you of that. along with the tsunami that was my addiction towards &lt;strike&gt;good looking korean men and songs with beats and hooks that will never escape your mind with mind-boggling concepts like ballad hip-hop or &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strike&gt;lucipah&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;kpop, my tolerance towards things that annoy me and disagrees with my POV has decreased to a relatively low and dangerous level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i honestly don't know if you will be able to understand that, but it's my blog so whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;college life has milked a lot of the &lt;i&gt;good sue&lt;/i&gt; out of me. yes, i meet new people, but amongst these new people, a large portion of these people find me weird because 1) i happen to not speak the same language as them, 2) i go to school looking like i just woke up (which isn't that far from the truth) and 3) they don't like the way i dress(!). and to makes things worse, they decide that the way i dress does not match my grades, so i am a detestable person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please please tell me the logic behind this.&lt;br /&gt;and if you think "&lt;i&gt;eihhh&lt;/i&gt; she's just over thinking things", guess what, it IS 100% true (cross my heart and swear on my SHINee CDs). and they find fault in every single female who is close to boys in the course. the best thing is that they're not satisfied with just talking behind your back, they go all out to hate you. (they called one girl a 'slut', 'cheap' and '&lt;i&gt;hiao&lt;/i&gt;' for talking to a guy. talking.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dealing with this kind of people is frustrasting. plus the fact i feel like i'm walking into China everyday when i enter class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i become snarky. sarcastic. and short-tempered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm hating all this negative change that is happening to me. (crossing my heart again) it already caused a domino effect on a problem which has now evolved to something i associate with guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm trying to be nicer now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but change is not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'll try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cross my heart and swear on my SHINee CDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mood : reflective&lt;br /&gt;listening to : Break It - Miss A&lt;br /&gt;craving for : chocolate fudge cake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-7472407084083111267?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7472407084083111267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=7472407084083111267' title='1 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random sue'/><title type='text'>my blog is not dead, it's just in a coma while i explore tumblr like a boss.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-3917668802238661658?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3917668802238661658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=3917668802238661658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/3917668802238661658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/3917668802238661658'/><link 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go and dig my grave further and further down by writing another lenghty essay about this. but i just thought that this is one of THE important events of 2010 that i won't forget and just HAD to put it into the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so until i learn how to private the post, i'm just going to leave it at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;4. i lost a friend to social network&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-268139103087177827?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/268139103087177827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=268139103087177827' title='0 Comments'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-4183836304424834338</id><published>2011-01-24T20:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T12:29:58.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010 reflections post'/><title type='text'>that cliched 2010 post : #3 K-Pop</title><content type='html'>i take a moment to run away from all the serious happenings to a happier, &lt;em&gt;shinier &lt;/em&gt;note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. i embraced the Korean Pop culture&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TT1r7qcEJKI/AAAAAAAAAdA/jQ67iHvvcjQ/s1600/edjae.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TT1r7qcEJKI/AAAAAAAAAdA/jQ67iHvvcjQ/s320/edjae.bmp" width="236" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;i can't agree more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;don't ask how. don't ask me when. don't ask me why. because i myself have no idea why. after all, i (eventhough i am a hardcore K-Pop shipper) have to admit Korean Pop is (to a certain extent) recycled American Pop music at it's best.&lt;strike&gt; *cough* and it doesn't hurt that Korea seem to be populated with so many good looking idols *cough*&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TT1uAdvV5SI/AAAAAAAAAdI/tB4e8KtJ9jM/s1600/tumblr_l75ue3oJXX1qa4uc1o1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TT1uAdvV5SI/AAAAAAAAAdI/tB4e8KtJ9jM/s320/tumblr_l75ue3oJXX1qa4uc1o1_400.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;i try to lie to myself wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;K-Pop is a form of escapism for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;homesick? laugh at k-pop macros. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;sleepy? listen to k-pop in class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;emo? listen to random DBSK sad ballads and cry eventhough i don't understand a thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;when i like something, i immerse myself completely into it. there's just so many new things to see and hear in this &lt;em&gt;world&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;and the variety programmes that Koreans come up is HI-LA-RIOUS. i think this is the first time i've seen a&amp;nbsp;talkshow in a &lt;em&gt;changing room&lt;/em&gt;. and it's surprisingly&lt;strong&gt; okay&lt;/strong&gt; when they cross-dress.&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; (in fact delusional fans find it rather...&lt;em&gt; adorable&lt;/em&gt;) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;it's just... different new world &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*cues "a whole new worlddddddddddddddd"*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;and amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;and i'm just going to stick with it for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-4183836304424834338?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4183836304424834338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=4183836304424834338' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/4183836304424834338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/4183836304424834338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2011/01/that-cliched-2010-post-2-k-pop.html' title='that cliched 2010 post : #3 K-Pop'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TT1r7qcEJKI/AAAAAAAAAdA/jQ67iHvvcjQ/s72-c/edjae.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-5464449262447839762</id><published>2011-01-22T22:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T22:12:58.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010 reflections post'/><title type='text'>that cliched 2010 post : #2 THE scholarship issue</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;2. i received and gave up a scholarship.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i grew up listening to tall tales of people receiving scholarships like it was as easy as plucking a rose out of a rosebush. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until you start to realise that roses have thorns. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll admit that i was greedy, so very greedy, that i didn't see the other small opportunities that came my way. when i got the offer, it wasn't anything like i pictured. it pales so much in comparison to the others who would be accepting offers to premier colleges and countries. 8 hours away from home, 2.5 hours away from civilization was what i got. there wasn't a single doubt that i should just grab whatever life gave me, so i accepted it, went for it. free education. free living expenses. pocket money. what more should i ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first wave of terror came on the way to the university. the roads were empty and forlorn, and the seniors jokingly told us that if we lay down on the roads at any given time of the day, we will never die, as they are so little vehicles on the road. and to think that i thought Taiping was small. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i got another shock when i was shuffled into the registration hall. the way they handle registration ever so slowly, the way the student helpers communicated with the foreign students in broken, broken English. this was not how i pictured my tertiary education to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fear peaked when i was among the 1000 people in the auditorium, listening to the university chancellor telling how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LUCKY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; we were to be accepted by &lt;em&gt;THIS&lt;/em&gt; university. how&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; lucky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; we were to be able to have the minimal requirements - 4 credits (equivalent to at 4Cs) to be accepted. at that time, i lost control. screw my pride - i broke down in the hall. i was lucky to have a companion, a comrade-in-arm, Joyce, who was feeling just as miserable as i was. i seeked comfort and solace from whoever and whenever i could. i called friends, family members and seniors, and were rewarded with texts and calls with one similar message &lt;strong&gt;- BE STRONG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i held on to those messages throughout the first few days of orientation. i kept my mouth shut when we, the non-malays, were only allowed to eat &lt;u&gt;AFTER&lt;/u&gt; the malays were done eating. i pretended to not notice how ostracized we were in group discussions. i pretended to enjoy the childish games and silly motivational songs we were forced to sing. the only way i kept a hold of my sanity is when i was finally alone in my room, sobbing away through phone conversations with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, the resolve in me shattered when i saw a chinese senior, who had spend 2 years there, shed a tear when we, the chinese were ushered out and given a prep talk about how to survive in a place where we were the painfully obvious minority. the crestfallen and dissapointed look on our seniors' face drove Joyce to call it quits. and i was left with the thought that i would have to spend 5 years in this hell-hole, ALONE. that thought broke me, to the extent that i brought a pen-knife dangerously close to the smooth skin of my wrist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was torn between being reasonable and being happy when my mother gave me permission to leave that place. and as you can see, i chose to leave. that decision spurred the remaining 4 scholarship recipients to leave together as well. the five of us spent our seventh and final night in that place under the stars, confiding in each other about how we felt and how big an opportunity we are giving up. we were forced to talk in front of the guardhouse as the guards were afraid that our innocent discussion would lead to more immoral activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&amp;nbsp;may or may not have made the right decision according to many people, but the choice has been made, and i'm willing to live with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-5464449262447839762?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5464449262447839762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=5464449262447839762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/5464449262447839762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/5464449262447839762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2011/01/that-cliched-2010-post-2-scholarship.html' title='that cliched 2010 post : #2 THE scholarship issue'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-3744421763886904401</id><published>2011-01-21T18:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T22:09:25.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010 reflections post'/><title type='text'>that cliched 2010 post : #1 SPM Results</title><content type='html'>yes, i know this is &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt; days too late, but what the hell. there's always time to stare at the little details on the wall and reflect on everything you did on the past 365 days. so i present to you&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; the 5 things that happened in 2010&lt;/span&gt;, in no particular order :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. i received my SPM results&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing beats the sweaty, clammy feel of your hands when you stand in the school hall together with the group of people you grow up with, anxiously waiting for THAT piece of paper that has been given the too-heavy responsibility of deciding your future. and it doesn't really help that as you move silently closer to the front of the line, a variety of expressions and bursts of emotion happen all around you. there are people crying tears of joy, people immediately reaching for the comfort of their family, sobbing their eyes out. and some people just took theirs all too calmly, and exit the hall for a private moment with their feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to say that i OVER-estimated the importance of SPM is an understatement. i put so much effort and so much hope in SPM that i failed to see that there is something AFTER SPM. i always thought that my life would turn out the way i want to - work hard, aim high, get&amp;nbsp;rewarded - if i work hard enough. &lt;br /&gt;i &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; receive the reward that i wanted, but of course, life isn't such a crowd-pleaser - only a handful manage to reach that dream of theirs and held on tight so that they don't lose grip on that shiny trophy. i managed to brush my fingers at the trophy, but i willed myself to let go, because up-close, the trophy didn't seem all nice and shiny as it seemed from afar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-3744421763886904401?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3744421763886904401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=3744421763886904401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/3744421763886904401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/3744421763886904401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2011/01/that-cliched-2010-post-1.html' title='that cliched 2010 post : #1 SPM Results'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-705079138050213228</id><published>2010-12-27T16:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T16:33:52.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo rants'/><title type='text'>kthxbai</title><content type='html'>zero mood to blog.&lt;br /&gt;so i'm blogging about me not blogging wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sem hols started.&lt;br /&gt;met Audrey.&lt;br /&gt;went back home.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;SHINee 1st concert.&lt;br /&gt;Audrey went back to KL.&lt;br /&gt;empty shell.&lt;br /&gt;kthxbai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-705079138050213228?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-3416461362354838072</id><published>2010-11-09T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T18:55:23.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random sue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><title type='text'>second semester starts, and i have no life once again</title><content type='html'>being at home for just two weeks was so amazing that i seem to forget how hostel life was. how being trapped in a claustraphobic room with three other girls that i don't talk to much feels like. how i have absolutely NOTHING to do the whole day. how i have to eat the same boring food over and over again. how i have to fight to use the bathroom in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*releases BIG sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the weekends! it kills me. i'll stare at the hostel walls. and the hostel walls stare back at me, all whitewashed and dusty. and i spend 48 hours doing that. shopping? only if you have money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i have to create a blog as an assignment. obviously i can't use THIS one with all my rants on it to contribute 5% of my coursework marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mood : BORED as HELL&lt;br /&gt;listening to : 2AM - You Won't Pick Up My Calls&lt;br /&gt;craving for : something, anything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-3416461362354838072?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3416461362354838072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=3416461362354838072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/3416461362354838072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/3416461362354838072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/11/second-semester-starts-and-i-have-no.html' title='second semester starts, and i have no life once again'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-6973013664075421897</id><published>2010-11-01T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T23:19:53.828+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travelling sue'/><title type='text'>balik kampung - a hassle?</title><content type='html'>hey&lt;strike&gt; non-existant&lt;/strike&gt; readers of my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really curious about how most of you (especially those who are studying in Kuala Lumpur/Selangor) go back to your hometown (especially Taipingites).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how often do you go back? once a week? once a month? once in two months? never?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do you go back? bus? train? friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you go back alone or with a friend or a group?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly speaking, when i'm stuck in uni for the weekends, i'm bored to death. and when i'm bored to death, i get home-sick, friend-sick and alone, and i'll end up being all sad and depressed. (yes i don't have a social life i know).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to stay sane, i need to go home once in a while. but going home is such a hassle (eventhough it's worth the trouble!). just to get to the bus station or train station, you have to&amp;nbsp;change bus so many times, or transit KTM/LRT/Monorail or to a further extent, beg on both knees to people who can drive to fetch you to the station (thank you Khai and her Baa!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the&amp;nbsp;worse thing is, unlike some people who pretty much know everyone from Taiping studying in KL, i don't have much &lt;em&gt;'connections'&lt;/em&gt; in KL/Selangor apart from..well... you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i hope you guys tell me how you all go back home from KL, or please please please offer help/advice to me. please leave a comment below! thanks in advance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;mood : hungry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;listening to : Super Junior M - Super Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;craving for : time to stop stop stop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-6973013664075421897?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6973013664075421897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=6973013664075421897' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/6973013664075421897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/6973013664075421897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/11/balik-kampung-hassle.html' title='balik kampung - a hassle?'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-1772011074301423401</id><published>2010-10-27T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T20:58:11.870+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SHINee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad sue'/><title type='text'>i died a little inside today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;i am a big uber huge SHINee fan. i think they are the most talented and amazing bunch of young men in south korea, and i dream of becoming friends with them one day &lt;strike&gt;(lame i know)&lt;/strike&gt;. to be able to do what they truly like at such a young age (one of them is younger than me) and work so hard to stand at where they are now, they do inspire me. they are not just five pretty faces to stare at. and they are not &lt;strong&gt;GAY. &lt;/strong&gt;(one more time i hear that G word i'm going to strangle someone)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are the reason why i entered K-Pop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;i am a stalker fan. i know that. i watched them grow from this -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TMftfEt5J8I/AAAAAAAAAYo/SVryD965ySE/s1600/shineespn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="310" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TMftfEt5J8I/AAAAAAAAAYo/SVryD965ySE/s400/shineespn.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;to this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TMfslcq6mnI/AAAAAAAAAYg/wbkngbdyQ1g/s1600/200805easy_shinee6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="317" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TMfslcq6mnI/AAAAAAAAAYg/wbkngbdyQ1g/s400/200805easy_shinee6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and then this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TMftUpncc5I/AAAAAAAAAYk/P1wk8_B7t-I/s1600/SHINee_wall1_by_eleanaleone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TMftUpncc5I/AAAAAAAAAYk/P1wk8_B7t-I/s400/SHINee_wall1_by_eleanaleone.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and now this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TMftnXcPYJI/AAAAAAAAAYs/-G-Nfm38iV0/s1600/shinee-lucifer1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="270" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TMftnXcPYJI/AAAAAAAAAYs/-G-Nfm38iV0/s400/shinee-lucifer1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;i can even recite all their birthdates, height and hobbies and have watched every single variety show/radio programme they appear on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;never in my life did anything or anyone (even anime!) made me refresh their homepage all night waiting for new releases, MV teasers or new photo galleries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;never in my life had i saved thousands of photos of 5 real living breathing boys. all i had was anime and manga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TMfvtrl9ntI/AAAAAAAAAYw/wLLKCkkYYjQ/s1600/tumblr_kzkazcJnJT1qzr0dso1_1280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TMfvtrl9ntI/AAAAAAAAAYw/wLLKCkkYYjQ/s400/tumblr_kzkazcJnJT1qzr0dso1_1280.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i love this guy. he can sing. he's funny. and he's just interesting. and hot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's &lt;strike&gt;very heart-breaking&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;painful to watch&lt;/strike&gt; disheartening when you wake up, and instead of a photo like the above, twitter, facebook and allkpop were flooded with these photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TMfxIPla14I/AAAAAAAAAY0/vYqti6Fm2Gc/s1600/20101027_ssk_jonghyun_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TMfxIPla14I/AAAAAAAAAY0/vYqti6Fm2Gc/s400/20101027_ssk_jonghyun_1.jpg" width="343" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's hard to ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are not familiar with the Korean Pop scene, there are two taboo things that an idol can never disclose - 1) whether their single or in a relationship and 2) whether they are wearing insoles or not.&lt;br /&gt;however, this &lt;strike&gt;punk rebellious teen ignorant boy heart&amp;nbsp;breaker&lt;/strike&gt; boy here just broke all laws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i died a little inside today.&lt;strike&gt; &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-1772011074301423401?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1772011074301423401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=1772011074301423401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/1772011074301423401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/1772011074301423401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-died-little-inside-today.html' title='i died a little inside today'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TMftfEt5J8I/AAAAAAAAAYo/SVryD965ySE/s72-c/shineespn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-7359067169022210336</id><published>2010-10-25T02:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T02:23:11.942+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo rants'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;it's very hard to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"&gt;pretend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;know everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-7359067169022210336?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7359067169022210336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=7359067169022210336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/7359067169022210336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/7359067169022210336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-very-hard-to-pretend-you-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-3448400934085979606</id><published>2010-10-24T12:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T12:18:25.574+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo rants'/><title type='text'>i was wrong</title><content type='html'>there is no privacy. EVER.&amp;nbsp;people form their own&amp;nbsp;judgements from whatever you say, whatever you wear, whatever you like.&lt;br /&gt;you wear shorts, they say you wear skimpy clothes.&lt;br /&gt;you rant, they say you're a brat.&lt;br /&gt;you like SHINee, they say you're gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was wrong &lt;a href="http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-mine-not-yours.html"&gt;in this post&lt;/a&gt; . you can view and critic, because I was the one that opened up everything on cyberspace (mental note to self - needs to stop treating blog as diary!!) even if they don't like me, they still take the honour of coming all the way to my blog to read and get angry. i should be flattered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, you can call me a &lt;em&gt;hiao&lt;/em&gt; brat that likes SHINee. i'll try my best not to care, cos' it's never going to end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-3448400934085979606?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3448400934085979606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=3448400934085979606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/3448400934085979606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/3448400934085979606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-was-wrong.html' title='i was wrong'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-361869927376284028</id><published>2010-10-23T18:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T02:56:07.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry sue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo rants'/><title type='text'>it's mine, NOT yours.</title><content type='html'>this is my&amp;nbsp;blog right? i can do whatever i want. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;NOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, as&lt;em&gt; no-sense&lt;/em&gt; as it is, there are people that have been playing the role of a 'critic' on the posts i post on my facebook wall ,my twitter &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;(WTF my twitter is set as private)&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and my blog. &lt;br /&gt;news flash :&lt;span style="color: lime; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; IT'S MY BLOG. MY WALL. MY TWEETS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;so GTFO.&lt;br /&gt;who are you, you and you to tell me that i crave attention. &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;so what if i do?