<?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-5165921678846443046</id><updated>2011-12-25T15:41:11.392+08:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='Emo'/><category term='Nature'/><category term='Happy =)'/><category term='Studies'/><category term='Utube&apos;s[video]'/><category term='Decisions'/><category term='Outings'/><category term='Family'/><category term='God'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Letters'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='In Chinese'/><category term='Nostalgia'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Chloe'/><category term='Cute/Pretty'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='For Her'/><category term='Presents+Gifts'/><category term='Events'/><category term='Funny'/><title type='text'>♥ ... e l u c i a ... ♥</title><subtitle type='html'>.world through my eyes.


&lt;br&gt;.walking with Christ.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-4101869005105442384</id><published>2011-06-07T01:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T01:44:47.057+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Utube&apos;s[video]'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know what brought me back to this dead miserable blog of mine, but I must say, I'm happy I came back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been such a long time since I last written/ updated this blog. Don't even know why am I writing this post right now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when I know there won't be anyone reading it (unless I post it on Facebook or Twitter),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when I know there'll only be people trying to advertise their blog on my chat box,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when I know I can't express myself as well as some people do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when I know my grammar is going down the drain &lt;i&gt;*sigh*&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But then I remembered, that, she--mum--loves reading my blog. And I guess that's what brought me back here.&amp;nbsp;Read through the whole blog,&amp;nbsp;reminiscing, missing the times I had. And I realized,&amp;nbsp;so much has changed. So so much...&lt;br /&gt;It felt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Different.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/i&gt;feel &lt;b&gt;different&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love reading my&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/11/realizations.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Realizations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-am-thankful.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;I am thankful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;post... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I could see myself being moulded, transformed, changed, by God THEN.&lt;br /&gt;And I could see myself NOW.&lt;br /&gt;I thank God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I could see that He has indeed been faithful in my life, from then, till now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And, I really AM thankful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's all I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case those who DO read my blog don't know what has happened,&lt;br /&gt;here's a short video clip.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure it's obvious enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/B_slCfcYN3Y?rel=0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you, mum.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;elu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5165921678846443046-4101869005105442384?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/4101869005105442384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2011/06/back.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/4101869005105442384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/4101869005105442384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2011/06/back.html' title='Back.'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/B_slCfcYN3Y/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-2272782648200555853</id><published>2010-12-31T14:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T15:33:04.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy =)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>I am thankful.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TR2F5GJYcLI/AAAAAAAABo4/SZoQdUu4D6Y/s1600/PC282985.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TR2F5GJYcLI/AAAAAAAABo4/SZoQdUu4D6Y/s400/PC282985.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well it's the last day of the year, so why not post blog a little&amp;nbsp;right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the year of 2010 ends, all I want to do is thank God for all that he has blessed me with. Honestly, 2010 is by far the best year I had in the 18 years I lived. *smiles*&amp;nbsp;There was much that I went through this year,&amp;nbsp;a roller coaster ride. And yes, when there are&amp;nbsp;ups, there are bound to be downs. That's life, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt so much about God.&amp;nbsp;Things I knew&amp;nbsp;but never understood. He's SO MUCH better than I could ever imagined, and there's so much more to learn, so much more to know, to understand, to GROW. He has never failed to show me His love, and his GRACE. He knows me better than anyone, HE knows me BEST. And yes, I love Him!&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;I am&amp;nbsp;thankful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt to follow and obey what He wants for me. Choosing a path that I never wanted to, going through things I find so&amp;nbsp;hard to cope with... But&amp;nbsp;I know He has a plan for me, and I won't stop following, I won't stop&amp;nbsp;listening to Him. I know He wants the best for me. I'm not "too young" to say this, and I'm not "too young" to&amp;nbsp;follow His plans. I will follow&amp;nbsp;Him eventhough someone said I'm "too young to understand these things", I know I'm not "too young".&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;I am thankful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gained friends that I know I could keep forever, the love they show me are just so, so heart warming, so hard to describe. They've always been there for me no matter what. They are there to support&amp;nbsp;me whenevr&amp;nbsp;I'm down. They are there to PRAY for you and with you. They try their best to cheer you up. And I know I could trust them. I love them! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;I am thankful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see and feel the love my parents show us, my brothers and I. Things they do to make&amp;nbsp;us happy, things they do to make life best for us. They strive so hard to give my brothers and I the best. They understand, they listen, they love, they are the best. I love them. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;I am thankful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt to be contented. You can't always get what you want, but you can be thankful with the things you've already have.