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(and in all honesty it makes me happy if my blog stats go up)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;if it bothers you so much, then just &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;DON'T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;come to my blog to check out my posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DON'T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; check my facebook wall. you can just block me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;DON'T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; use your super sleuthing skills to check my tweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as we are on this subject, there is this certain Miss X&amp;nbsp;that goes around leaving sarcastic comments on people's statuses (not mine) i feel like whacking her. [to clearify, Miss X is &lt;strong&gt;NOT &lt;/strong&gt;a member of C14, but she is commenting on members of C14's statuses]&amp;nbsp;for goodness sake, what is your problem? if people are homesick, do you have to BASH her? unlike you, people's hearts aren't made of metal. do you just have to post spiteful remarks for the fun of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[EDIT : you are still reading my blog and still playing critic. don't think i'm oblivious just cos' you use another language. i don't need Google Translate to tell me that]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;mood : pissed at fb&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;listening to : the rain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;craving for : time to stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-361869927376284028?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/361869927376284028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=361869927376284028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/361869927376284028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/361869927376284028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-mine-not-yours.html' title='it&apos;s mine, NOT yours.'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-5068317524306025185</id><published>2010-10-14T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T00:49:50.922+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random sue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family sue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly sue'/><title type='text'>i wasn't laying eggs in the bathroom, daddy.</title><content type='html'>the one line i hear everytime i bathe is this - &lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;"ANN!!! you laying eggs in the bathroom&lt;em&gt; izit&lt;/em&gt;? faster come out!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, instead of shouting at you again and again like i always do, this time, let me explain to you &lt;em&gt;patiently&lt;/em&gt; why i take my own sweet time in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read daddy read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;MEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;enter bathroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;strip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;splash water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;shampoo and soap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;splash water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;wipe self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;come out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;WOMEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;enter bathroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;look into mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;spot for pimple and measure how big eye bag is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;take &lt;em&gt;syok-sendiri&lt;/em&gt; photos to post in facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;strip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;change water temperature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;splash water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;shampoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;soap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;rinse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;condition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;rinse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;cleanse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;rinse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;exfoliate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;rinse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;shave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;mask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;while wait for mask, measure whether bra size got increase or not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;make plans to lose weight while staring at tummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;regret eating that bar of chocolate last night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;remove mask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;check effects of mask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;tone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;moisturize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;plan next shopping itenary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;sunblock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;take &lt;em&gt;syok-sendiri&lt;/em&gt; photos to post in facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;wrap wet hair with towel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;apply leave-in hair conditioner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;come out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't ask again, ok, daddy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;mood : friendsick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;listening to : Jonghyun - Y Si Fuerra Ella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;craving for : the YouTube video to finish loading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-5068317524306025185?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5068317524306025185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=5068317524306025185' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/5068317524306025185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/5068317524306025185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-wasnt-laying-eggs-in-bathroom-daddy.html' title='i wasn&apos;t laying eggs in the bathroom, daddy.'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-5111132580579509477</id><published>2010-10-11T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T00:07:13.322+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random sue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>PDA, and i don't mean the one with the stylus</title><content type='html'>i was at the Sunway Shuttle Bus Stop that day waiting for the shuttle bus when a boy sitting in front of me started necking his girlfriend. (btw, necking is the thing where the boy plants his saliva n dna all over the girl's neck. sensual?). my friend immediately went "ewwwwww..." while i just... stared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Public Display of Affection.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i realised that i'm so used to it that i don't really care anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;holding hands... boring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;kissing at the bus stand... &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;normal&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;making out in the university car park... &lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;meh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;(my friend told me he was literally&lt;em&gt; eating&lt;/em&gt; her alive LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just really don't mind, or rather, don't care. i've seen my own friends and their boyfriends cuddle each other, kiss and hug. i'm immune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i can't stand PDA online, as in in Facebook, Blogger etc. you know, the one with statuses like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;"i love you, Baby *insert name here*"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;"i cannot sleep because *insert tagged name here* keep bothering me =)&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt; (&lt;em&gt;siap&lt;/em&gt; put in smiley summore =.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;"*insert name here* one week anniversary. i miss my baby"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;"sayannnggg baby &amp;lt;3"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;URGH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, i know, if i don't like, then don't see it right? but those statuses can't help to pop up on my Facebook homepage as "Most Popular". (why are such posts so popular???) i know you &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;"love your baby", "miss your baby" "want to hug your baby"&lt;/span&gt; but the other 1000+ of your friends don't really want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, i also hate relationships where the they say they should&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;give and take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but judging from the many statuses and posts, it always seem like the male counterpart is always the "give", and the girl "takes" all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, come on, be reasonable. your boyfriend has an exam the next day, and you grumble that he "is not replying" your messages; don't care about you anymore. be reasonable! if you are the one taking an exam, and your boyfriend keeps calling you to talk about his broken nail or how he gained one kilo from not eating, wouldn't you be effing annoyed as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there are those girls that are plain ignorant. you are both students, and yet you DEMAND for a Louis Vuitton purse for your birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;err, right. the money fall down from the &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;sky&lt;/span&gt; izit?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i get it if&amp;nbsp;you'reboth working already, but... haih.. just use your brain.one LV purse can feed me for one year. and then if he doesn't get it for you, you throw a tantrum and change your Facebook status to "single". &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;i also marvel at boys that put up with this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's these type of things that kind-of make me think that once some girls enter a relationship, they become bratty five-year-olds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mood : &lt;em&gt;mehh....&lt;/em&gt;kind of mood&lt;br /&gt;listening to : SHINee - Real&lt;br /&gt;craving for : &lt;em&gt;pan mee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div 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stylus'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-3027949346726815605</id><published>2010-10-05T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T20:23:34.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're no angel.</title><content type='html'>i'm sure you DON'T know that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you didn't know, and still don't know that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-3027949346726815605?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-9100347667025355021</id><published>2010-09-19T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T21:06:31.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kpop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirl sue'/><title type='text'>i can has LUCIFER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*ignore if you can't stand crazy korean music&amp;nbsp;super-colourful-SHINee&amp;nbsp;freak*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nearly hyperventilated when i saw THAT on display at the shop. plus BOTH VERSIONS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;immediate reaction? ran all the way 2 floors down to find ATM machine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i don't freaking care if they are cheating my money by selling it at an overpriced price.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;even the shop owner was laughing at a breathless me thrusting RM50 notes in his face for the album&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;in the end, I HAVE IT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;as soon as i had it in my hands, i went straight into a changing room in jusco, locked the door, and tore threw the the whole album. &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;people must had thought i was mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TJW7WqbdCDI/AAAAAAAAAXU/feKT2LAjUm0/s1600/170920101132.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TJW7WqbdCDI/AAAAAAAAAXU/feKT2LAjUm0/s320/170920101132.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;but i must hit myself on the head for getting it so late (in SEPTEMBER!!) when the album is released on 19th JULY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a great investment. haha. if you know me, there's only three things worth investing into &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1) shoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2) food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3) SHINee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;excuse me while i study and memorise all the photos of the photo album and giggle by myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;mood : over the MOON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;listening to : Obsession - SHINee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;craving for : LUCIFER repackaged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-small;"&gt;p.s. how many of you thought i was raving mad when i said LUCIFER? lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-9100347667025355021?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/9100347667025355021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=9100347667025355021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/9100347667025355021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/9100347667025355021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-can-has-lucifer.html' title='i can has LUCIFER'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TJW7WqbdCDI/AAAAAAAAAXU/feKT2LAjUm0/s72-c/170920101132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-2948523376651683896</id><published>2010-09-17T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T21:06:41.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>MAY KHEI, now legal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hey girl, &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;these 12 years knowing you has been great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;continue being the &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt; person you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TJXB6N-Q-lI/AAAAAAAAAXc/crWqE0VeNHI/s1600/DSCN7160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TJXB6N-Q-lI/AAAAAAAAAXc/crWqE0VeNHI/s320/DSCN7160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p.s she's &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAKEN. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-2948523376651683896?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2948523376651683896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=2948523376651683896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/2948523376651683896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/2948523376651683896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/09/may-khei-now-legal.html' title='MAY KHEI, now legal.'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TJXB6N-Q-lI/AAAAAAAAAXc/crWqE0VeNHI/s72-c/DSCN7160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-3908581287395121517</id><published>2010-09-15T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T00:19:12.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family sue'/><title type='text'>Audrey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;your name is Audrey.&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TI-a8Dn1ymI/AAAAAAAAAWk/j9rVDI0cDkg/s1600/PB180048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TI-a8Dn1ymI/AAAAAAAAAWk/j9rVDI0cDkg/s320/PB180048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is you. well, when you were younger.&lt;br /&gt;and nicholas makes a special appearance.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TI-bWjvoIOI/AAAAAAAAAWs/Udrjbr4w400/s1600/PC170233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TI-bWjvoIOI/AAAAAAAAAWs/Udrjbr4w400/s320/PC170233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is also you.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TI-cGFKVSuI/AAAAAAAAAW8/TB0V1wC_0c4/s1600/PC240242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TI-cGFKVSuI/AAAAAAAAAW8/TB0V1wC_0c4/s320/PC240242.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;and you..&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TI-cy_cfuPI/AAAAAAAAAXM/EDr1-_RBH4w/s1600/07022010150.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TI-cy_cfuPI/AAAAAAAAAXM/EDr1-_RBH4w/s320/07022010150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and you and me =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;you are more than a cousin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;you are my friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;you are my sidekick (and vice versa).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;you are my staying-up-late partner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;you are my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;you are my sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and today, happy 19th birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;have a good year ahead of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;*emo-fies*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;I MISSSSSSSS YOOOUUUUUUUUUU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;MANY HUGS AND KISSES AND TICKLES FROM MALAYSIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;WITH LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;your annoying cousin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;ann.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-3908581287395121517?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3908581287395121517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=3908581287395121517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/3908581287395121517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/3908581287395121517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/09/audrey.html' title='Audrey'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TI-a8Dn1ymI/AAAAAAAAAWk/j9rVDI0cDkg/s72-c/PB180048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-5352283253387011252</id><published>2010-09-13T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T21:30:42.098+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random sue'/><title type='text'>let's stare and ponder</title><content type='html'>as i was staring at the new post page i wondered.&lt;br /&gt;do i blog for myself or for everyone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm....&lt;br /&gt;there are some things too personal to blog about. &lt;br /&gt;whereas there are some things i want other people to read and laugh about.&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand sometimes i just want to rant about somebody who pissed me off today/tomorrow/before and call him/her names.&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes i need advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, should i make my blog private, open to invited readers only? or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. totally irrelevant title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;mood : mood-less *is this even possible???*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;listening to : Nothing Better - Brown Eyed Soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;craving for : ice cream!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-5352283253387011252?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5352283253387011252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=5352283253387011252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/5352283253387011252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/5352283253387011252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/09/lets-stare-and-ponder.html' title='let&apos;s stare and ponder'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-965370905058334101</id><published>2010-09-12T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T18:33:23.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly sue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo rants'/><title type='text'>how to spend weekends?</title><content type='html'>seriously. in. need. of. advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do all of you spend your weekends? (those who are staying away from home / going to college)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my assignments&amp;nbsp;involve group work. internet is slower than the cars in a traffic jam. refraining from going to shopping malls because i don't want to spend money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep? the weather's too hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so bored till i just sat on d bed and daydream. if this continues, i might just die. if that's the case, please attend my funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any helpful suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;mood : filled with dread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;listening to : Can't Nobody - 2NE1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;craving for : home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-965370905058334101?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/965370905058334101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=965370905058334101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/965370905058334101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/965370905058334101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/09/how-to-spend-weekends.html' title='how to spend weekends?'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-963035804709993982</id><published>2010-08-31T19:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T19:50:57.827+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad sue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>weekend at auntys' place</title><content type='html'>spent the weekend at my aunt's place and had a &lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; time &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(and i can even say it helped preserve my sanity lol).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so nice just to see&amp;nbsp;them again -&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;kacau&lt;/em&gt;-ing nicholas, watching andrew, watching both of them&lt;em&gt; kena tembak&lt;/em&gt; by say han ee, listening to tua ee grumble about cooking etc. it all felt so familiar that i just felt like i truly&amp;nbsp;was at home&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;unlike those times where i'm locked in my hostel room like a jakun&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/THzo5kQAs7I/AAAAAAAAAWM/V4fb-Gy9csU/s1600/310820101009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/THzo5kQAs7I/AAAAAAAAAWM/V4fb-Gy9csU/s320/310820101009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;nicholas the slug&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;but it was bitter sweet as being there reminded me of Audrey - comic books that we used to collect, staying up late with the computer, saying good night nearly 10 times because everytime we said goodbye we ended up talking about everything else except sleep, burning the hot plate at b.b.q plaza, me tickling her, both of us shoo-ing nicholas away.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/THzozBZfFVI/AAAAAAAAAV8/bljU_cswI3o/s1600/29082010993.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/THzozBZfFVI/AAAAAAAAAV8/bljU_cswI3o/s320/29082010993.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;see audrey!! i was there!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;i could continue all night about Audrey and I, my&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;sister&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;cousin sister that i hold very dear to me &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(and miss so much that i iz tempted to fly to NZ and see her ryte NAO) (but cannot because she is happily frolicking around wellington or huntington or whatever-ton now) (FML)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/THzo25TyKNI/AAAAAAAAAWE/bKODd2JpOkY/s1600/29082010996.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/THzo25TyKNI/AAAAAAAAAWE/bKODd2JpOkY/s320/29082010996.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;sushi iz missin audi TT^TT&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;after the 6 days of being there, now i want to go there every weekend. but, they will be moving away to NZ soon. then..... then... there won't be any more weekends at aunty's anymore. *emo-fies again* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;mood : sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;listening to : Hurricane Venus - BoA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;craving for : AIRCOND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-963035804709993982?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/963035804709993982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=963035804709993982' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/963035804709993982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/963035804709993982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/08/weekend-at-auntys-place.html' title='weekend at auntys&apos; place'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/THzo5kQAs7I/AAAAAAAAAWM/V4fb-Gy9csU/s72-c/310820101009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-1445341382602766901</id><published>2010-08-28T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T23:23:08.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry sue'/><title type='text'>needs. release.</title><content type='html'>i'm this close *puts thumb and finger as near as possible* to my breaking point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes you, you big dumbo idiot who can't even seat on the freaking floor 'cos it's DIRTY. why? scared got invisible cat shit izit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first, i thought you were fine. a bit off on the clothing side (i mean, who wears&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt; YELLOW&lt;/span&gt; pants and &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;LACY BLACK TIGHTS&lt;/span&gt;? TOGETHER? WHO???) but none-the-less fine. so we ended up in the same group for assignment. &lt;br /&gt;so during the whole discussion time, i was trying to make things clear to all the group members and you were cutting me halfway to ask me for my facebook. which was still FINE.&lt;br /&gt;then i asked you to read up on the topic, but you said you can't find anything on it, so i WENT and FIND for you and ask you to read it. and what, the next day everyone&amp;nbsp;was familiar with all the news and headlines on the topic EXCEPT you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you told me the article was too long and boring. but oh, you told me you took the liberty to PRINT the article out. yea, that's like, the HARDEST thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after not reading the article and not preparing anything for the NEXT discussion, you decided... hmph... since it's so boring, why not just ignore HO SUE ANN and play facebook on your iphone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINE. I DON'T GIVE A DAMN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i dictated your script for the presentation, since YOU ALONE didn't prepare a script. and told you to memorise it for the presentation the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and whaddaya know, YOU DIDN'T. you mumbled through the presentation. while staring at the slides. like you just seen them for the first time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and AFTER the presentation, you said you wanted to tell me something important. i thought, hmph, what, other than I'M SORRY? but NOOOO, guess what? you told me you wanted to get a LAPTOP. why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that you can BRING TO UNI AND FACEBOOK LIKE EVERYONE ELSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another GUESS WHAT? thanks to you and your misplaced common sense pigeon brain, THE REST OF US DIDN'T GET GOOD MARKS EITHER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me just explain something here. i DETEST people that think everything will fall down into their lap WITHOUT doing ANYTHING. &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;that's why i dislike those M people, who can score half the number of As we nons did and STILL get to study overseas FREE. they work HALF AS HARD, heck some didn't work AT ALL and they get EVERYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt; like YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU who needs your maid to set out your clothes for school. why? no hands and legs ah? still five years old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU, who don't know how much every assignment means to people like me who is desparately saving money for my degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU, who took everything so lightly that you scored ONE SATU ICHI mark for maths test. it never cease to amaze me how you are unable to convert currency, when the formula and exchange rate is laid out like food at a buffet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU, who annoys me to no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mood : obviously ANNOYED&lt;br /&gt;listening to : SNSD'S 'Run Devil Run'&lt;br /&gt;craving for : Audrey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-1445341382602766901?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1445341382602766901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=1445341382602766901' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/1445341382602766901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/1445341382602766901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/08/needs-release.html' title='needs. release.'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-374030683144926949</id><published>2010-08-20T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T16:14:31.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random sue'/><title type='text'>i'm thinking of</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;MOVING TO TUMBLR&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;reblogging is so much easier than cracking my head to blog WORDS.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opinions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mood : sleepy&lt;br /&gt;listening to : The End is Coming - 8Eight&lt;br /&gt;craving for : a haircut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-374030683144926949?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/374030683144926949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=374030683144926949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/374030683144926949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/374030683144926949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-thinking-of.html' title='i&apos;m thinking of'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-428795491273705764</id><published>2010-08-05T19:35:00.052+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T01:07:04.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy sue'/><title type='text'>happy one month anniversary, life at sunway!</title><content type='html'>so fast open eye close eye ad one month at sunway! *opens confetti and throw on my dusty hostel floor*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is nice and expensive and boring. can't believe it's already one month. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;praise God for my wonderful parents, whom, without them, i would be in &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;*cough*uni10*cough*&lt;/span&gt; somewhere else....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;1. thanks to my epic fail mandarin, i can't really talk to my classmates (the way i simply&lt;em&gt; hantam&lt;/em&gt; with c14). but after one whole month of being with them, it's safe to say that they had laughed off my epic fail mandarin and found another fail mandarin person to laugh at (aka kenneth KC).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. found a stalkee to stalk!! (tan n lae, u guys better be proud) by looking upon both of your shining examples, i even managed to get that fellas mobile number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. found my bitchin partner(s). gossip started. (geeee, myra's symptoms?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. found an 'amanda' in my class. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. found many people who.... can enter ISA with me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. found 2 friends who is are KPOP addicts too. but the difference is, they went to almost every single HALLYU star concert in malaysia. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food&lt;br /&gt;1. EXPENSIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. EXPENSIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. EXPENSIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teachers&lt;br /&gt;1. ms muhinis = d best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strike&gt;mr keith&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;strike&gt;sir&lt;/strike&gt; keith = interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;P.S when i go home, i'm going to eat wan tan mee that cost RM2.70, not RM4.50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;P.P.S nit, fern and lae, every1 here hates mr. chan's pet too. old habits die hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mood : tireddddddddddddddddd&lt;br /&gt;listening to : Bad Girl Good Girl - Miss A&lt;br /&gt;craving for : wantan mee, mami's chicken noodle soup, cendol, char kuew teow, fried fish, AUDIIIIII =(,&amp;nbsp; shinee lucifer, DADDYYY and your lame-o jokes, and for some funny reasons, bittergourd omellete.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-428795491273705764?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/428795491273705764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=428795491273705764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/428795491273705764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/428795491273705764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-one-month-anniversary-life-at.html' title='happy one month anniversary, life at sunway!'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-7055788836043385175</id><published>2010-07-26T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T01:07:14.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo rants'/><title type='text'>they just won't do</title><content type='html'>many people say that they will always treasure the friends they meet in university/college more than the ones they make in high school. i don't see that happening anytime in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in college/uni, people walk or gather with their own cliques, their own group of friends - people of the same interest, that connect with each other, or just people who always have fun with each other. and i stare at them&amp;nbsp;&lt;strike&gt;like a crazy and&amp;nbsp;silly weirdo&lt;/strike&gt; mainly because I TOTALLY MISS MY CLIQUE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told my mother about this. she was like "of course &lt;em&gt;lah&lt;/em&gt;, u mix with them how many years &lt;em&gt;ad&lt;/em&gt;???" &lt;br /&gt;so true. now i get why all of you guys who went to college early and said you were homesick. new friends and old friends are just &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;different&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am homesick AND friendsick. FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mood : &lt;em&gt;bo lat&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to : Abracadabra - Brown Eyed Girls&lt;br /&gt;craving for : chocolate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-7055788836043385175?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7055788836043385175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=7055788836043385175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/7055788836043385175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/7055788836043385175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/07/they-just-wont-do.html' title='they just won&apos;t do'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-2949162436178125084</id><published>2010-07-14T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T01:07:30.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo rants'/><title type='text'>a new chapter... restarting</title><content type='html'>greetings from a new place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;blah. that's so lame i could die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neways, i'm just trying to say that i've finally started college. (after rotting at home for 6 months plus...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where am i? i'm not at some secluded, m***y-infested, low quality place in the middle of nowhere. but i went to such a place&amp;nbsp;and experienced things that... i'm sure i won't get to experience anywhere else. i mean, who is ever forced to wake up at 4am and sleep at 1am everyday? (albeit for only 7 days)&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt; (and i'm not going to go into much details here at this public blog)&lt;/span&gt; but that experience really opened my eyes about the reality concerning our country. THIS COUNTRY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was there, i realised, WE ARE REALLY JUST IMMIGRANTS. who am i referring to? well, that's up to you all to guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i couldn't stand it there. so i left. the aunties back in taiping said i have no conscience whatsoever, but trust me, GUILT was the only thing i felt (and still feeling up till now) when i left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, let me ask you a question. will u take something worth RM100,000 and be alone and miserable for 5 years and maybe more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't really say i'm happy right now. after all, i got what i want right? i can't say yes, and i can't say no either. but i can say i'm not miserable. i'm trying my best not to think about the 'what if's and just live for the moment (at least, for now). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really trying, and need as much courage as i can get. not only me, my parents too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mood : melancholic&lt;br /&gt;listening to : Romantic - SHINee&lt;br /&gt;craving for : mom's cooking&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-2949162436178125084?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2949162436178125084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=2949162436178125084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/2949162436178125084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/2949162436178125084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-chapter-restarting.html' title='a new chapter... restarting'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-3379264320696048695</id><published>2010-06-11T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T22:28:58.922+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SHINee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kpop'/><title type='text'>just a SHINee update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;hey have been inactive for quite some times, but rumour has it that they are making a comeback soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TBJHW0MssNI/AAAAAAAAAVs/pt1NrtQNo1Y/s1600/SHINee_wall1_by_eleanaleone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TBJHW0MssNI/AAAAAAAAAVs/pt1NrtQNo1Y/s400/SHINee_wall1_by_eleanaleone.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;can't wait to see the new concept and &lt;strike&gt;hair colour SM going to throw at them&lt;/strike&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;6/23~25 자켓촬영 및 뮤비촬영 (예정)&lt;br /&gt;7/6 티져 공개 (예정)&lt;br /&gt;저작권협회 등록 (예정)&lt;br /&gt;7/8 음원 공개 (예정)&lt;br /&gt;7/9 뮤직비디오 공개 (예정)&lt;br /&gt;뮤직뱅크 첫방송(미정)&lt;br /&gt;7/10 쇼음악중심 첫방송(미정)&lt;br /&gt;7/12 앨범 발매 (예정)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;translation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;6/23-25 album jacket shooting and MV filming(scheduled)&lt;br /&gt;7/6 Release of teasers (scheduled)&lt;br /&gt;Copyright Association Registration (scheduled)&lt;br /&gt;7/8 Song release (scheduled)&lt;br /&gt;7/9 Music video release (scheduled)&lt;br /&gt;Music Bank Comeback (Tentative)&lt;br /&gt;7/10 Music Core Comeback (Tentative)&lt;br /&gt;7/12 Album Release (scheduled)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;credit : allkpop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;mood : &lt;strike&gt;dissapointed sad&lt;/strike&gt; forcefully happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: cyan; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;listening to :Boom Boom - SUJU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;craving for : a face to face conversation with fern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-3379264320696048695?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3379264320696048695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=3379264320696048695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/3379264320696048695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/3379264320696048695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-shinee-update.html' title='just a SHINee update'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/TBJHW0MssNI/AAAAAAAAAVs/pt1NrtQNo1Y/s72-c/SHINee_wall1_by_eleanaleone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-6781168819091564078</id><published>2010-06-08T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T02:14:28.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scholarship'/><title type='text'>always keep the faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;sorry, i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pinjam&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cassiopeia&lt;/span&gt; line for a post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;after six months of waiting and waiting, i give up.&lt;br /&gt;they say to keep the faith, but, i don't have any more faith to keep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(totally irrelevant ranting ends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been almost seven months since i last studied.&lt;br /&gt;seeing all my friends facebook and msn status-es about college and studying makes me feel really left out &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;(and feeling like a big fat sushi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a few of my "acquaintance" are already in france or going to uk to study,&lt;br /&gt;all under the &lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;illusive scholarship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;(see i put in nice&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; red &lt;/span&gt;letters for you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffff66;"&gt;of course, these are the prince and princesses of the earth kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too all those&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffff33;"&gt; (are not prince and princesses of the earth kind) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;who got scholarships, congrats!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #33ccff;"&gt;P.S don't ask about the prince/princesses of the earth. if you are one of my close friends, you should know what i mean. after all, i'm practically allergic to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-6781168819091564078?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6781168819091564078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=6781168819091564078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/6781168819091564078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/6781168819091564078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/06/always-keep-faith.html' title='always keep the faith'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-708744249711978082</id><published>2010-05-14T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T21:22:02.834+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo rants'/><title type='text'>what am i doing now</title><content type='html'>everytime i go to church/&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;makan&lt;/span&gt;/shopping/&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kai kai&lt;/span&gt; and so happen to meet any of my mom's friend/church aunty/church uncle/friend's mother, they always ask this ONE GOLDEN QUESTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffcc00; font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"so now your daughter doing what?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i am so sick and tired of explaining (or rather, my mom feed words into my mouth and tell the whole world i didn't go to matrics) (and the aunties and uncles will go "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aiyohhh&lt;/span&gt;, so wasted bla bla bla") so i am going to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes. i gave up on matrics. kill me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i chose to gamble on JPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, if i didn't get JPA, i will have to use my parents (hard-earned savings) money and study on FMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and YES, no other option already.&lt;br /&gt;(i am so dumb that i didn't get any other scholarship. FML)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have my own personal set of reasons on why i did not go to matrics (which is debatable) but i don't want to explain it here coz i might &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kena&lt;/span&gt; flame &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kao kao&lt;/span&gt;. (BUT now oso &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kena&lt;/span&gt; like mad already =( ) (i don't understand why you all just can't ACCEPT THAT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lar&lt;/span&gt;, so matrics is FREE (with pocket money to boost) but so what. air is also free ma. summore more important than matrics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-708744249711978082?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/708744249711978082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=708744249711978082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/708744249711978082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/708744249711978082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-am-i-doing-now.html' title='what am i doing now'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-7204582059351731958</id><published>2010-04-20T23:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T21:22:50.619+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy sue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greedy sue'/><title type='text'>i have EETTT!!!</title><content type='html'>these few days, thanks to scholarship interviews, i went down to KL two weekends in a row.&lt;br /&gt;last week i went to inti nilai for the STAR edu fund interview. the INTI nilai campus is so so so big... and the place (nilai) kinda reminds me of.... taiping. quiet and big... and in the middle of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway anyway, everytime on the way back we will stop at kinta city ipoh. and there is where i found my BELOVED :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S83PrFgB1uI/AAAAAAAAAVc/q1qjbt4Yn0k/s1600/youre-beautiful-korean-drama.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462250262188119778" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S83PrFgB1uI/AAAAAAAAAVc/q1qjbt4Yn0k/s400/youre-beautiful-korean-drama.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THE DVD SET OF YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S83Oci4gB_I/AAAAAAAAAVU/lUEy-8NqjKg/s1600/20042010521.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462248912865724402" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S83Oci4gB_I/AAAAAAAAAVU/lUEy-8NqjKg/s400/20042010521.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 281px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*must take silly pictures of myself with IT to show myself that i REALLYYY have IT*&lt;br /&gt;*pinches self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;on the first week i saw the OST and hyperventilated. i enquired about the DVD but at that time, the DVD have not come. wanted to buy the OST, but decided that SHINee is more IMPORTANT. so went home with 2009, Year of Us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second week in ipoh, there it was. shining. glittering. in the display outside Friendly Records. walked in and out so many times until the shopekeeper recognised me. =.=""" i was deliberating whether or not to buy because it was RM80. and i NEVER EVER buy korean drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so happy i actually bought it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: red; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;so ho sue ann NOW PROMISES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 180%;"&gt; to lend it to anyone to spread the YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL fandom!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 180%;"&gt;(the fandom is currently very small - only me, Lae and FNS. sad...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you must wait for me to watch it for at least 10 times first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p.s. now i just want both the OST. &lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;hint : happy birthday, sue ann!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-7204582059351731958?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7204582059351731958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=7204582059351731958' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/7204582059351731958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/7204582059351731958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-have-eettt.html' title='i have EETTT!!!'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S83PrFgB1uI/AAAAAAAAAVc/q1qjbt4Yn0k/s72-c/youre-beautiful-korean-drama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-5553115628870344239</id><published>2010-04-15T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T21:25:42.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><title type='text'>My JPA Experience 2010</title><content type='html'>i don't have to state the date and time and place ryte??? but anyways, it was in ipoh, and i was the last group of the last day and the last session of the last floor (10th floor). epic right? hopefully it's a good omen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make sure you go there super early if you don't know the place. or buy a GPS! anyway, since i was on the last day, JPA came up with a new slip with new time AT THE LAST MINUTE. (one of the many wonders of the government)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the parents must wait on the ground floor. BUT DO NOT FRET! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ipoh parade next door oni.&lt;/span&gt; so you go up to the 2nd floor and sign on the board (the sign says only panel 3 and 4, but the sign can go die. i walked up and down so long because i thought it's only for panel 3 and 4. what the sushi right?) and then you sit on the chair and wait until the kerani calls you to move to floor 1, 2 or 10 or etc. so you move to the designated floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine was on the 10th floor. once you reach, try making new friends. my panel has only three people! so i befriended Syama, who has the same birthday as me!! (super-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keng&lt;/span&gt; and super-nice girl. headgirl of SMK Convent Ipoh! fate or what? =D) or like in my case, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;berpakat&lt;/span&gt; to help each other if we couldn't find the right words to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO once you sit and wait in this green room, the kerani outside will take your file and check. (you thought the interviewer will check??? har-d-har) and then they will give you a clip with your number. wait summore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then enter the room (air-con is damn efficient). &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ucap &lt;/span&gt;all your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;selamat&lt;/span&gt;. don't sit straight away. you must wait for the interviewer to go "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sit-lah&lt;/span&gt;" then you sit. first you must introduce yourself. the introduction topics varies from panel to panel. but it is in BAHASA. so brush up your BAHASA skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going to nag long long about the questions part because IT CHANGES ALL THE TIME. proof : ALL MY FRIENDS GOT DIFFERENT QUESTIONS!!! they will have this magical piece of yellow paper that has a list of topics. and IT CHANGES EVERY YEAR. but you must voice out no matter what. (tips from other people : even if you don't know what to say, crap. or stare at the interviewers like you want to eat them, but with a smile) if there are other people dominating the conversation, raise your hand and say "excuse me". YOU MUST SPEAK (I DON'T KNOW HOW TO STRESS HOW IMPORTANT THIS IS!!!) you can mentally torture and kill kill kill that (moronic selfish ass) person in your head. and maintain eye contact!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you must really hold on to your point and stand. even though halfway explaining, you suddenly realise that you are 180 degrees wrong, MAINTAIN YOUR POINT OF VIEW. in my case, i got thoroughly grilled by the indian interviewer about my profesional course. (he even called me STUPID!! what the sushi wat the sushi!) but I FOUGHT BACK. RAWRRRRRR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh by the way, they have your REAL SPM MARKS! the piece of white paper they keep flipping up and down when they talk to you, that is your SPM marks. not the fake A+, A or A- that we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once you are done, stand up and SHAKE THE INTERVIEWERS HAND. EVEN THOUGH NO ONE DID. it leaves a good impression. and say THANK YOU. and then with your back straight and your head held high, you walk out of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stumbled and fell halfway. don't be like me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-5553115628870344239?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5553115628870344239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=5553115628870344239' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/5553115628870344239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/5553115628870344239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-jpa-experience-2010.html' title='My JPA Experience 2010'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-1212109476286631080</id><published>2010-03-30T22:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T21:26:54.454+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SHINee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='greedy sue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirl sue'/><title type='text'>SHINee in MALAYSIA????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S7IT8CEZSgI/AAAAAAAAAVM/onoMbmT3O9k/s1600/shineespn.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454444020767476226" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S7IT8CEZSgI/AAAAAAAAAVM/onoMbmT3O9k/s400/shineespn.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 311px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="news-body-text"&gt;&lt;span id="ls_contents-0"&gt;kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;SHINee is (rumoured to be) coming to MALAYSIA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;it's like a dream come true.....&lt;br /&gt;(to me-lah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="news-body-text"&gt;&lt;span id="ls_contents-0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="news-body-text"&gt;&lt;span id="ls_contents-0"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHINee &amp;amp; Zhang Li Yin 1st Fanmeet in Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Date: 25-5-2010&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Time: 15:00-16:30&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue: The Summit Batu Pahat, Johor (Malaysia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Artist: Zhang Liyin、SHINee (Onew, Jonghyun, Key, Minho, Taemin)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Host: The Summit &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-weight: bold;"&gt;S.M Entertainment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="news-body-text"&gt;(taken from www.koreantopnews.com)&lt;span id="ls_contents-0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wait.&lt;br /&gt;wait wait wait wait a minute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;BATU PAHAT JOHOR????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHYYYYYYY???????????????????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p.s. i wonder if may khei can go and get key's signature for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s all TAIPING SHINee fans, let's charter a bus and go together.... please!!! i beg youuuuu *kneels down and hits head on floor* pleaseeeee, i'm about to die....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="news-body-text"&gt;&lt;span id="ls_contents-0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="news-body-text"&gt;&lt;span id="ls_contents-0"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-1212109476286631080?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1212109476286631080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=1212109476286631080' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/1212109476286631080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/1212109476286631080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/03/shinee-in-malaysia.html' title='SHINee in MALAYSIA????'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S7IT8CEZSgI/AAAAAAAAAVM/onoMbmT3O9k/s72-c/shineespn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-6548062488436001912</id><published>2010-03-28T21:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T21:27:31.450+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kdrama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fangirl sue'/><title type='text'>staying up till 4 to fuel my addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i have caught the YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL SBS drama bug.