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: grey;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;I don't strive to compete, I strive to grow. I don't compete to be complete, I grow to be complete. I don't want to be the best, because I know I have the BEST thing (in the world) anyone could ever have, HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;I am thankful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've let go. Grudges. Emotional bonds. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;I am thankful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt that you can't trust everyone (which I tend to do so easily before). I see things people do, I hear things people say, just to get what they want. It's scary. It's sad. I'm much careful than before, I think more, observe more. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;I am thankful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt that you can't please everyone. I've always try to please everyone. I use to hate myself for not being able to please them. You see yourself try so hard and nothing happens, you see yourself doing your best but it's never appreciated, it gets tiring. You might seen me write this billions of times, but I'm still learning, I live to please God and not men.&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;I am thankful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt that not everyone tries to understand, and to accept. It's difficult, but I am reminded, it doesn't matter. He knows, and that's enough.&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;I am thankful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a new pet dog! She never fails to&amp;nbsp;make me smile.&amp;nbsp;She's been a blessing, really. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;I am thankful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've grown taller. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;I am thankful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've&amp;nbsp;grown fatter. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;I am thankful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've changed my hairstyle. Since I had the same hairstyle(that's whay they say), I changed it! It's SHORT! And I like it. &lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;am thankful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Happy New Year. God bless. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5165921678846443046-2272782648200555853?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/2272782648200555853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-am-thankful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/2272782648200555853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/2272782648200555853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-am-thankful.html' title='I am thankful.'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TR2F5GJYcLI/AAAAAAAABo4/SZoQdUu4D6Y/s72-c/PC282985.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-6039197170842055114</id><published>2010-12-01T14:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T14:40:05.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>STAND</title><content type='html'>Dear dead blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Juwita Suwito&lt;/span&gt;, a song that I can relate to. :) She's &lt;strong&gt;GIFTED&lt;/strong&gt; lahh! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today feels different somehow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Living on the edge of a breakthrough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday’s pain of people’s disdain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Didn’t hurt me as much as it used to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe I’ve found my remedy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m gonna stand up and walk my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not afraid to stumble and not afraid to fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m gonna speak up, I’m gonna say what’s on my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never mind if they don’t hear me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know the ones who love me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know the ones who will hold me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just the way I stand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just the way I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Standing here on my stage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why do your stares look so empty?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Strangers and friends all around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Funny how it still seems so lonely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe not such a tragedy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m gonna stand up and walk my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not afraid to stumble and not afraid to fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I’m gonna speak up, I’m gonna say what’s on my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never mind if they don’t hear me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know the ones who love me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know the ones who will hold me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just the way I stand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just the way I am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don’t wanna have to make pretend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And say what I will not want to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not just to please you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I won’t be forced to love all who say they love me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But never know what makes me content completely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;I’m gonna stand up and walk my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Not afraid to stumble and not afraid to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;I’m gonna speak up, I’m gonna say what’s on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Never mind if they don’t hear me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;I know the ones who love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;I know the ones who will hold me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Just the way I stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;Just the way I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5165921678846443046-6039197170842055114?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/6039197170842055114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/12/stand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Like an EIGHTEEN year old.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TNa1Vh5_lgI/AAAAAAAABos/fwgNP3C1qjk/s400/P9241910.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TNa1KkADrLI/AAAAAAAABoo/XRc8VJsT0K0/s400/P9241911.jpg" width="300" /&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: center;"&gt;Pretty? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Like an 18 year old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;hahaha...&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: center;"&gt;always loved this pic I took. Pretty flower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;God's creative ain't He?&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: center;"&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5165921678846443046-5497657478625519?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/5497657478625519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/11/like-eighteen-year-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/5497657478625519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/5497657478625519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/11/like-eighteen-year-old.html' title='Like an EIGHTEEN year old.'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TNa1Vh5_lgI/AAAAAAAABos/fwgNP3C1qjk/s72-c/P9241910.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-5359582414774733208</id><published>2010-11-05T14:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T16:18:22.666+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Realizations</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Realizations Realizations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Having to be in a "new environment" in school makes me realise how &lt;strong&gt;different&lt;/strong&gt; I am. I'm not saying I'm better, neither am I saying I'm worse. I just don't feel like&amp;nbsp;I get them(some of them at least). But I learn to get along with them, which I think is far better than not getting along and being an introvert. Imagine me being an introvert person, err? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I find myself wanting to please people just for the sake of pleasing them. I get myself into emotional breakdowns just because of it but now, I'm slowly&amp;nbsp;starting to&amp;nbsp;learn and&amp;nbsp;realise that &lt;em&gt;it ain't worth it&lt;/em&gt;. Especially to those who don't even care. But I can't help it, I think "as long as you treat them well, they will too" But I guess this world ain't like that. So I keep reminding myself, &lt;em&gt;I live to please God and not men&lt;/em&gt;. And I'm still learning. But, pleasing God is to love one another too right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I don't like competing or fighting for&amp;nbsp;postions(in certain things that is), but I pressure myself too much. I tell myself relax and trust God, do my best and He will do the rest. But&amp;nbsp;my mind tells&amp;nbsp;me different things sometimes, like "you can't do it", "you suck no matter how much you study", etc.&amp;nbsp;And those, I call them, LIES LIES LIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Having my finals now make me realise how great God is. Everytime I finish a paper, a verse from the Bible will instantly pop up in my head. And I know it's God speaking to me, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love His voice far more than I love Michael Buble's voice&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I've been emo on and off lately cuz&amp;nbsp;of a specific problem. And I realise it has been affecting me a lot but I never wanna talk about it. It's the first time that I don't talk to anyone bout it. I wonder if this is even normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I like people to ask me how am I doing. To me, it's them showing concern. Especially people that means a lot to me. I realise I get upset when they don't. And I unconsciously distant myself from them cuz I think they don't care(only&amp;nbsp;to certain people though).&amp;nbsp;But is it wrong to feel that way? I don't know. But I can't help it and I just don't see why I should change. Sorry if you're on my &lt;em&gt;"close friends I care too much about"&lt;/em&gt; list. HAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I either let go of things easily, or hold on to them like they're my life or something. Is this good or bad?&amp;nbsp;I don't know.&amp;nbsp;But this is actually&amp;nbsp;the cause of&amp;nbsp;realization number 6. It actually really annoys me, why am I like this. WHY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. It's not wrong to say&lt;em&gt; "I love you"&lt;/em&gt; to more than one person, especially guy friends. =.=&amp;nbsp;I only say "I love you" to people I love and I DO mean it. Judge me, I don't care. It's not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 . When I can't sleep, I play "You Hold Me Now" by Hillsong United over and over again on my iPod. And I can immediately fall asleep. *thinks : He holds me in His arms, and I'm His babygirl.* :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. These few weeks saw me witnessing quite a number of ups and downs and things we're bound to experience someday, somehow. I realised I've matured a lot in these few years, and I thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not an emo post now, isn't it? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe a little, but still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At least I update this dead blog of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5165921678846443046-5359582414774733208?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/5359582414774733208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/11/realizations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/5359582414774733208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/5359582414774733208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/11/realizations.html' title='Realizations'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-2592902377510414242</id><published>2010-09-18T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T23:20:46.596+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Whenever YOU Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;RB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look back on times we had&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And know that through the good and through the bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was on your side when nobody could hold us down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We claimed the brightest star&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And we, we came so far&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And no they won't forget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whenever you remember times gone by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember how we held our heads so high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When all this world was there for us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And we believed that we could touch the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whenever you remember, I'll be there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember how we reached that dream together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whenever you remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you think back on all we've done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you're proud&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you look back and see how far we've come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was our time to shine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And nobody could hold us down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They thought they'd see us fall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But we, we stood so tall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And no we won't forget&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whenever you remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Carrie Underwood-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5165921678846443046-2592902377510414242?