&lt;br /&gt;synopsis &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ciplakted&lt;/span&gt; from wiki :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The management company of the idol group A.N.JELL insisted on adding a new singer to the group as the lead vocal, Tae Kyung's voice was hurting. However,the new member, Mi Nam, had to go to the States to repair a botched eye job just before signing the contract. His agent came up with the idea of having his twin sister, Mi Nyu,to stand in for him and pretend that she was her brother. The two of them grew up in an orphanage and Mi Nyu, who was all set to become a nun, agreed to this charade as she didn't want to spoil her brother's chance of fame which would make it easier to look for their mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have always liked korean/japanese rom com dramas, but the problem with watching dramas is that once you start, YOU CAN'T STOP. (provided that the drama is GOOD with two thumbs up, not the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ok-lah&lt;/span&gt;" type of good. and considering that i had my SPM last year, i refrained from watching dramas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok-lar, i cheated with anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and boys over flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and IRIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another problem with dramas (especially korean), tears/killing off main character is one of the main ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT! you can't help but to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL isn't really popular (on this part of the world) (yet) because it was aired at the same time as IRIS (all the people who follow k-drama will know that IRIS was BIG).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL is so charming and nice and cute and funny and romantic and many handsome guys.....*dreams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cough cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was the fan girl side of me speaking. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;A.N.JELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S69nWFvm97I/AAAAAAAAAVE/mgyu9pOl_Fc/s1600/highcut1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453691302965606322" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S69nWFvm97I/AAAAAAAAAVE/mgyu9pOl_Fc/s400/highcut1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 267px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE GREAT HO SUE ANN CHARACTER DESCRIPTION!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S69nVWvP9qI/AAAAAAAAAU8/OV7QS5ZGPEM/s1600/image-F706_4ACF9C83.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453691290347632290" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S69nVWvP9qI/AAAAAAAAAU8/OV7QS5ZGPEM/s400/image-F706_4ACF9C83.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Park Shin-hye as Go Minam / Go Minyeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was really good as a-nun-turned-pop-sensation.&lt;br /&gt;and she annoyed me/entertained me with her blurness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;*sorry for the smaalll amount of description. she's a GIRL. how much more can i describe? the fan girl in me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%; font-style: italic;"&gt;memberontak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S69nT6_Sz2I/AAAAAAAAAUk/wk-Jn6vGjTI/s1600/hwang-tae-kyung-anjell-9290288-400-320.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453691265718865762" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S69nT6_Sz2I/AAAAAAAAAUk/wk-Jn6vGjTI/s400/hwang-tae-kyung-anjell-9290288-400-320.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jang Geun Suk as Hwang Tae Kyung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lead singer of A.N.JELL (for a good reason).&lt;br /&gt;Geung Suk/Tae Kyung's voice is like Godiva chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;it's deep and nice and deep and nice and deep and nice.&lt;br /&gt;(DON'T BELIEVE ME??? go youtube and search for "What Should I Do - Jang Geun Suk")&lt;br /&gt;he should pursue singing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;larr&lt;/span&gt;. i will be the first to buy his album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;he acted in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hwang Jini&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beethoven Virus&lt;/span&gt; before.&lt;br /&gt;but he's so cold in here that i didn't recognize him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the way he gets jealous everytime another guy gets close to MiNam, so deliciously cute...&lt;br /&gt;and i like the way he says "Go MiNam". it has this.... ring to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S69nUfOFhdI/AAAAAAAAAUs/5JBOUBQgorw/s1600/kang-shin-woo-anjell-9290301-1024-819.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453691275444585938" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S69nUfOFhdI/AAAAAAAAAUs/5JBOUBQgorw/s400/kang-shin-woo-anjell-9290301-1024-819.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jung Yong Hwa as ShinWoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aigo~~~&lt;br /&gt;guitarist of A.N.JELL. and he likes MiNam.&lt;br /&gt;Jung Yong Hwa is actually the lead singer of his band, CN Blue in real life.&lt;br /&gt;everytime he tries to go near Minam, she runs to Tae Kyung.&lt;br /&gt;and then my fangirl heart bleeds with him.&lt;br /&gt;it's so sad.&lt;br /&gt;it's really really sad.&lt;br /&gt;it's really really really sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S69nVMMNwDI/AAAAAAAAAU0/gHi07YmDhfA/s1600/leehongki_20091114_seoulbeats.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453691287516332082" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S69nVMMNwDI/AAAAAAAAAU0/gHi07YmDhfA/s400/leehongki_20091114_seoulbeats.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lee Hong Ki as Jeremy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drummer of A.N.JELL.&lt;br /&gt;also the lead singer of a korean group called FT Island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;cute and sweet (and annoying, but i refuse to admit that) Jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;he had a Coffee Prince moment where he found himself strangely attracted to MiNam (whom he thinks is a guy)&lt;br /&gt;he owns a dog named Jolie in the show.&lt;br /&gt;*i actually had a lot to say about Jeremy, but once i face the blogger page, words don't seem to come*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, during a FT Island concert in Seoul, he serenaded his favourite person on stage.&lt;br /&gt;he sang the A.N.JELL song 'still' to............. Jolie, the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;*sing to me larrr*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart melted into a huge puddle of melted heart when i saw the video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S69gZpsR-II/AAAAAAAAAUc/CVl5_UJh5G0/s1600/A.N.JELL.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453683667573536898" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S69gZpsR-II/AAAAAAAAAUc/CVl5_UJh5G0/s400/A.N.JELL.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;judging from the length of the descriptions, you can probably guess which character i like the most.&lt;br /&gt;last words of wisdom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 180%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;WATCH YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;p.s. does anyone know where can i get the dvd of You're Beautiful??? leave a comment if you do. thanks a bunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-6548062488436001912?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6548062488436001912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=6548062488436001912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/6548062488436001912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/6548062488436001912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/03/staying-up-till-4-to-fuel-my-addiction.html' title='staying up till 4 to fuel my addiction'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S69nWFvm97I/AAAAAAAAAVE/mgyu9pOl_Fc/s72-c/highcut1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-9168911223979468989</id><published>2010-03-19T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T21:27:55.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silly sue'/><title type='text'>Anagram Genius my foot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;at home. bored to death. so went website-hopping.&lt;br /&gt;stumbled Anagram Genius (http://www.anagramgenius.com/server.html)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*click* *click* *type*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 180%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ho Sue Ann &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anagrams to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eh! On anus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;what the sushi???????&lt;br /&gt;*change change*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-weight: bold;"&gt;anagram genius my foot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anagrams to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-weight: bold;"&gt;mismanage or young fat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syiok aredi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Sue Ann &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anagrams to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nun Sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i give up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-9168911223979468989?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/9168911223979468989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=9168911223979468989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/9168911223979468989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/9168911223979468989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='Anagram Genius my foot'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-5499052486806275880</id><published>2010-02-26T19:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T19:41:28.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the wait is unbearable...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHEN IS SPM RESULTS COMING OUT????? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                1ST MARCH?&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;                                                        11 MARCH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    13 MARCH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;           16 MARCH???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;HELPPPPPPPPPPPP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;( s u p e r ) s u e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-5499052486806275880?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5499052486806275880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=5499052486806275880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/5499052486806275880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/5499052486806275880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/02/wait-is-unbearable.html' title='the wait is unbearable...'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-7464054036022333848</id><published>2010-02-23T12:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T12:50:27.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cny celebrations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;CHINESE NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt; season just came and went. and coincidentally, the first day of CNY was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;VALENTINES DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;(not that it matters to me)&lt;br /&gt;(pathetic human being i am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but once we (mira n gang) went house-hopping, it's evident that LOVE was not forgotten. throughout the whole day, all we talk about was love..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(or to be more precise, the girlfriends sulk / brag about their boyfriends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what presents they got for valentine's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why their effing bfff didn't give them any presents.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new crushes......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how their bfff is not here together with them....&lt;br /&gt;(if your bfff is here, you won't even be house-hopping with us. too busy cuddling up with bfff already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRAFFIC LIGHTS....&lt;br /&gt;(=)))))) tan.....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a whole lotta gossip.&lt;br /&gt;(we're girls. that's our excuse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realized that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CNY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;VALENTINE'S DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; don't really go hand-in-hand.&lt;br /&gt;look at it this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from love-drunk couple point of view,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bfff have to go visit relatives.&lt;br /&gt; bfff have to stay at home to&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; layan&lt;/span&gt; visitors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;taiping sentral &lt;/span&gt;too many people. hard to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;berdua-duaan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bff/gff have to go back to hometown.&lt;br /&gt;bff have to collect &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angpao&lt;/span&gt; so that can use money to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;belanja&lt;/span&gt; girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;( s u p e r ) s u e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-7464054036022333848?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7464054036022333848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=7464054036022333848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/7464054036022333848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/7464054036022333848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/02/cny-celebrations.html' title='cny celebrations'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-506319204627068408</id><published>2010-02-09T20:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T22:10:36.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 10 things I'll (hopefully) remember about my KL trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ok, so i went 2 kl.&lt;br /&gt;for a WHOLE MONTH.&lt;br /&gt;and spend approximately RM698.27&lt;br /&gt;(not something to be proud of, i know)&lt;br /&gt;(atm machine very inviting...)&lt;br /&gt;(and i didn't tell my mom)&lt;br /&gt;(so please don't)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE TEN THINGS I'LL (HOPEFULLY) REMEMBER ABOUT MY KL TRIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in no particular order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S3FlEwFbYWI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Nv5tEIMtozA/s1600-h/07022010145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S3FlEwFbYWI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Nv5tEIMtozA/s400/07022010145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436237357514449250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kacau&lt;/span&gt;-ing cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S3FlEhWbhII/AAAAAAAAAUM/sxcUIw_zXgU/s1600-h/03022010129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S3FlEhWbhII/AAAAAAAAAUM/sxcUIw_zXgU/s400/03022010129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436237353559229570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nichii main shop = 5 shoplots = a lot of clothes= a happy sue ann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shhhhoooooopppiiinnnnnnnggg!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S3FlEDHodHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/O-AHcKQ1Bbs/s1600-h/P1102859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S3FlEDHodHI/AAAAAAAAAUE/O-AHcKQ1Bbs/s400/P1102859.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436237345444099186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;messy rooms (runs in the family)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S3FlDgGcRMI/AAAAAAAAAT8/AraDyfc4BTI/s1600-h/P1202897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S3FlDgGcRMI/AAAAAAAAAT8/AraDyfc4BTI/s400/P1202897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436237336043865282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(enuf said)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S3FlDNYEH0I/AAAAAAAAAT0/RjfUbavWX70/s1600-h/P1172887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S3FlDNYEH0I/AAAAAAAAAT0/RjfUbavWX70/s400/P1172887.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436237331017506626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most annoying person ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S3FfdTD4m0I/AAAAAAAAATs/4jPOk0RdLc0/s1600-h/03022010122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S3FfdTD4m0I/AAAAAAAAATs/4jPOk0RdLc0/s400/03022010122.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436231182150310722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TRYING IS FREE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S3FfdOcIwsI/AAAAAAAAATk/S5A7Fzn4Tsg/s1600-h/28012010064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S3FfdOcIwsI/AAAAAAAAATk/S5A7Fzn4Tsg/s400/28012010064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436231180909855426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visiting sunway university (which was sooooo big) (as big as my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;taman&lt;/span&gt; in taiping)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S3Ffcq42IQI/AAAAAAAAATc/i_nxDil0zso/s1600-h/06022010139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S3Ffcq42IQI/AAAAAAAAATc/i_nxDil0zso/s400/06022010139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436231171366592770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in kl, spending 30 minutes in the car to go to (insert name of any place) is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHORT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;spending 10 minutes finding a parking space in midvalley is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LUCKY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S3FfcZ6aG2I/AAAAAAAAATU/MtTlis1f70M/s1600-h/01022010104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S3FfcZ6aG2I/AAAAAAAAATU/MtTlis1f70M/s400/01022010104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436231166809742178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a chair and garden and piano in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TOILET&lt;/span&gt; is common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S3FfcM3wnDI/AAAAAAAAATM/J6te_ibFwzM/s1600-h/03022010115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S3FfcM3wnDI/AAAAAAAAATM/J6te_ibFwzM/s400/03022010115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436231163308973106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pan mee&lt;/span&gt; i have ever eaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt; s u p e r &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;  s u e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-506319204627068408?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/506319204627068408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=506319204627068408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/506319204627068408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/506319204627068408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/02/10-things-ill-hopefully-remember-about.html' title='The 10 things I&apos;ll (hopefully) remember about my KL trip'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S3FlEwFbYWI/AAAAAAAAAUU/Nv5tEIMtozA/s72-c/07022010145.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-7220709038277690932</id><published>2010-01-26T21:12:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T23:23:17.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merentas desa 2009</title><content type='html'>i was browsing through some old photos and stumbled upon these c14+1 merentas desa photos from last year. it made me realise how much time has passed by since those times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh~~~ those were the days.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, since my facebook sedang "memberontak" i shall upload them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these photos are a real gem. reminds me of the happier (less bored but more stressed) people we once were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S18CSPbimYI/AAAAAAAAASw/dg7txiJO85I/s1600-h/DSCN8828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S18CSPbimYI/AAAAAAAAASw/dg7txiJO85I/s400/DSCN8828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431062188035053954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tee and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S18CSY1RfmI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-sv7FPHdbbY/s1600-h/DSCN8830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S18CSY1RfmI/AAAAAAAAAS4/-sv7FPHdbbY/s400/DSCN8830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431062190558903906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fern fern =))) who is at js now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S18CRumJHsI/AAAAAAAAASo/NdwubQdrc2Q/s1600-h/DSCN8826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S18CRumJHsI/AAAAAAAAASo/NdwubQdrc2Q/s400/DSCN8826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431062179221151426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mk n phang = inseparable duo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S18CROO7XHI/AAAAAAAAASg/D9Pfq1JpPvs/s1600-h/DSCN8825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S18CROO7XHI/AAAAAAAAASg/D9Pfq1JpPvs/s400/DSCN8825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431062170533846130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;for some unknown (and scary reason) everyone was high after we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rentas&lt;/span&gt; the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; desa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S18AFDIfYHI/AAAAAAAAASY/MYbr7S_fAsk/s1600-h/DSCN8824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S18AFDIfYHI/AAAAAAAAASY/MYbr7S_fAsk/s400/DSCN8824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431059762372370546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;u see how happy we were before spm, u c!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S18AERoqaYI/AAAAAAAAASQ/yTv4rhenKMs/s1600-h/DSCN8823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S18AERoqaYI/AAAAAAAAASQ/yTv4rhenKMs/s400/DSCN8823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431059749085538690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;chen's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;monyok&lt;/span&gt; face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S18AD9iWPKI/AAAAAAAAASI/AMegCXmkWGA/s1600-h/DSCN8822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S18AD9iWPKI/AAAAAAAAASI/AMegCXmkWGA/s400/DSCN8822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431059743690341538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nithiyah : huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S18ADZMIpbI/AAAAAAAAASA/Uw_JmAATQH0/s1600-h/DSCN8820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S18ADZMIpbI/AAAAAAAAASA/Uw_JmAATQH0/s400/DSCN8820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431059733933499826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S18ACe_cGbI/AAAAAAAAAR4/j2of_Zkjw5E/s1600-h/DSCN8819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S18ACe_cGbI/AAAAAAAAAR4/j2of_Zkjw5E/s400/DSCN8819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431059718310992306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;those peaceful days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three may khei's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S177rqQIWcI/AAAAAAAAARw/Qcdt5Kp-ftg/s1600-h/DSCN8818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S177rqQIWcI/AAAAAAAAARw/Qcdt5Kp-ftg/s400/DSCN8818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431054928150288834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mk, crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S177rItG-7I/AAAAAAAAARo/uPO2f7673ys/s1600-h/DSCN8817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S177rItG-7I/AAAAAAAAARo/uPO2f7673ys/s400/DSCN8817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431054919145028530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mk, crazi&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;er&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S177qlm3uII/AAAAAAAAARg/IafMeaNoAvI/s1600-h/DSCN8816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S177qlm3uII/AAAAAAAAARg/IafMeaNoAvI/s400/DSCN8816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431054909723621506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mk, craz&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S177pxhmeEI/AAAAAAAAARY/kdShlalfk9o/s1600-h/DSCN8807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S177pxhmeEI/AAAAAAAAARY/kdShlalfk9o/s400/DSCN8807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431054895742875714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lae lae, doing her version of the yellow spotted lizard from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HOLES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S177pkizTxI/AAAAAAAAARQ/310WeX7syng/s1600-h/DSCN8814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S177pkizTxI/AAAAAAAAARQ/310WeX7syng/s400/DSCN8814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431054892258250514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;camwhore moment (sane moment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S175DZG4KmI/AAAAAAAAARI/jxKLem_C0Hw/s1600-h/DSCN8813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S175DZG4KmI/AAAAAAAAARI/jxKLem_C0Hw/s400/DSCN8813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431052037330053730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S175C-0pSZI/AAAAAAAAARA/CvTQRCigK8Y/s1600-h/DSCN8812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S175C-0pSZI/AAAAAAAAARA/CvTQRCigK8Y/s400/DSCN8812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431052030274259346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;another crazy mk moment here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S175CQ8DjGI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/fJqXdQElE2g/s1600-h/DSCN8811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S175CQ8DjGI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/fJqXdQElE2g/s400/DSCN8811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431052017957309538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the jokes lae used to tell.... i wonder what happened to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S175B-r8weI/AAAAAAAAAQw/vFamUoY6iLw/s1600-h/DSCN8810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S175B-r8weI/AAAAAAAAAQw/vFamUoY6iLw/s400/DSCN8810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431052013057917410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;momentary loss of face muscle control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S175BUgc82I/AAAAAAAAAQo/RC905rFaGGw/s1600-h/DSCN8809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S175BUgc82I/AAAAAAAAAQo/RC905rFaGGw/s400/DSCN8809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431052001735406434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mira wishing for sumthg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S171WA8tdlI/AAAAAAAAAQg/TjEUCYbYRlc/s1600-h/DSCN8808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S171WA8tdlI/AAAAAAAAAQg/TjEUCYbYRlc/s400/DSCN8808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431047959215961682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did this end up in my camera??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S171VVwM-CI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/GOHE_YSoB9c/s1600-h/DSCN8806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S171VVwM-CI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/GOHE_YSoB9c/s400/DSCN8806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431047947620775970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh, a guest appearance by the pengawas BP file!