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/2592902377510414242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/09/when-you-look-back-on-times-we-had-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/2592902377510414242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/2592902377510414242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/09/when-you-look-back-on-times-we-had-i.html' title='Whenever YOU Remember'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-7214108826630904403</id><published>2010-09-16T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T22:58:45.195+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Utube&apos;s[video]'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Hari Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a video post. Liking this video, A LOT! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9X9Fcp9wGiQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9X9Fcp9wGiQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This what makes Malaysia, Malaysia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cute, don't you think so?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love Malaysia, I really do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy Malaysia Day!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Selamat Hari Malaysia!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5165921678846443046-7214108826630904403?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/7214108826630904403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/09/hari-malaysia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/7214108826630904403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/7214108826630904403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/09/hari-malaysia.html' title='Hari Malaysia'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-7422829735990017565</id><published>2010-09-16T15:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T17:30:15.488+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy =)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chloe'/><title type='text'>Keluargaaaa.</title><content type='html'>&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;﻿Well, this holiday ain't all about friends. No no no, of course not. To me, family comes first. :) The holidays won't be perfect without family! And I am glad to have such an awesome family. &lt;em&gt;*BIG WIDE smiles* &lt;/em&gt;I don't feel like elaborating on what I've done with my family during the holidays, too &lt;strike&gt;lazy&lt;/strike&gt;, but I can tell you, I had a blast! =)&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;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/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TJBt4kiiEoI/AAAAAAAABoY/obKOBx4gPgQ/s1600/DSC05682.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TJBt4kiiEoI/AAAAAAAABoY/obKOBx4gPgQ/s320/DSC05682.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;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;Was having Barbecue.&amp;nbsp;Yummm~&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;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TJBuJTC_V8I/AAAAAAAABog/fzDvFlO_He0/s320/P9051571.jpg" /&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;With cousins. =) It's kinda easy to tell where were we in this picture.&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;Right?&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 last but not least! The new addition&amp;nbsp;to our family. Our babygirl(not literally of course), &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Chloe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! She's all grown up now. 6 months in a few days time. TIME FLIES. AWWWW... :)&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TJBpk7fcSEI/AAAAAAAABn4/7pTVGxiH8Ww/s1600/DSC05575(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TJBpk7fcSEI/AAAAAAAABn4/7pTVGxiH8Ww/s320/DSC05575(1).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;And!&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TJBtl1G8wGI/AAAAAAAABoQ/rKXgkNkb2UA/s1600/FB+STATUS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="80" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TJBtl1G8wGI/AAAAAAAABoQ/rKXgkNkb2UA/s400/FB+STATUS.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5165921678846443046-7422829735990017565?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/7422829735990017565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/09/keluargaaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/7422829735990017565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/7422829735990017565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/09/keluargaaaa.html' title='Keluargaaaa.'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TJBt4kiiEoI/AAAAAAAABoY/obKOBx4gPgQ/s72-c/DSC05682.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-7380104048083406054</id><published>2010-09-13T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T18:12:59.383+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy =)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>BFFs :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've been thinking a lot lately... A LOT. But I won't blog it out like I used to last time. Too personal. :)&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: center;"&gt;Anyways...&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;The thought of having to go back to school in 3 days time is just... &lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt; Lets just&amp;nbsp;say I dread "back to school" time. Yeah, school was awesome when you were in the &lt;em&gt;secondary school life&lt;/em&gt;, but not anymore. If you're taking form 6, you're categorised as&amp;nbsp;a Pre-U student,&amp;nbsp;though&amp;nbsp;you study&amp;nbsp;IN a secondary school.&amp;nbsp;And, it ain't easy. Tell me Form6/STPM is easier than A-Levels, and I'll come out with a list to prove that YOU ARE actually&amp;nbsp;WRONG. Yeah, it's stressful, but like many people say, &lt;em&gt;no &lt;strike&gt;pain&lt;/strike&gt;, no gain&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;*pfft* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Well, I'm not here to complain on how form 6 life is, but if I could, believe me,&amp;nbsp;I can take days. Ask me personally if you wanna know. But then again, I might think twice on telling you. But no harm trying, right? lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*getting on to the point*&lt;/em&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: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;I MISS MY FRIENDS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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: center;"&gt;There! I said it! If you could hear me, I'm screaming on top of my lungs. &lt;em&gt;*Sigh!* &lt;/em&gt;I really miss my friends A LOT, you have NO IDEA. Specifically, &lt;strong&gt;my closest friends&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;who are&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;my besties&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;which are&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;my girlfriends&lt;/strong&gt;, that will be,&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;my BFFs&lt;/strong&gt;. Every thing's not the same without them, but yes, I've just gotta learn to be strong. Right? And anticipate the next time they come home, to go for outings, and have another&amp;nbsp;Girl's Night Out. :)&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: center;"&gt;One thing great about living in a small town? You grow up together with your friends, you know them for MORE than TEN years,&amp;nbsp;you fought, you cried, you laughed together. You know them like they are your siblings, and&amp;nbsp;you're CLOSE.&amp;nbsp;:) &lt;em&gt;*happy sigh*&lt;/em&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TI300fH9F0I/AAAAAAAABng/RkOQIcfhI_4/s1600/P9101614.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TI300fH9F0I/AAAAAAAABng/RkOQIcfhI_4/s400/P9101614.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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TI3aEXw0A7I/AAAAAAAABnA/UHwDScAiDeU/s1600/P9121724.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TI3aEXw0A7I/AAAAAAAABnA/UHwDScAiDeU/s400/P9121724.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;Yes, them. And I love them! :) Missing I-Jean here though.&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;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;my friends. :)&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="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;OH! And I'm so proud of this! WOOTS!&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TI31GumpteI/AAAAAAAABno/sfFnFIZ0I6o/s1600/P9121694.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TI31GumpteI/AAAAAAAABno/sfFnFIZ0I6o/s400/P9121694.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;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TI32D063oSI/AAAAAAAABnw/bCpF3HMNcDo/s1600/P9121705.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TI32D063oSI/AAAAAAAABnw/bCpF3HMNcDo/s400/P9121705.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;&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;:) I love taking pictures too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5165921678846443046-7380104048083406054?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/7380104048083406054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/09/bffs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/7380104048083406054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/7380104048083406054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/09/bffs.html' title='BFFs :)'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TI300fH9F0I/AAAAAAAABng/RkOQIcfhI_4/s72-c/P9101614.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-1990582632418762781</id><published>2010-08-28T17:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T18:04:08.385+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Utube&apos;s[video]'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>[EL]u loves [EL]mo =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" style="background-image: url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/FEzxchU4RUY/hqdefault.jpg);" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FEzxchU4RUY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FEzxchU4RUY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elmo and Norah Jones!!! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ELu ♥'s ELmo :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5165921678846443046-1990582632418762781?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/1990582632418762781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/08/elu-loves-elmo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/1990582632418762781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/1990582632418762781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/08/elu-loves-elmo.html' title='[EL]u loves [EL]mo =)'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-4037202474660462080</id><published>2010-08-27T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T23:09:36.335+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>You and Me. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/THfUD_GM7AI/AAAAAAAABmg/_RGYojOtzTQ/s1600/P8101200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/THfUD_GM7AI/AAAAAAAABmg/_RGYojOtzTQ/s400/P8101200.jpg" width="302" /&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;They always want to know, what happened, why, how.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, answer's simple really,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Friends fight, but the relationship gets stronger when everything gets&amp;nbsp;better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, we've fought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, we've never spoken to each other for a year or so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, we were hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But,&lt;br /&gt;Yes, through this,&lt;br /&gt;We've experienced, we've learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;We've grown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cherish you, &lt;em&gt;dear friend&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm happy&amp;nbsp;to start a&amp;nbsp;new chapter, of our little story. :)&lt;br /&gt;It'll will be better than the first. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Yes. I've experienced. I've learnt. I've grown. -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5165921678846443046-4037202474660462080?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/4037202474660462080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-and-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/4037202474660462080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/4037202474660462080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-and-me.html' title='You and Me. :)'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/THfUD_GM7AI/AAAAAAAABmg/_RGYojOtzTQ/s72-c/P8101200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-6289370477237455475</id><published>2010-07-23T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T23:59:38.282+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Cultured Pearls. Unique In It's OWN way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TEmq5h05_WI/AAAAAAAABmI/EF5_n4x0VkE/s1600/P7031022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TEmq5h05_WI/AAAAAAAABmI/EF5_n4x0VkE/s400/P7031022.jpg" width="302" /&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: center;"&gt;I've heard people say,&amp;nbsp;us human beings,&amp;nbsp;are like pearls. Well, aren't we? The pearl, being formed in the oyster. And as time goes by, it'll grow to become a beautiful, not to mention expensive jewellery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question, what&amp;nbsp;is the difference between natural and cultured pearls?