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S171U9pphKI/AAAAAAAAAQI/x0VimyeNaOg/s1600-h/DSCN8805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S171U9pphKI/AAAAAAAAAQI/x0VimyeNaOg/s400/DSCN8805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431047941150835874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believe or not : lae was dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S171UWUOKtI/AAAAAAAAAQA/q9losZyRrFg/s1600-h/DSCN8804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S171UWUOKtI/AAAAAAAAAQA/q9losZyRrFg/s400/DSCN8804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431047930591980242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replacing loss energy with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keropok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17yRuNLFfI/AAAAAAAAAP4/4WV66_Y72Io/s1600-h/DSCN8803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17yRuNLFfI/AAAAAAAAAP4/4WV66_Y72Io/s400/DSCN8803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431044586930378226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17yRHhjmyI/AAAAAAAAAPw/xfhf2YzAygM/s1600-h/DSCN8802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17yRHhjmyI/AAAAAAAAAPw/xfhf2YzAygM/s400/DSCN8802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431044576546888482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random moment 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17yQRtAASI/AAAAAAAAAPo/LAXPVH5RyNw/s1600-h/DSCN8800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17yQRtAASI/AAAAAAAAAPo/LAXPVH5RyNw/s400/DSCN8800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431044562099372322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mk caught on camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17yP1AmDGI/AAAAAAAAAPg/tYzFUQowAcg/s1600-h/DSCN8799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17yP1AmDGI/AAAAAAAAAPg/tYzFUQowAcg/s400/DSCN8799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431044554396929122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still with the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keropok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17yPSIBzII/AAAAAAAAAPY/VbwjyywPOJQ/s1600-h/DSCN8798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17yPSIBzII/AAAAAAAAAPY/VbwjyywPOJQ/s400/DSCN8798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431044545032866946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keropok&lt;/span&gt; wasn't enough. this is where nuggets come into the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17titJZMHI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/-ADSXKqvKJ4/s1600-h/DSCN8797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17titJZMHI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/-ADSXKqvKJ4/s400/DSCN8797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431039381145727090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that seems to be a rather interesting piece of paper to distract vivian from the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17thynZ7TI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Myi4nC3h5h4/s1600-h/DSCN8796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17thynZ7TI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Myi4nC3h5h4/s400/DSCN8796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431039365433912626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the all important 100 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17thrBprqI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Gzy_IOMmBAI/s1600-h/DSCN8795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17thrBprqI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Gzy_IOMmBAI/s400/DSCN8795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431039363396513442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmc's expression : lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17thMHjM1I/AAAAAAAAAO4/sPg129-CQLA/s1600-h/DSCN8794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17thMHjM1I/AAAAAAAAAO4/sPg129-CQLA/s400/DSCN8794.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431039355099755346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a happy fern makes the world go round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17tgi7-fSI/AAAAAAAAAOw/6hsCDRCmRq0/s1600-h/DSCN8793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17tgi7-fSI/AAAAAAAAAOw/6hsCDRCmRq0/s400/DSCN8793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431039344045358370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merpati duo =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17saVg8ejI/AAAAAAAAAOo/8QYlOCEhDhY/s1600-h/DSCN8792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17saVg8ejI/AAAAAAAAAOo/8QYlOCEhDhY/s400/DSCN8792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431038137851476530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spot the girl pulling up her pants!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17sZ5vM4xI/AAAAAAAAAOg/euZn4ngt0Qo/s1600-h/DSCN8791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17sZ5vM4xI/AAAAAAAAAOg/euZn4ngt0Qo/s400/DSCN8791.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431038130395079442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what was i doing???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17sZQSFgtI/AAAAAAAAAOY/HqRc8JXDTpI/s1600-h/DSCN8790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17sZQSFgtI/AAAAAAAAAOY/HqRc8JXDTpI/s400/DSCN8790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431038119267107538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, she's done adjusting her pants!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17sY6PMSFI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/C9Pz_BrLLqU/s1600-h/DSCN8788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17sY6PMSFI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/C9Pz_BrLLqU/s400/DSCN8788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431038113349388370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17sYOwUoRI/AAAAAAAAAOI/K5lzn7HXB7c/s1600-h/DSCN8785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S17sYOwUoRI/AAAAAAAAAOI/K5lzn7HXB7c/s400/DSCN8785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431038101677187346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CIAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;mood : nostalgic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;listening to : shinkuu no diamond crevasse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;reading : random blogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-7220709038277690932?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7220709038277690932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=7220709038277690932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/7220709038277690932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/7220709038277690932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/01/merentas-desa-2009.html' title='merentas desa 2009'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/S18CSPbimYI/AAAAAAAAASw/dg7txiJO85I/s72-c/DSCN8828.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-522887924949348469</id><published>2010-01-26T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T21:07:35.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M SOWIEEE, BLOG! I'M SOWIEEE....</title><content type='html'>dear blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        hey. it's me. ur owner. i'm so sorrie i did not talk to u nor write on u 4 such a long long time!! but please forgive me. life has been very dead, jackass boring nowadays. i don't want to waste time talking about how many plates i wash today or how many times i fold and refold my clothes.        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        but hey, thanks for being there for me, even when i'm doing nothing to you. hope we would have a nice year ahead of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;sue ann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;mood : bored, bored, bored!!!&lt;br /&gt;listening to : bad romance&lt;br /&gt;reading : skip beat!&lt;br /&gt;watching : fma brotherhood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-522887924949348469?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/522887924949348469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=522887924949348469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/522887924949348469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/522887924949348469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-sowieee-blog-im-sowieee.html' title='I&apos;M SOWIEEE, BLOG! I&apos;M SOWIEEE....'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-4469057768663178674</id><published>2009-12-29T00:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T01:15:02.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the night seems DARKER THAN BLACK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/Szjk5_xi0wI/AAAAAAAAANo/6iSTXbw5vRQ/s1600-h/Darker+than+BLACK+2+-+12+-+Large+48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/Szjk5_xi0wI/AAAAAAAAANo/6iSTXbw5vRQ/s400/Darker+than+BLACK+2+-+12+-+Large+48.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420333836563305218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darker than Black : Ryuusei no Gemini has ended.&lt;br /&gt;okay, i know most of you don't know what the hell i'm talking about, but forgive me, i just need to rant.&lt;br /&gt;so, if you will, please scroll down down down and ignore my rantings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOOOOOOO!! NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! why ?! why?! HEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!! you are supposed to get your powers back!!!!!! and whats with the idiotic cliffhanger ending, bones??!!! now i don't even know whether hei is still alive, yin is still alive, or living in earth number 2?!!! and what was that male-yin-look alike? izanami still alive??&lt;br /&gt;and what, no season three?????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhh~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;that's better.&lt;br /&gt;now i'll just drown my sorrow in lucky star, kyouya and sebastian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe shopping too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhh~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-4469057768663178674?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4469057768663178674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=4469057768663178674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/4469057768663178674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/4469057768663178674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2009/12/night-seems-darker-than-black.html' title='the night seems DARKER THAN BLACK'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/Szjk5_xi0wI/AAAAAAAAANo/6iSTXbw5vRQ/s72-c/Darker+than+BLACK+2+-+12+-+Large+48.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-2981301620632395987</id><published>2009-12-24T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T20:50:49.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEAR SANTA, all i want for chrismas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SzioJVU9H_I/AAAAAAAAANY/en6zMcX33gA/s1600-h/LadyGaGa_TheFameMonster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 364px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SzioJVU9H_I/AAAAAAAAANY/en6zMcX33gA/s400/LadyGaGa_TheFameMonster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420267029837717490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;THISSSSSSSSS&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise i'll be good this year (or next). so i ll hang my bata socks on my door. oh, and i'll put some chipsmore near the door too!! and there's no chimney in my house, so you can come in through the front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;your loving and hopeful fan,&lt;br /&gt;sue ann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-2981301620632395987?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2981301620632395987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=2981301620632395987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/2981301620632395987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/2981301620632395987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2009/12/dear-santa-all-i-want-for-chrismas.html' title='DEAR SANTA, all i want for chrismas...'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SzioJVU9H_I/AAAAAAAAANY/en6zMcX33gA/s72-c/LadyGaGa_TheFameMonster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-8151535301746938318</id><published>2009-12-20T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T20:58:48.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DRIVING pt2</title><content type='html'>i went for my QTI on thurs. was a nervous wreck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nervous until i forgot 2 put on my seat belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hits herself in the head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily, i brushed through!!! woot!!! now, i have the BIGGGGGGGG test coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i also have a new found respect towards all the drivers on the road. yes, including those old taxi drivers and young ones (who just got their P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise i will not laugh at any &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lembu&lt;/span&gt; or P people anymore. cross my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-8151535301746938318?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8151535301746938318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=8151535301746938318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/8151535301746938318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/8151535301746938318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2009/12/driving-pt2.html' title='DRIVING pt2'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-2528434376803819454</id><published>2009-12-11T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T19:36:33.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woot!!! spm OVA!!!!</title><content type='html'>Shout it to the world!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-2528434376803819454?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2528434376803819454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=2528434376803819454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/2528434376803819454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/2528434376803819454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2009/12/woot-spm-ova.html' title='woot!!! spm OVA!!!!'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-3989858269254070598</id><published>2009-10-19T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T09:43:13.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scolarships....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;make me feel like I'm selling myself with a 50% tag slapped on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-3989858269254070598?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3989858269254070598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=3989858269254070598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/3989858269254070598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/3989858269254070598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2009/10/scolarships.html' title='scolarships....'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-6578942323957332192</id><published>2009-09-27T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:45:45.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DRIVING</title><content type='html'>i've waited a long long time to learn to drive. long long time. so when i finally went to the driving centre, well......... let's just say things were not like what i dreamed of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DREAMS AND EXPECTATIONS:&lt;br /&gt;nice air-conditioned place, maybe plaster ceiling, friendly crowd, fast check in system, happy clerks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALITY:&lt;br /&gt;atap roof, no air-con, a clerk who shows me a sulky face when my fingerprint cannot be scanned by the computer,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; idiot&lt;/span&gt; (those who went with me know who i am refering to, and no, it's not the clerk) who has a brain but doesn't use it, need i say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DREAMS AND EXPECTATIONS 2:&lt;br /&gt;a nice understandable college or uni style lecturer plus comfy hall with adequate air-conditioning. good reference books with a language that i could understand. (ok, uni lecturer is a bit over the top...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALITY 2:&lt;br /&gt;trailer which creaks every time we move, peeling walls and teacher who keeps saying *MEMANDU ITU BAHAYA!!!*, reference book which has yellowing pages. i scanned the first page.... and spotted *diterbit pada 1988*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, the food there is OVERPRICED and NOT NICE. so for those who are going to take your driving lessons at SEPAKAT, i advice you either (a) bring your own food (b) not eat at all or (c) have a heavy breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S   my dreams and expectations are just a product of my own imagination.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-6578942323957332192?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6578942323957332192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=6578942323957332192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/6578942323957332192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/6578942323957332192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2009/09/driving.html' title='DRIVING'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-6872933256191838241</id><published>2009-09-19T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T20:58:25.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freedom taste sweet.... until you realised what you missed.</title><content type='html'>after a long drought (the last time i posted something was in august) (that also only a picture), i am back!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because the trials are OFFICIALLY OVER!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more sleeping at 3.&lt;br /&gt;no more texting each other at 3 to stay awake.&lt;br /&gt;no more staring at the test paper cursing myself on why-did-i-skip-that-part-last-night-when- i-am-studying-and-jpn-decided-to-put-it-inside.&lt;br /&gt;no more dirty-pig-style-room!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scratch the last point. room still a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as i was looking through my last few posts, i stumbled on the one about winning a prize from hitz. (i know it's long long donkey years long time ago, but i have very few posts...) then i was like, "oohh, 6 comments! let's read..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so *scroll scroll*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*scroll*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*scroll*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until i saw this comment by ADAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADAM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADAM C?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*clink on the name/link*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*saw 'ADAM''S profile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....yes it was ADAM C from hitz.fm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ho sue ann is in shock*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. let's name this the day ho sue ann discovered that ADAM C commented on her blog, of which she did not touch for months, of which she would have read it if she did decided to not be lazy and visit her stagnant blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see! it doesn't pay to be lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho sue ann learnt it the hard way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-6872933256191838241?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6872933256191838241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=6872933256191838241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/6872933256191838241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/6872933256191838241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2009/09/freedom-taste-sweet-until-you-realised.html' title='freedom taste sweet.... until you realised what you missed.'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-8209154345968105801</id><published>2009-07-30T15:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T15:46:01.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IDEAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SnFPZvvN0sI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ZLWJZ1k4HWM/s1600-h/3f1c45a4cca7e0_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SnFPZvvN0sI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ZLWJZ1k4HWM/s400/3f1c45a4cca7e0_full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364155934904799938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-8209154345968105801?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8209154345968105801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=8209154345968105801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/8209154345968105801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/8209154345968105801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='IDEAS'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SnFPZvvN0sI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ZLWJZ1k4HWM/s72-c/3f1c45a4cca7e0_full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-3164319721454626395</id><published>2009-07-22T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T22:25:08.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a year older.... but not much of a difference</title><content type='html'>okay, so i am now officially 17. (precisely on 19 July on 2.05 pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's a (supposed) hype surrounding the oh-congratulations-you-are-seventeen-form-five-already-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hor&lt;/span&gt;. but on my birthday, i felt terribly......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dissapointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-3164319721454626395?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3164319721454626395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=3164319721454626395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/3164319721454626395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/3164319721454626395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2009/07/year-older-but-not-much-of-difference.html' title='a year older.... but not much of a difference'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-5702114333083787006</id><published>2009-07-11T11:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T11:22:16.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pfftt! teachers!</title><content type='html'>sometimes, i have a feeling that teachers think a bit (a lot) too highly of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;as in, because they are teachers, they are like kings or queens in school. but it is rather true. i mean look at the way we treat our teachers (in convent).&lt;br /&gt;1. we have to bow a little and greet them.&lt;br /&gt;2. we have to stand and welcome them (when they enter class)&lt;br /&gt;3. we have to follow their every order or whim  (i.e. flapping our hands around the class during pn cecilia's period)&lt;br /&gt;4. we have to (patiently) deal with their horrid mood swings. (......i can't put her name here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, it's no wonder that the teacher's get a little bit proud and cocky at times. (naik kepala) they think they are better than us students. i mean, come on, we students are still HUMANS. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HOMO SAPIENS&lt;/span&gt;, just like you. we are just a lil' younger than you. just because you hold the coveted "teacher" title, doesn't make you a much better human than us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, we must respect our teachers but then, do they respect us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at this situation. me and vivian were supposed to go to this competition at ppd, on the same day as the kuiz kimia. so, we were told to go see this teacher, Pn.M, to ask on when can we retake the exam. so off we went to find her. then when we found her, we (as usual) knocked on the door of the sc lab. and was left waiting for 5 minutes before she shift her attention to us. (mind you she wasn't even teaching at that time) then she was like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"SAY WHAT YOU WANT TO SAY AND BE GONE".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I WAS LIKE PFFT?! be gone!!!? i'm not rubbish or something.  to make matters worst she really didn't care whether we wondering if it was possible to retake our exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; all she cares is that she needs to go back home at (precisely) 1.30 to cook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-5702114333083787006?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5702114333083787006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=5702114333083787006' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/5702114333083787006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/5702114333083787006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2009/07/pfftt-teachers.html' title='pfftt! teachers!'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-1936155685468542758</id><published>2009-06-21T10:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T10:55:08.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be afraid..... be very afraid....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/Sj2gtwIds7I/AAAAAAAAAMg/5V2QivoWzk0/s1600-h/DSCN9601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/Sj2gtwIds7I/AAAAAAAAAMg/5V2QivoWzk0/s400/DSCN9601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349608640260977586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-1936155685468542758?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1936155685468542758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=1936155685468542758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/1936155685468542758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/1936155685468542758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2009/06/be-afraid-be-very-afraid.html' title='be afraid..... be very afraid....'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/Sj2gtwIds7I/AAAAAAAAAMg/5V2QivoWzk0/s72-c/DSCN9601.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-5865163073110894855</id><published>2009-06-11T22:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T15:13:08.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i won something! for the first time!</title><content type='html'>yes seriously! i won something from a competition for the first time! (the time where i won a tin of lychee during standard three is not counted) and best of all...... i won it from two celebrities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes celebrities! paris hilton-like celebrities! the one with camera and paparazzi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes! want to know who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WON BLACK EYED PEAS NEWEST ALBUM PLUS TEE FROM ADAM C AND JIN FROM HITZ.FM!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, fine. so they're not paris hilton. they don't have cameras snapping their pictures evertime they go to tesco or pavillion. but they manage the night show together, and that's big enough for me. i mean, their djs! people listen to them on the radio! every night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i knew that the station was giving away free cds thru' out the day and at precisely 8.42 pm yesterday, i heard a B.E.P song playing on the radio (it was the cue to call) while redoing my kerja amal moral for the 4th time.&lt;br /&gt;and i thought, no technically my reflex arc took over. i grabbed my mobile phone the instant i heard will.i.am "gonna get get" line from boom boom pow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;*toot toot*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i picked on my fingernails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;hello it's hitz.fm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;i fell off my chair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;hello?! hello?! are you okay?&lt;/span&gt; (for christ sake, ADAM C is asking whether I, ho sue ann, a worm-hater, form5 girl living in taiping whether I AM FINE or not!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;yyy...ya...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;have you won anything from hitz.fm in the past 30 days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;errrr...no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;what's your name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;sue ann. &lt;/span&gt;(the only line i did not stammer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;all right. please act excited cause you won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;oooooookay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;silence~~~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;(my legs started shaking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;hitz.fm party with adam c and jin powered by Hotlink Youth Club. and suuuueee annnn&lt;/span&gt; (no kidding, he did drag my name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;are you a huge fan of Black Eyed Peas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;YA!!!! &lt;/span&gt;(i refuse to put down the phone) ( ok, i am a big fan, not a HUGE fan) (so what if i lied)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;good coz sue ann....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;speechless at the sound of my name spoken by te mouth owned by adam c.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;YOU HAVE WON the BLACK EYED PEAS LIMITED EDITION TEE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;yyyyeay!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;and guess wat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;IT'S BONUS HOUR so YOU GOT THEIR BRAND NEW CD AS WELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;screeeeaaaammmmmmssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;wow, she screams so high my eardrums almost burst.&lt;/span&gt; (no joke, he really did say that) (if you were listening yesterday, you will be able to identify the screaming girl as me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;okayyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;i need you to stay on the line to collect details okay. here's jordin sparks with "battlefield"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ok can i have your phone number please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ok. 013-513 ****.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;alright. we'll call you again to get more details. thanks. bye!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;bbbbbye!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****i realised i didn't say thank you at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes later.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;phone rings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;hi sue ann! this is jin from hitz! can i have your full name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;oh ok. (starts trembling all over again) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;your ic number?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;92......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ok cool.&lt;/span&gt; (he said COOLLL!!!!!) &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;we'll call you if we need anythg else. we'll mail you the prize so dun worry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ok thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;bye!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;*toot toot*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stares into space, xtreme shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it must have been lian li's special wasabi conconction that drove me to do this. i really must thank her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-5865163073110894855?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5865163073110894855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=5865163073110894855' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/5865163073110894855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/5865163073110894855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-won-something-for-first-time.html' title='i won something! for the first time!'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-1208349875476906673</id><published>2009-06-08T09:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T10:00:39.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aftershock</title><content type='html'>yeah exam is finally over~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my mother kept reminding me of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;exam yet to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-1208349875476906673?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1208349875476906673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=1208349875476906673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/1208349875476906673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/1208349875476906673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2009/06/aftershock.html' title='aftershock'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-596371500881385155</id><published>2009-05-28T17:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:24:23.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18/5 - 29/5 : D-DAY</title><content type='html'>daily activities of ho sue ann from 18/5-29/5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. study&lt;br /&gt;2. go school&lt;br /&gt;3. take exam&lt;br /&gt;4. try to fill in the countless empty spaces on the exam paper&lt;br /&gt;5. worry about how to finish studying at night&lt;br /&gt;6. go home&lt;br /&gt;7. study&lt;br /&gt;8. study&lt;br /&gt;9. study&lt;br /&gt;10. eat&lt;br /&gt;11. study&lt;br /&gt;12. study&lt;br /&gt;13. study&lt;br /&gt;14. pretend to go out and read the newspaper but actually trying to catch glimpses of American Idol&lt;br /&gt;15. going green with envy over my father who fell asleep in his chair while watching American Idol&lt;br /&gt;16. study&lt;br /&gt;17. sulk&lt;br /&gt;18. study&lt;br /&gt;19. study&lt;br /&gt;20. dreamt that i was studying&lt;br /&gt;21. woke up and discover that i wasn't studying&lt;br /&gt;22. study&lt;br /&gt;23. study&lt;br /&gt;24. gives up and sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the exam hall the next day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. try to fill the empty spaces on the exam paper with something that won't make me look like i just crammed 374 pages of biology into my head yesterday night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-596371500881385155?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/596371500881385155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=596371500881385155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/596371500881385155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/596371500881385155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2009/05/185-295-d-day.html' title='18/5 - 29/5 : D-DAY'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-7254759158400667667</id><published>2009-05-05T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T00:11:23.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that's so FASH!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SgBVofoGtJI/AAAAAAAAALg/FBi2znUXLr8/s1600-h/P4181502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SgBVofoGtJI/AAAAAAAAALg/FBi2znUXLr8/s400/P4181502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332356112979506322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;BTW, MK (ON THE FAR LEFT) GOT 3RD PLACE FOR TRADITIONAL CATEGORY, YK N LAE (WEDDING COUPLE) GOT 1ST!! AND VIVIAN GOT 3RD FOR CONTEMPORARY (EVENING WEAR) CATEGORY)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this is like old, traditional, warisan nenek moyang news already, but I AM SO PROUD of my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anak-anak&lt;/span&gt; during fashion show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it was a group effort (e.g the finding the gowns, make up, walking on high heels etc. ) and since i wasn't modeling (like, obviously) i tried my best to be of use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this event was very important to me because it was the closest thing i could get to actually designing and sewing a gown by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO may khei, ah khai, lae, vivian, the chinese umbrella, the youth bridal studio aunty (the bridal studio became our 3rd home), lemon tree, our transport manager aka all the parents, the high heels, mr gary, MARIA and JULIA, mrs chua and the rest that made it WORK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU  FOR MAKING IT A SUCCESS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-7254759158400667667?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7254759158400667667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=7254759158400667667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/7254759158400667667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/7254759158400667667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2009/05/thats-so-fash.html' title='that&apos;s so FASH!!'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SgBVofoGtJI/AAAAAAAAALg/FBi2znUXLr8/s72-c/P4181502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-2569706181492642282</id><published>2009-04-12T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:22:10.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMKCT pesta ria</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SMK CONVENT TAIPING IS HAVING IT'S OPEN DAY A.K.A. PESTA RIA A.K.A. MAKING THE SCHOOL RICHER PROGRAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VENUE : SMK CONVENT TAIPING&lt;br /&gt;DATE : 17 &amp;amp; 18 APRIL 2009&lt;br /&gt;TIME : 9-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE ARE TONS OF ACTIVITIES (BUT NOT ALL FUN)&lt;br /&gt;SUCH AS CONCERTS, GHOST HOUSES, EXHIBITIONS AND CHEER LEADING COMPETITIONS AND FASHION SHOWS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO DO COME!&lt;br /&gt;(I AM WORRIED THAT NOT A SINGLE SOUL WILL COME, THAT EXPLAINS THE CAPITAL LETTERS FOR THE WHOLE POST)&lt;br /&gt;AND MR CHAN FORCED US TO DO FREE ADVERTISING FOR THE SCHOOL THROUGH BLOGS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S PLEASE COME FOR THE FASHION SHOW! IT'S ON FRIDAY, 8-10 PM.&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. YOU CAN GET YOUR TICKETS THROUGH ANY CONVENT GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-2569706181492642282?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2569706181492642282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=2569706181492642282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/2569706181492642282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/2569706181492642282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2009/04/smkct-pesta-ria.html' title='SMKCT pesta ria'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-8032798628941279712</id><published>2009-03-17T10:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T10:06:05.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHO DID WELL IN THEIR RECENT EXAM PLEASE PUT DOWN YOUR HANDS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i raise both hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-8032798628941279712?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8032798628941279712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=8032798628941279712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/8032798628941279712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/8032798628941279712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2009/03/who-did-well-in-their-recent-exam.html' title='WHO DID WELL IN THEIR RECENT EXAM PLEASE PUT DOWN YOUR HANDS.'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-8154800530359224415</id><published>2009-03-08T10:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T10:13:11.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tuition vs school</title><content type='html'>a little while ago, my class's bm teacher got mad at us (the class) for not preparing some kind of pembentangan. to save the teacher's "water-face" aka &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;air muka&lt;/span&gt; i'll just call her Pn Ketot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when she was busy throwing insults to us, a line from her rant caught my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;" saya tahu kamu tak perlu saya ajar kamu.&lt;br /&gt;kamu sudah pandai, pergi tuition pun dah cukup!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;which, brings me to my main point here. everytime we mention about how much homework we have in school, and not counting extra co-curiculur activities, the teachers would always bring up the matter of tuitions. well, according to the teachers when they grew up, there were no such thing as tuitions. then, they proceed to condemn tuitions, as a waste of time and sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bear in mind a few of these teachers are giving tuition outside school hours too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry to say, but the education system has caused us to be the way we are. everthing we do is just to get the string of As in our exam cert. WE are labelled by how many As we get, how high is our GPA and our percentages. and another sorry point to note is that the standard of teachers in national school is going down the drain. i remember once in Form 4 where we asked our biology teacher about the term "denatured".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 3 devils in the back row (aka mk, vc and i): cikgu what is "denatured"?&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu : huh? 'DENATURED'?&lt;br /&gt;the 3 devils in the back row : ya cikgu. denatured itu apa?&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu : errr...errr....(after a lot or err-ings) ah, Penyahaslian!&lt;br /&gt;the3 devils in the back row : huh? penyahaslian? apa itu cikgu?&lt;br /&gt;cikgu : err... err.......&lt;br /&gt;the 3 devils : .... (giggling silently and hitting each other for giggling)&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the class looks hopefully at the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;cikgu : err... err..... nanti saya balik rumah cari kamus. esok saya bagitahu kamu k?&lt;br /&gt;at this point, we (the 3 devils were already ROFL-ing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see! that's why we need tuitions.  and to note, i think the time most of us spend in tuition are much more than the time we spend in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-8154800530359224415?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8154800530359224415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=8154800530359224415' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/8154800530359224415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/8154800530359224415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2009/03/tuition-vs-school.html' title='tuition vs school'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-3017337217679206639</id><published>2009-02-09T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T23:18:05.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>again.</title><content type='html'>Tagged by a DUCK. (What the f? Ducks can use the pc?)&lt;br /&gt;Directions :Once you have been tagged,you have to write a post with sixteen random things,habits or goals about you.&lt;br /&gt;At the end,choose five people to be tagged,listing their names and why you chose them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact 1: I have been tagged. (darn, i knew i shouldn't have visited ducky's blog!)&lt;br /&gt;Fact 2: Am trying to find articles for the idiotic English board in school.&lt;br /&gt;Fact 3: I am the ONLY one doing the board, of all the 25 members of 5SC1!&lt;br /&gt;Fact 4: And the thing is, i am currently cutting out letterings which read "5SC1's English Corner". INSTEAD, how about naming it "Sue Ann's English Corner".&lt;br /&gt;Fact 5: And if SHE wants it so fast, why don't she do it herself?!&lt;br /&gt;Fact 6 : Hello?! Students aren't really robots you know? We're kinda like old processers. we don't work fast.&lt;br /&gt;Fact 7 : Gets more hot tempered now&lt;br /&gt;Fact 8: And I am hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Fact 9: And I am wasting time doing THIS!&lt;br /&gt;Fact 10: What the f?&lt;br /&gt;Fact 11: Oh God LOOK AT THE TIME?!&lt;br /&gt;Fact 12: oh my *breaks down and cry*&lt;br /&gt;Fact 13 : bear with me, i'm already at post 13.&lt;br /&gt;Fact 14 : 2 more to go...&lt;br /&gt;Fact 15: One more...&lt;br /&gt;Fact 16: ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-3017337217679206639?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3017337217679206639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=3017337217679206639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/3017337217679206639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/3017337217679206639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2009/02/tag-by-jason-directions-once-you-have.html' title='again.'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-6318400340692048683</id><published>2009-02-03T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T23:11:18.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school........again.</title><content type='html'>back after, what, 6 weeks of holiday? waking has always been the hardest part of going back to school - no matter if it's monday or after a long holiday, waking up is STILL the hardest part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-6318400340692048683?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6318400340692048683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=6318400340692048683' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/6318400340692048683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/6318400340692048683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2009/02/schoolagain.html' title='school........again.'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-4997102044255101267</id><published>2009-02-03T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T23:23:19.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clique = popularity(?)</title><content type='html'>i was browsing through blogs when i came across fern's blog (&lt;a href="http://www.intoducing-another-me.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.intoducing-another-me.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;), and her newest blog post "cliques".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after reading it through, i was thinking, what defines 'popularity', especially in convent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said that there was a friend of a friend of a friend of her mother whose daughter is trying to get good grades so that she could enter our clique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, getting good grades doesn't mean that you could be accepted into our clique. we have been close friends for yeaarrrssss now, and i mean yearrrsssss. for example, i was there when Fern was born. and who can forget May Khei and her super sombong attitude when she was small (no offense la, you are WAY BETTER now). oh ya, and ORANG-ORANG RAJIN KOORDINAT (O4O2) a.k.a Nithiyah. Hah, i even remember how Lian Li, Wei Ling, Hsiang and I would smuggle yo-yo and ranma comics to school! oh and the infamous knock-on-the-head-change-everything-deru-ombak Lae?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;furthermore, we just try harder than everyone else. we are not rich, so i think most of us (except those who are sure to be taking FatherMotherScholarship(FMS)) are trying to get a scholarship. and us few of us happen to super-rajin and bertanggungjawab. for example May Khei and her long, long, long TO-DO LIST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminiscing about all this makes me feel........old(!) when the c14 gather together, we make sure we spend as much time together so that these memories never fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having fun, cliques, good grades, popularity and friendship are very, VERY different things. being smart doesn't make you my friend, nor vice versa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-4997102044255101267?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4997102044255101267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=4997102044255101267' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/4997102044255101267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/4997102044255101267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2009/01/clique-popularity.html' title='clique = popularity(?)'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-739021439944397764</id><published>2008-12-27T00:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T21:04:25.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 THINGS i did not know about BALI, INDONESIA</title><content type='html'>1. they serve very good trifles there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SVUURL3n_GI/AAAAAAAAAIg/LVkeLGBtxOE/s1600-h/PC241079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284152023265573986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SVUURL3n_GI/AAAAAAAAAIg/LVkeLGBtxOE/s400/PC241079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. balinese people are very dirty poeple....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SVURJ_AfxII/AAAAAAAAAIY/8Ip-OmSX_jU/s1600-h/PC220054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284148601019155586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SVURJ_AfxII/AAAAAAAAAIY/8Ip-OmSX_jU/s400/PC220054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SVURJiQgUNI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Kb45EQkjhyM/s1600-h/PC220988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284148593301672146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SVURJiQgUNI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Kb45EQkjhyM/s400/PC220988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.they have more high-end shops there (better than taiping!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SVUOSjHpyZI/AAAAAAAAAII/FCuNiflReaw/s1600-h/PC241085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284145449616918930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SVUOSjHpyZI/AAAAAAAAAII/FCuNiflReaw/s400/PC241085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SVUOSVyu4II/AAAAAAAAAIA/UbcTdYjbVL4/s1600-h/PC241082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284145446039511170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SVUOSVyu4II/AAAAAAAAAIA/UbcTdYjbVL4/s400/PC241082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SVUOSIKvrwI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4C6-wcS2J9E/s1600-h/PC241081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284145442382130946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SVUOSIKvrwI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4C6-wcS2J9E/s400/PC241081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. there is a strawberry farm in bali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SVUHyVwx6rI/AAAAAAAAAHw/0qRpyWPiqnE/s1600-h/PC231039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284138299205741234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SVUHyVwx6rI/AAAAAAAAAHw/0qRpyWPiqnE/s400/PC231039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SVUHx_xrtrI/AAAAAAAAAHo/iHnIN5FeaqI/s1600-h/PC220995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284138293303948978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SVUHx_xrtrI/AAAAAAAAAHo/iHnIN5FeaqI/s400/PC220995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; trust me, it is colder than cameron highlands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. i will enjoy my time there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-739021439944397764?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/739021439944397764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=739021439944397764' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/739021439944397764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/739021439944397764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2008/12/5-things-i-did-not-know-about-bali.html' title='5 THINGS i did not know about BALI, INDONESIA'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SVUURL3n_GI/AAAAAAAAAIg/LVkeLGBtxOE/s72-c/PC241079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-2117164683322858017</id><published>2008-12-19T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T23:31:10.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>introducing GASOLINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;okay, i have heard a lot about &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;GASoline&lt;/span&gt; from my cousin, about how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; it is and (very) popular among her friends. so since i was at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;BTS&lt;/span&gt; or more commonly known as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Berjaya&lt;/span&gt; Times Square by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kampung&lt;/span&gt;-folks&lt;/span&gt; like yours truly, i decided to stop by to see how &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;yeng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and how &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;keng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh by the way, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;GASoline&lt;/span&gt; here is not the gasoline you use in your car or the common gasoline (i am not familiar with the uses of gasoline)(common gasoline(?)) but it is actually a RESTAURANT. oh, and apparently, it is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;GASoline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; not &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;GASOLINE&lt;/span&gt;. (notice the diff) (i guess &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;GASOLINE&lt;/span&gt; is less funky than &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;GASoline&lt;/span&gt;). it is on the third floor, opposite OLD TOWN CAFE. on the outside, it looks rather spooky (there's bones at the entrance) and dark, but as you enter, well......it is still dark and spooky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here, you will be greeted by (most probably) a sulky teenager who will look at you with what-the-hell-who-are-you-looks-down-his-nose-ayah-another-customer-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;nevermind&lt;/span&gt;-i-look-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;yeng&lt;/span&gt; kinda look. then, he/she will ask whether you "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wan floor or table?!" &lt;/span&gt;after trying to relay the message in his/her mother tongue, then comes his/her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;beng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; translated version. he/she will then bring you to your seat/table and hands you the menu, the paper to order and a pencil. the rest, self service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead of the stereotype can-i-take-your-order?, we had to write down our own order into the paper with the very blunt pencil (which i bet has been used by countless others).and then on the wall, you will have three buttons....."call", "waiter" and "bill".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess by now you can already (virtually) imagine how it is like. u write your order, you press button, waiter comes. the buttons is a very interesting concept if you are one of those types who loves to see others coming to serve you and your every whim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the food there was typical cafe style food, although they do serve a very wide range of food (in very cute plates and cups) and the air-conditioning there is very efficient.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think you want to hear me crap on and on about the place anymore (as i just realised i have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;writing&lt;/span&gt; and scribbling for four paragraphs already). so, now i serve you a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;few photographs&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;GASoline&lt;/span&gt;.enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i realised that the pictures came out in the opposite direction instead of the way i wanted them to.well, if you would so kindly scroll down first, and then slowly upwards........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SUu1mFV8wxI/AAAAAAAAAHA/CE0vSJM7wNI/s1600-h/PC180886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SUu1mFV8wxI/AAAAAAAAAHA/CE0vSJM7wNI/s400/PC180886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281514653895934738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;the food we ordered. observe that the logos are even printed on the napkins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SUu1lh_djSI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Ffq0Zr27B84/s1600-h/PC180882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SUu1lh_djSI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Ffq0Zr27B84/s400/PC180882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281514644406373666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my cousin and i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SUu1lH8CzdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/cxQ7hKnRgVk/s1600-h/PC180883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SUu1lH8CzdI/AAAAAAAAAGw/cxQ7hKnRgVk/s400/PC180883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281514637412715986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the logo of the restaurant. look at how grumpy she is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SUu1kqQujdI/AAAAAAAAAGo/qosH6c8SkOo/s1600-h/PC180879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SUu1kqQujdI/AAAAAAAAAGo/qosH6c8SkOo/s400/PC180879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281514629446405586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.......and compare it with this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SUu1kBkHXVI/AAAAAAAAAGg/9r-XDTRZtrs/s1600-h/PC180881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SUu1kBkHXVI/AAAAAAAAAGg/9r-XDTRZtrs/s400/PC180881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281514618521869650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;random take of the walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-2117164683322858017?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2117164683322858017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=2117164683322858017' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/2117164683322858017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/2117164683322858017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2008/12/introducing-gasoline.html' title='introducing GASOLINE'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SUu1mFV8wxI/AAAAAAAAAHA/CE0vSJM7wNI/s72-c/PC180886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-2484143203525847726</id><published>2008-12-16T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T22:12:15.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged by AUDREY YAP LI ANN i.e. my mother's sister's daughter aka my cousin</title><content type='html'>by now, i think most poeple would already know what is this tagging stuff about....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a figment of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Do you have a secret?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yes. i suppose anyone has.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Would you fall in love with a girl/guy younger than you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depends(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Do you enjoy going to school?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. What will you do with a billion &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dolars&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Which is more blessed, being loved by someone or loving someone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bein&lt;/span&gt;' loved (i am selfish :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Will you fall in love with your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bestfriends&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD NO!!!! i am straight..... well.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; review if i have a best friend of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. What do you think is special?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something that stays in your mind after a long time.... something that others never experienced/dun have.... something-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;! it depends on the person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. If the person you really liked is attached, what will you do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;move on, is suppose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you extremely Happy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Do you have any regrets?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;manyyyyyy&lt;/span&gt;..... but "let the bygones be bygones" and there is no use crying over spilt milk... after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;alll&lt;/span&gt;, it's only milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. How would you like to see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the same way i am now. with my eyes, of course. maybe through a mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Who is the current most important to you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;errr&lt;/span&gt;, family(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. What kind of the person who you think the person tagged you is?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousin? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;audrey&lt;/span&gt; (aka &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;everduck&lt;/span&gt;)? well, they say you need to see to believe.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Would you rather to be single and rich or married and poor?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;single and rich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. What is your favourite colour?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depends. right now, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;erm&lt;/span&gt;, it'll be apple green!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Would you give all in a relationship?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;specify "all"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. If you fall in love with two people &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;simultaneously&lt;/span&gt;, who would you pick?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it even possible?? well, the one who loves me back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing the someone has done?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. i am one of those people who waste energy harbouring revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Do you prefer to be single or in relationship?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not really know. i have not been in a relationship before, EVER. so if i happen to be in one, i will make a comparison....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hereby tag:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fern, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;even though&lt;/span&gt; i know that this will be a pain in your ass....&lt;br /&gt;2. May &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Khei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Lae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-2484143203525847726?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2484143203525847726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=2484143203525847726' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/2484143203525847726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/2484143203525847726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2008/12/tagged-by-audrey-yap-li-ann-ie-my.html' title='tagged by AUDREY YAP LI ANN i.e. my mother&apos;s sister&apos;s daughter aka my cousin'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-1795800332289051146</id><published>2008-12-13T16:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T16:42:53.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mewarisi genes-genes 'exercise'</title><content type='html'>when one asks me what my good attributes are.... well, i would &lt;em&gt;simply hantam &lt;/em&gt;and say "ahh, my loud voice &lt;em&gt;kwa"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would never, NEVER say that my fitness is my plus point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not really favor anything that requires me using my energy or muscle to the max. i mean, i would not wake up and say "hey, lets go jogging today! the sky is blue and the birds are chirping!" or "what a BEAUTIFUL day! i should go for a swim!" or "ayo, blood pressure go up ad, so must go exercise!". and then, after the exercise, i will not be "wah, i feel so darn good after the exercise lah! i go exercise again tommorow-lah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if that happens, i grant you permission to hit me at the back of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing that spurred and inspired me to blab about this issue is because every time i meet my mother's friends/acquaintance, the thing i always hear is "ahh ah lan, why your daughter never go up the hill wan?" (the hill referring to maxwell hill) or "lan, why never bring your daughter go jalan lake?" (lake gardens) and when the aunty or uncle looks at me, expecting an answer, i will just look at the aunty or uncle and give a meek smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it annoys me a lot because my mother is like, an exercise freak. not 'freak' in a bad way, but in the way that she is really crazy about it. worst, she used to join competitions and jogathons and more than often, earned a place in the top three. even when you just walk alongside her when she goes to the market or tesco to hunt for discounted chillies and cauliflowers, she walks as though a lion or tiger is at her tail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, when i came along i did not seem to share her interest in exercising. any form of exercising in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have came to a conclusion that my father's lazy genes has polluted my moms hardworking genes to produce...... well, a much lazier combination, i.e. me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-1795800332289051146?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1795800332289051146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=1795800332289051146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/1795800332289051146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/1795800332289051146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2008/12/maxwell-hill.html' title='mewarisi genes-genes &apos;exercise&apos;'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-5775504698574973880</id><published>2008-12-03T23:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:54:00.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>debates, story spinning, and RM2.70 petrol</title><content type='html'>well, as many know, my dear friend, ms. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lim&lt;/span&gt; fern &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yi&lt;/span&gt;, has written in to the star to display her, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;erm&lt;/span&gt;, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;perasaan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tidak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;puas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hati&lt;/span&gt;" about &lt;strong&gt;people who do not appreciate the price drop of fuel &lt;/strong&gt;(that is, if you have been living under the coconut shell or have no money to buy newspaper, from RM2.70 TO RM2.00 (and now RM1,70)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a friend and also supporter, i would like to express my own "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;perasaan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tidak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;puas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hati&lt;/span&gt;" about the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, after she wrote in to the star, she received an onslaught of critics and terrible and rude comments at this blog, www.clique14@hotmail.com , mainly from people (i.e. the star reader and etc. who do not have the guts to actually use &lt;em&gt;proper means &lt;/em&gt;to defend their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;POV&lt;/span&gt;) who disagrees with her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; that issue, which eventually lead to the usage of four letter words and much other rude things (they even say we have terrible grammar. heads up, we just do not have a very colourful vocab like them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the worse thing was, they treated us, 16-year-old teenagers like rubbish who go to school to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lepak&lt;/span&gt; instead of studying, quoting that we do not drive etc. etc. and do not work etc. etc. and we do not know what the heck is going on in this country etc. etc. and in general meaning &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LITTLE KIDS WHO DO NOT KNOW HOW TERRIBLE THE ADULTS ARE SUFFERING SHOULD NOT MESS WITH SUCH ISSUES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, they sunk that low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they suck too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever heard of freedom of expression people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must i remind you that these few unfortunate kids who "do not earn a single penny" are the future leaders?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway, i would like to show the ORIGINAL letter that fern sent to the star.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I refer to the article "Fuel price drop 'good but not good enough'"(Star metro 20 Nov). I am irritated to see that my fellow citizens are not content with the price drop in petrol. Compared to the previous RM2.70, petrol has gone down by a whooping 70 cents, something not expected before the global economic recession.&lt;/strong&gt; Currently, the petrol price is only 8 sen away from the price Malaysians paid before the drop in price.&lt;strong&gt;According to many, if not all, of the people interviewed, the reduction is 'not enough' and by right Malaysians should only pay around RM1.70 per litre. The price should reflect the prevailing global low prices. While I agree, I would like to point out that the interviewees sounded rather unappreciative of the price reduction.I would like to remind the people that for a long period of time, the government has been&lt;/strong&gt; cushioning the price hike of petrol. We have been &lt;strong&gt;enjoying a subsidized rate,&lt;/strong&gt; contrary to many other countries. &lt;strong&gt;We should not take it for granted that the petrol price &lt;/strong&gt;remained constant for a considerable amount of time. Honestly, we should not have been enjoying those rates for some time now. Let's say there was no recession to fall back on. What would happen if the government couldn't subsidize petrol anymore?On the environmental side, a higher price of petrol is good because it lengthens the time before petrol eventually runs out. I am sure many are aware of this problem, yet, no action is taken. We don't seem to care.True, there are alternatives. However, not many are found to be suitable. I am very worried that the future generation would be left with nothing and worst comes to worst, will have to walk from place to place to and can only wish that our ancestors did something to save the environment.As &lt;strong&gt;I am but a student, I do&lt;/strong&gt; not know the burden many people endured due to the petrol increase to &lt;strong&gt;RM2.70&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;However, it is not fair for the people to claim that the price reduction is 'only 15 sen' and therefore, 'not good enough'.&lt;/strong&gt; The grass is always greener on the other side. &lt;strong&gt;Please appreciate the price reduction more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;......compared to the one (eventually) published in The Star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I REFER to the article “Fuel price drop good but not good enough,” (The Star, Nov 20). I am irritated to see fellow Malaysians are still not happy with the drop in petrol prices. Compared to the previous RM2.70 a litre, oil price has gone down by a whopping 70 sen, something not quite expected before the global recession.&lt;br /&gt;According to many of the people interviewed, the reduction is “not enough”. They said that we should pay around RM1.70 per litre as the price should reflect the prevailing global prices. While I agree, I would like to point out that these people sound rather unappreciative of the price cut.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to remind them that for a long period of time, the Government was subsidising petrol and we had been enjoying a subsidised rate. We should not take it for granted that the price will always remain low.&lt;br /&gt;I am a student but I do know the burden many people faced when the price jumped to RM2.70. However, it is not fair for people to claim that the price reduction is only 15 sen and therefore, it is “not good enough”. Please show some appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;LIM&lt;/span&gt; FERN &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;YI&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Taiping, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Perak&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P. S. the one in bold are the ones that actually appeared in the published article. the rest, manipulated, deleted and masuk jamban MPT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the thing is, &lt;strong&gt;IT'S SO DIFFERENT!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, look at what Malaysian media are doing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;spinning stories is now their favourite past time, eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, use your brain and compare and contrast those two articles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;see whether you change your mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-5775504698574973880?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5775504698574973880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=5775504698574973880' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/5775504698574973880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/5775504698574973880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2008/12/debates-story-spinning-and-rm270-petrol.html' title='debates, story spinning, and RM2.70 petrol'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-932134937540850910</id><published>2008-11-11T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:46:43.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TO MR CHAN, hats down to you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mr Chan is a kind man.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Chan is a GENEROUS MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those were the exact thoughts running through my head, no, maybe all of the LiE-rs students when our greatest teacher (kneels and hails Mr Chan), belanja us for a meal at secret recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECRET RECIPE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SECRET RECIPE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SECRET RECIPE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raised in a very kiam-siap environment (note. my mother), i have been taught that indulging oneself in cakes and cakes and tom yum that is about five times the price of the one you get at the hawker center is utterly unnecessary. so therefore, i would like to reveal that i had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NEVER ACTUALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ate in secret recipe (taiping) before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so therefore i jumped in the chance of eating there when mr chan belanja. come on.... free makan la.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; it could also compensate for my ridiculously low LiE marks, which sent me tumbling down to SIXTH place in the class, and contributing to my ONLY B in my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we went there and like most gatherings, sat, talked and ate. fern and i actually wanted to try the EXPENSIVE (rm25) lamb stew. but noticing that it was (one of) the most expensive thing in the menu, we settled for lasagna (which only cost rm12).&lt;br /&gt;to our shock, when the waitress repeated the order, we found out that someone actually ORDERED that expensive thing.&lt;br /&gt;and it was no other than..... Jen Siong!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, he scored the highest, so i suppose we get to eat based on our marks, which basically explains a lot. here are three pics (not a great fan of camwhoring, so only three pics) of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SRmn2V7wBgI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qbB040YKf-o/s1600-h/SP_A0552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267425791229036034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SRmn2V7wBgI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qbB040YKf-o/s400/SP_A0552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fern and lae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SRmn1yd0KLI/AAAAAAAAAFI/oC9T8BZTi4M/s1600-h/SP_A0551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267425781708236978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SRmn1yd0KLI/AAAAAAAAAFI/oC9T8BZTi4M/s400/SP_A0551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the rm12 lasagna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SRmn1uARCZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/44Sl8R-zh-4/s1600-h/SP_A0550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267425780510558610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SRmn1uARCZI/AAAAAAAAAFA/44Sl8R-zh-4/s400/SP_A0550.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nithiyah and her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kiddies meal burger.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no kidding, she &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; ordered a kiddy meal set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-932134937540850910?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/932134937540850910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=932134937540850910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/932134937540850910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/932134937540850910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/to-mr-chan-hats-down-to-you.html' title='TO MR CHAN, hats down to you'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SRmn2V7wBgI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qbB040YKf-o/s72-c/SP_A0552.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-9209781308393692060</id><published>2008-09-02T21:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T10:22:50.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGGED by Fern and C14</title><content type='html'>1 ) Are you allowed to have a bf/gf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt; lame as it sounds, i did not bother asking, as i have NONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2 ) Describe urself in one word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;lively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 ) Who would you pick, someone who really loves you, or the one you love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;if it is possible to have both, i would. but.......someone who really loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4) Have you ever loved someone BEFORE but never had the courage to tell him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 ) Does it feel good to love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;yes and no. yes, if he/she loves you back. no, if it is one-sided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 ) What's the best thing to do with the one you love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;to be with him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) What will you say to someone who doesn't want to believe you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 ) Was there ever a time that you tried to learn to love someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;yes, surprisingly,yes. i tried to love God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9 ) What's your opinion about someone who's jealous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;be content with what you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 ) What would you say to playboys/playgirls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;do your thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[ * PART 2 * ]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 ) Best place to cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;in my room, into my pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2) Who do you love the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;.....i don't really know yet.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 ) Tell us about ur dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i did not have any dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4) Ever hated someone so bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yes. she was my friend and she betrayed me (watch out people!) and i suffered from it, big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5 )The biggest &amp;amp; most hurtful lie you heard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"i like you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 )The last person&lt;br /&gt;-you had a beer with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-you went to the movies with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;my pa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-you talked on the cell phone with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;technically, ah tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-you hugged?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;siu chen (actually its my bolster, but it doesn't really pass as a person)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-you yelled at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7 ) In the last week have you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Kissed someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;no, unless you call my table a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~Danced crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;oh yes, to 'motteke sailor fuku' and 'o'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8 )Think of the last time u were angry, why were u angry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;someone betrayed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;9 )If you could do anything OR wish anything, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;countless other wishes, so that i can wish for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10 )If you could have an all expense paid trip, where will you go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Japan and Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;11 )Would you or have you ever blackmailed someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;yes i would but no i have not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;12 )Are you old fashioned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;kinda, well it's up to who who judges me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;13 )What would be harder for you, to tell someone you love them or that you do not love them back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i don't love them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;14 )What thing would be the hardest thing for you to give up on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;what i am + anime + manga + my family + God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facts About Me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Things that Scares Me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;worms, THE THING that climbs out of the television in the movie, failures, separation, my mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Songs Playing in My Head Lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;leona lewis-better in time&lt;br /&gt;secondhand serenade-fall for you&lt;br /&gt;may'n/sheryl nome-diamond crevasses&lt;br /&gt;megumi nakajima-ai wo oboeta&lt;br /&gt;may'n feat. megumi nakajima-lion&lt;br /&gt;aya hirano-god knows...&lt;br /&gt;my piano pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Words I Always Use:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haah?, shit, unyo, are?, mommy!!!!, daddy!!!!!, aiyo, die ad la (wait, that's three)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Things I Always Use:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;pencil, pen, eraser, bed, toilet bowl, my brain, bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;my cousin, Audrey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-9209781308393692060?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-8660262875833027178</id><published>2008-09-01T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T19:55:44.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an earful!</title><content type='html'>ok, ok, after much pestering by my friends, i finally went and pierce my ear.&lt;br /&gt;and now it hurts like hell and there is a possibility of a 'nanah'.&lt;br /&gt;oh, great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-8660262875833027178?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8660262875833027178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=8660262875833027178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/8660262875833027178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/8660262875833027178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/earful.html' title='an earful!'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-2613665986008335878</id><published>2008-09-01T19:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T19:53:11.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hangin' those flags</title><content type='html'>as my dearest headmistress absolutely LOVES LOVES LOVES, to stress that our school is not fully supported by the government, we must help the school by donating stuff and studying hard to get good results to help her 'sell the school' (yes, she really said that!).  i wondered about that as i woke up early in the morning to go to school (answering my call to duty as a good prefect) DURING THE HOLIDAYS to help decorate the school. we had to hang up flags and make banners and hang them high up. as i was holding the ladder and keeping a watchful eye on siu chen who was climbing up the ladder, i kept asking myself, is the school that poor until they cannot afford to HIRE workers to put up the decorations. if so, then where do they get the money to buy buckets and buckets of hideous yellow ochre paint to paint the whole school? naturally, we, the prefects, as responsible and nice as we are, were assigned to decorate the school. during that day, siu chen and a couple of other prefects RISKED THEIR LIFES climbing up and down the ladder (plus facing bird faeces) trying to make the school look "ceria, kreatif dan innovatif". after the rest of the prefects went home, the remaining prefects decided to pose for a few shots, with the camera on timer mode, to mark our great success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SLvUJuFQ7BI/AAAAAAAAAD4/3TJTgExm9IA/s1600-h/DSCN7204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241015854829726738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SLvUJuFQ7BI/AAAAAAAAAD4/3TJTgExm9IA/s320/DSCN7204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i forgot to edit this pic, so sorry wei ling, you will be upside down for the moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SLvUJ_gwX8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/rNzRM6ZtEL0/s1600-h/DSCN7214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241015859508436930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SLvUJ_gwX8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/rNzRM6ZtEL0/s320/DSCN7214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;note the green and the black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SLvUKM4RWPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/jfxwi0j7RQM/s1600-h/FSCN7216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241015863096727794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SLvUKM4RWPI/AAAAAAAAAEI/jfxwi0j7RQM/s320/FSCN7216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and they say that standing under the ladder is bad luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SLvUKct-4-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dVzhYRFHeZI/s1600-h/RSCN7217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241015867348542434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SLvUKct-4-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/dVzhYRFHeZI/s320/RSCN7217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; buddha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i would like to take this moment to thank the faithful ladder who has served us well.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-2613665986008335878?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2613665986008335878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=2613665986008335878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/2613665986008335878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/2613665986008335878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/hangin-those-flags.html' title='hangin&apos; those flags'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SLvUJuFQ7BI/AAAAAAAAAD4/3TJTgExm9IA/s72-c/DSCN7204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-6457985892849769908</id><published>2008-08-28T16:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T22:02:20.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How To  Ask For More Marks When Receiving Your Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;well, remember the moments when u are inches away from an 'A' and you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; need that one miserable, teeny-weeny one mark.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;where you are so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;desperate&lt;/span&gt; for that one mark to beat the girl next to you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;where one mark makes so much of a difference to you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;if you are in my shoes, which means the above situation happens a lot.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;here are a few tricks of the trade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;1. step towards the teacher, looking as confident as ever, even if you are not. in that way, the teacher will think that you are actually bringing forward a based argument, even if you are not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;2. always arm yourself with a calculator, a pencil and a red pen. remember, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CALCULATOR, PENCIL, RED PEN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;the calculator is very, VERY important. u need it to (re)count your marks after you add or minus marks. the pen is there so that you can save your teacher the hassle. usually, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;EVERY TIME&lt;/span&gt; u ask for more marks, the teacher can't seem to find her red pen. she or he will usually fumble around looking for a pen......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;3. treat your teacher like she is GOD. do not, I REPEAT, DO NOT, EVER EVER shout or scream at your teacher. you are supposed to &lt;em&gt;kiss her feet.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;4. rally the support of your other friends, who, are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;desperate&lt;/span&gt; and in need of that one mark too. the more the merrier (and easier) it will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;5. look at him/her straight in the eye. make sure you have his/her full concentration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;6. use our pathetic puppy eye look (especially if the your teacher is a guy). and use your &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;manja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; voice.... it works pretty well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;7. if all else fails you, CRY! cry like there's no tomorrow. cry like (touch wood) your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;favourite&lt;/span&gt; pet/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;bff&lt;/span&gt; has died. this is &lt;strong&gt;THE MOST EFFECTIVE WAY.&lt;/strong&gt; teachers are suckers for tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-6457985892849769908?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6457985892849769908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=6457985892849769908' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/6457985892849769908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/6457985892849769908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-to-ask-for-more-marks-when.html' title='How To  Ask For More Marks When Receiving Your Results'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-3007464271307742883</id><published>2008-08-24T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T16:42:52.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>counting the seconds.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;at this moment, i am 15 hours, 17 minutes, and 34 seconds away from going back to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and i am dreading every passing second. getting up at 6, trying to tie our hair in the neatest way possible half asleep, getting scolded for not having neat hair (and ended up having to pay a RM1 fine for that) and hearing teachers drone on and on about bio, chem, physics, moral....., going to tuition and hear the tuition teacher drone again, trying to finish (at least) the homework (of the fierce teachers).......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and the cycle repeats again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;they say a students life is a breeze. i cannot count how many times my mother has said,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; "&lt;em&gt;ayor&lt;/em&gt;, ann&lt;em&gt;-ah,&lt;/em&gt; you know-&lt;em&gt;ah,&lt;/em&gt; you only have to study-&lt;em&gt;nya.&lt;/em&gt; you see me, have to cook &lt;em&gt;summore &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(apparently, people like my father and i cannot understand how hard it is to cook)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; last time&lt;em&gt; ah,&lt;/em&gt; i have to help my father work&lt;em&gt;...."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i cannot bear going back to school, and to that boring hectic lifestyle, but i have to force myself to face reality. the truth really hurts rite? in a way, we, students also have a 8-5 lifestyle. we go to school at 7 until 2, and then go home, bathe, grab a bite, and then go to tuition. after tuition, we go home, eat dinner, and then it is tuition again. by the time we go home from tuition, we want to just sit back and relax. but NO! there is homework to do. notes, activity books, science reports and etc. we want to cry in frustration but hey, you would be just wasting more time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-3007464271307742883?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3007464271307742883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=3007464271307742883' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>anyway, i have been busy blogging and editing and coordinating the other blog i am sharing with my 13 other friends, so i have totally forgotten on this one. (please spare some effort to visit the blog (clique14) which can be linked through this blog, on the right hand side bar)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, basically, i have to do a u-turn and go back to this one which i had forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last, erm, sunday, i attended a bbq at ye khai's house, which was fantastic as the food do not seem to finish or lessen, no matter how many trips i made to the buffet table. as we were bored we decided to play the magical spoon game, which is the magical box game, except that we use a spoon instead. so, after asking a few 'truth-and-dare' questions, a brilliant friend of mine, (who was borned into this world named hu may khei) went around asking whether we are 'padded or pure' .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't blame her. she was high on bbq chicken wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who do not know what am i crapping about, well, you don't really need to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here are the results.....&lt;br /&gt;*piggy, sushi, pumba, he....he....he, smiley braces - paded&lt;br /&gt;*black banana, pao, goldfish, fire, pink bunny - pure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* names changed to retain privacy......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-2581068617836060352?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2581068617836060352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=2581068617836060352' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/2581068617836060352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/2581068617836060352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2008/08/updating-on-oneself.html' title='updating on oneself'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-5346832974583149428</id><published>2008-07-06T21:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:14:41.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the annual torture highlight of the year - RANGERS CAMP.............from a sushi point of view</title><content type='html'>heck, that's a long title.&lt;br /&gt;well, as most (Convent) pandu puteri renjers know, the annual renjers camp is a must. held in the school grounds, it is a chance for the senior members (form 5) of the Renjers Uniformed Unit to payback for all the suffering they had to endure for the past 3 years by torturing us instead, for three days and two nights. we, the juniors, on the other hand, will have to just bite our tongue and get on with it, in respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year, i was actually eagerly waiting to see how will the rangers camp turn out to be. it is, in fact, interesting to see how the different groups of form 5 students plan and organise the camp. each year is different and unique, and by far the Most Well-Planed Camp IS 'World Without Ranjers" by the Ranjers of 2006 and the Most-Tiring Camp falls to Ranjers Camp 2007. This year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year, things were a bit different as i was the few "lucky, handpicked" ones who were chosen to become a 'penolong ketua kumpulan', which is basically the leader of the clan which has to leads its pack to grasp for glory. hah. the other "lucky" victims were siu chen, wei ling, fern, vivian, fns, mei ching, ju, grace, phang, may khei and tee-jian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its just me, or something, but i think this batch of penolongs are the most spirited ones, by far. no offence, seniors, but look at us! all of us even went all out to hunt for new cheers and stayed up late to fix our scarfs. come on, we deserve a lot of credit... (even though  a few of us went back home for (un)reasonable purposes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comments on....&lt;br /&gt;1) backwoods cooking&lt;br /&gt;oh, i applaud mei ching for her efforts during backwoods cooking. all of us know that you are the ONLY one in our entire gang that actually KNOWS how to handle a pot. come on, this girl even made dessert! you really deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) ghostbusting&lt;br /&gt;by the way, nhormeeta, if you actually read this, please bear in mind that if you are really scared of ghosts, then just quit. don't come running back to me in the middle of the game. you held on so tight that my arm would just fall off. for me, the ghostbusting event was, in fact, not that scary, just right. at least we do not have any more screaming ghosts this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-5346832974583149428?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5346832974583149428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=5346832974583149428' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/5346832974583149428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/5346832974583149428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/annual-torture-highlight-of-year.html' title='the annual torture highlight of the year - RANGERS CAMP.............from a sushi point of view'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-5241216382452808254</id><published>2008-06-08T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T01:11:01.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy sue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travelling sue'/><title type='text'>TRAVEL LOOTS - kuala lumpur, may</title><content type='html'>during the may holidays, i went to kl. reason number #1-to see my beloved cousins, and #2-to shop till I drop... (figuratively speaking)&lt;br /&gt;well, this is basically what i bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SEu9RbDhxcI/AAAAAAAAACU/n_1aKnywoKs/s1600-h/P6040572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209465501002089922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SEu9RbDhxcI/AAAAAAAAACU/n_1aKnywoKs/s320/P6040572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from left:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- sling bag from LuluBelle, RM49.90&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- handphone pouch, also from LuluBelle, RM8.90&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- handbag from FILA, RM89.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SEu7xQJlsCI/AAAAAAAAABs/2c-YYlMLdFo/s1600-h/P6040554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209463848807280674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SEu7xQJlsCI/AAAAAAAAABs/2c-YYlMLdFo/s320/P6040554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from left:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-sleeveless shirt, RM 29.90&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-t-shirt, RM 29.90&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;both from PopSoda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SEu7yInwUPI/AAAAAAAAAB0/BlhZJtLOBlM/s1600-h/P6040560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209463863966191858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SEu7yInwUPI/AAAAAAAAAB0/BlhZJtLOBlM/s320/P6040560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; baby-tees, each RM25, from Body Glove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SEu7zK7dogI/AAAAAAAAAB8/-Wm2U2LcSaQ/s1600-h/P6040565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209463881765593602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SEu7zK7dogI/AAAAAAAAAB8/-Wm2U2LcSaQ/s320/P6040565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from left:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-skirts from Polo Chic Avenue, RM39.90&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-black skirt from PopSoda, RM29.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SEu7z0GJQ4I/AAAAAAAAACE/gQJy-LgGVfc/s1600-h/P6040564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209463892816249730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SEu7z0GJQ4I/AAAAAAAAACE/gQJy-LgGVfc/s320/P6040564.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;random stuff (tubes and spaghetti straps...and my feet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SEu71IvSSrI/AAAAAAAAACM/pGkW-fL55co/s1600-h/P6040573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209463915537386162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SEu71IvSSrI/AAAAAAAAACM/pGkW-fL55co/s320/P6040573.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the heartshaped strap comes in a pair, Japanese Platinum, and doubles as a necklace too. the other one is a present from my cousin! (thx Aud)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-5241216382452808254?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5241216382452808254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=5241216382452808254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/5241216382452808254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/5241216382452808254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2008/06/travel-loots-kuala-lumpur-may.html' title='TRAVEL LOOTS - kuala lumpur, may'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SEu9RbDhxcI/AAAAAAAAACU/n_1aKnywoKs/s72-c/P6040572.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-2836667633360095557</id><published>2008-06-03T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T01:09:52.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MALAYsia'/><title type='text'>SCHOOL UNIFORMS - sexy?</title><content type='html'>malaysians have done it again. they seem to be good at it-shocking people, i mean. i've always thought that the uniforms in malaysia..... are rather bland.....and unpractical. i still remember sweating and marching around in those horrid thick, blue pinafores with a shirt AND a camisole underneath all that. to make matters worse, all the pupils in malaysia WEAR THE SAME THING.&lt;br /&gt; and now, they say its SEXY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tacsin.com/p_school3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tacsin.com/p_school3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tacsin.com/p_school5a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tacsin.com/p_school5a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; School uniform sexy, says group&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;KUALA LUMPUR: A Malaysian group condemned the uniform worn by girls at government schools, saying it &lt;strong&gt;encouraged rape and pre-marital sex&lt;/strong&gt;.“The white blouse is too transparent for girls and it becomes a source of attraction,” National Islamic Students Association of Malaysia vice-president Munirah Bahari said in a statement.“It becomes a distraction to men, who are drawn to it, whether or not they like looking at it,” she said, calling for a review of uniform policy so that it did not violate Islamic ideals.In multicultural Malaysia, home to majority-Muslim Malays as well as ethnic Chinese and Indians, female students at government schools have a choice of wearing a white blouse with a knee-length skirt or pinafore.They may also wear a “baju kurung” and a headscarf is optional for Malay students.Munirah said that “covering up” according to Islamic precepts was important to fend off social ills, including “rape, sexual harassment and even premarital sex.”“This leads to babies born out of wedlock and, to an extent, even prostitution,” she said.“Decent clothes which are not revealing can prevent and protect women from any untoward situations,” she said, suggesting that girls wear a blouse of a different colour or with an undergarment.However, the girls themselves also came in for criticism, with the association saying that &lt;strong&gt;some used the white blouse to lure men&lt;/strong&gt;.“This is the source of the problem, where we can see that schoolgirls themselves are capable of &lt;strong&gt;using this to attract men to them&lt;/strong&gt;,” Munirah said.“&lt;strong&gt;This could see them getting molested, having premarital sex and all sorts of things&lt;/strong&gt;.” – AFP&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;goodness. these people must have nothing else to do. a school uniform 'encouraging rape and pre-marital sex'? what did that pitiful blouse did to deserve such treatment? in my opinion, these people are simply finding excuses for the increasing number of rape and kidnapping cases in the country. but, rape does not only happen to schooling students only. they should look through a bigger perspective. even 76-year-old women gets raped. why blame it on the students?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HECK, why are we focusing on whether or not the school uniform is sexy? instead, the government should give more attention to the bigger issues in the country, such as the PSD scholarships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-2836667633360095557?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2836667633360095557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=2836667633360095557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/2836667633360095557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/2836667633360095557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2008/06/school-uniforms-sexy.html' title='SCHOOL UNIFORMS - sexy?'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-5819145703677385909</id><published>2008-04-17T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T16:58:15.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R2 Fever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SAcQxHtjgoI/AAAAAAAAABk/WQOIbmGlBm8/s1600-h/%5Blarge%5D%5BAnimePaper%5Dscans_Code-Geass_LibranCCY(0_72)__THISRES__152993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190135531637539458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SAcQxHtjgoI/AAAAAAAAABk/WQOIbmGlBm8/s320/%5Blarge%5D%5BAnimePaper%5Dscans_Code-Geass_LibranCCY(0_72)__THISRES__152993.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeay, finally it came out!&lt;br /&gt;Code Geass R2!&lt;br /&gt;Just felt like announcing it......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-5819145703677385909?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5819145703677385909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=5819145703677385909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/5819145703677385909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/5819145703677385909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2008/04/r2-fever.html' title='R2 Fever!'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SAcQxHtjgoI/AAAAAAAAABk/WQOIbmGlBm8/s72-c/%5Blarge%5D%5BAnimePaper%5Dscans_Code-Geass_LibranCCY(0_72)__THISRES__152993.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-4161376273312264754</id><published>2008-04-14T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T01:08:58.620+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random sue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experiences'/><title type='text'>hoho....my 2nd post....after, erm, months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SAMvZntjgnI/AAAAAAAAABc/b9p3IYPIlQ4/s1600-h/P4110383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189043312864232050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SAMvZntjgnI/AAAAAAAAABc/b9p3IYPIlQ4/s320/P4110383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the black one is the winner for the form five category.... go Mun Suet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SAMuPHtjgiI/AAAAAAAAAA0/mobNSDYg0lw/s1600-h/P4110342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189042032963977762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SAMuPHtjgiI/AAAAAAAAAA0/mobNSDYg0lw/s320/P4110342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SAMuPXtjgjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IowyNdSdrjU/s1600-h/P4110343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189042037258945074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SAMuPXtjgjI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IowyNdSdrjU/s320/P4110343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; before the competition&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SAMuP3tjgkI/AAAAAAAAABE/18EJhGeaAxY/s1600-h/P4110370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189042045848879682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SAMuP3tjgkI/AAAAAAAAABE/18EJhGeaAxY/s320/P4110370.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the rest of the category a contestants.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SAMuQXtjglI/AAAAAAAAABM/5wzmkditgbg/s1600-h/P4110372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189042054438814290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SAMuQXtjglI/AAAAAAAAABM/5wzmkditgbg/s320/P4110372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my design. i was like a proud mother. very happy with this, eventhough we lost.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;don't you think it's nice?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SAMuQ3tjgmI/AAAAAAAAABU/fHauo9wWZXI/s1600-h/P4110373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189042063028748898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SAMuQ3tjgmI/AAAAAAAAABU/fHauo9wWZXI/s320/P4110373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the actual winner (the silver one)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hmph.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the one which took it from me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SAMq3XtjgdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uTmHzulL0o8/s1600-h/P4110340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189038326407201234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SAMq3XtjgdI/AAAAAAAAAAM/uTmHzulL0o8/s320/P4110340.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this was the final product of my masterpiece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;very happy, considering its only a piece of cloth draped around her body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SAMq4HtjgeI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Q7WDgJ9YFAQ/s1600-h/P4110336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189038339292103138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SAMq4HtjgeI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Q7WDgJ9YFAQ/s320/P4110336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the two models: vivian and yee khai (which is also the make-up artist!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SAMq4XtjgfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/A1xyAl2guJI/s1600-h/P4110341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189038343587070450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SAMq4XtjgfI/AAAAAAAAAAc/A1xyAl2guJI/s320/P4110341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; group photo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SAMq4ntjggI/AAAAAAAAAAk/_m762HrFUfk/s1600-h/P4110353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189038347882037762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SAMq4ntjggI/AAAAAAAAAAk/_m762HrFUfk/s320/P4110353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; crazy chick with the umbrella&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SAMq5HtjghI/AAAAAAAAAAs/S9p21oYBm7Q/s1600-h/P4110369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189038356471972370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SAMq5HtjghI/AAAAAAAAAAs/S9p21oYBm7Q/s320/P4110369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the category A contestants. the funny one in silver is the winner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just have to blog this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the event of the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HARI KOKU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well for my school's headmistress anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so there i was thinking that it will be such a dull event and my brain is going to hibernation mode when suddenly i heard the word: fashion show/competition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;for an aspiring fashion designer n costume lover in small sleepy taiping, i was like....WAT!!!!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was in cloud nine. hehe, so happy, thinking about what i could do, who will be the model when suddenly, reality came down onto me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cannot sew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;aside from my horrid experiences trying to put together an outfit for my beloved barbie doll (which ended terribly) the needle is a very foreign instrument 4 me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i still tried my best. i wanted to join this. even better, i wanted to win this. after much drama designing it, buying the idiotic piece of blue cloth i was told i could not attend the fashion show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT THE ****?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;n so i begged n begged until i could get my hands on the coveted pas bermalam. yeay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;unfortunately i didn't win. teletubbies won&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;......gloomy.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's the pics, anyway&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-4161376273312264754?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4161376273312264754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=4161376273312264754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/4161376273312264754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/4161376273312264754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2008/04/hohomy-2nd-postafter-erm-months.html' title='hoho....my 2nd post....after, erm, months'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SAMvZntjgnI/AAAAAAAAABc/b9p3IYPIlQ4/s72-c/P4110383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5229280922662778019.post-3407999774897601099</id><published>2007-12-26T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T01:08:23.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random sue'/><title type='text'>THE 1ST POSTING IS THE HARDEST</title><content type='html'>Here i am, sitting and pondering on this matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose it's normal to talk and introduce myself in the 1st posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a descendant of eve, that makes me a female. I am from a timid country above Singapore, which is named Malaysia. I repeat , &lt;em&gt;Malay&lt;/em&gt;-sia. I am struggling to reach the top in this tudung-infested country. I love drawing, and designing is my passion (which i cannot pursue).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5229280922662778019-3407999774897601099?l=thesushispeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3407999774897601099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5229280922662778019&amp;postID=3407999774897601099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/3407999774897601099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5229280922662778019/posts/default/3407999774897601099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesushispeaks.blogspot.com/2007/12/1st-posting-is-hardest.html' title='THE 1ST POSTING IS THE HARDEST'/><author><name>- s u e  -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10651169670271286810</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lCWUanRQVX0/SjH0gqBj11I/AAAAAAAAALw/LDEsjtuKUKE/S220/P5141614.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