&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: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cultured pearl's&amp;nbsp;defined as a&amp;nbsp;natural pearl grown by means of controlled stimulation of the oyster. It's the not-so-natural way of producing a pearl by irritating the shelled mollusk (oyster). Pearls are formed inside the shell of certain mollusks, as a defense mechanism to a potentially threatening irritant such as a parasite inside its shell, or an attack from outside, injuring the mantle tissue. The mollusk creates a pearl sac to seal off the irritation.&lt;/em&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: center;"&gt;Okay, enough of the scientific explanations. Somehow, I&amp;nbsp;see myself as&amp;nbsp;a cultured pearl rather than&amp;nbsp;a pretty pearl that everyone admires... The cultured pearl may not be as beautiful as the natural pearl, but, it has it's own beauty, very much different than a natural one. Every cultured pearl is different and has a design of it's own, like fingerprints(&lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;)! =) Natural pearls, yeah, beautiful, expensive, but all the same. They may differ in size, they may be rare, but still, it just doesn't come to me as unique and special like a cultured pearl. This is just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;MY OPINION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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: center;"&gt;I&amp;nbsp;categorise myself&amp;nbsp;as a cultured pearl, hah. Though not as pretty as the natural pearl, not as beautiful, not as rare, and not be admired by EVERYONE. But, I'm certain, I know, I'm SURE,&amp;nbsp;that there will be at least one person that admires me and loves me for who I am,&amp;nbsp;for how I have been molded into.&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: center;"&gt;And now, I ask myself, why should I be affected by what&amp;nbsp;others say? Why should I hold back from being my true self just because I know I'll be judged by others? It's difficult when you know you're being judged, being the topic of people. I find it really annoying.&amp;nbsp;But why let it hold you back from being YOU? I'm done doing that, I don't care if&amp;nbsp;they don't like me just because of how I speak or how I act. I live to please GOD and not men. I&amp;nbsp;may not be liked by them, I may be a freak in their&amp;nbsp;eyes, but I know I am treasured by one person, GOD. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;He loves me, and I love Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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: center;"&gt;I don't live to please people, but GOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;You&amp;nbsp;don't need to be extraordinary to change the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5165921678846443046-6289370477237455475?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/6289370477237455475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/07/cultured-pearls-unique-in-its-own-way.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/6289370477237455475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/6289370477237455475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/07/cultured-pearls-unique-in-its-own-way.html' title='Cultured Pearls. Unique In It&apos;s OWN way.'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TEmq5h05_WI/AAAAAAAABmI/EF5_n4x0VkE/s72-c/P7031022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-7928405988406124391</id><published>2010-07-02T22:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T16:01:10.994+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chloe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Studies'/><title type='text'>Just a Little Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TC31_yBjwvI/AAAAAAAABl4/vEvr5-oeu4I/s1600/P7021026.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TC31_yBjwvI/AAAAAAAABl4/vEvr5-oeu4I/s400/P7021026.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;Yes, I know I've not been blogging for a really, REALLY long time. Well, I guess I'm not as crazy&amp;nbsp;as I once used to be. In blogging I mean.&amp;nbsp;And I don't find the need to blog ALL THE TIME. Guess I've passed the level of wanting to blog everyday, writing&amp;nbsp;nothing but nonsense. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, time flies when you're busy, no? Form 6 has been a busy, tiring,&amp;nbsp;yet exciting&amp;nbsp;ride for me so far. Form 6 is indeed tough,&amp;nbsp;but I'm still surviving, not intending to give up either. =) I'm glad that I've finally got used to my class and classmates, and I'm handling myself well with others. So yeah... I'm happy with my life now, though it's hectic, but I'm thankful. &lt;em&gt;Thank you, Lord&lt;/em&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's just a tiny update of my life right now. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh, we have got a new member in the family. haha. &lt;em&gt;Little Chloe&lt;/em&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/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TC33vPlOc7I/AAAAAAAABmA/b859ub-xEUY/s1600/P5280452.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rw="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TC33vPlOc7I/AAAAAAAABmA/b859ub-xEUY/s400/P5280452.jpg" width="302" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:))&lt;/strong&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/5165921678846443046-7928405988406124391?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/7928405988406124391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-little-update.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/7928405988406124391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/7928405988406124391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-little-update.html' title='Just a Little Update'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/TC31_yBjwvI/AAAAAAAABl4/vEvr5-oeu4I/s72-c/P7021026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-7332123235314166877</id><published>2010-05-22T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T00:24:50.107+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>ONCE and NOW</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once, I really cared when you were acting the way you were.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You didn't speak. You were really, cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Got me thinking if whatever was bugging you. I CARED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wanted to HELP. But I couldn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's okay, I told myself, I'll give in to your mood swings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to be the best friend I could be to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, I end up crying cuz it was only me that you weren't talking to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe you didn't notice you acted that way, but I did. They did too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I asked myself, was I a bad friend? Didn't I give in as much as I can? Why me? Why is it ONLY me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I blamed myself for everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nevertheless, I defended you when they said bad things bout you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was called, stupid, ridiculous, a softy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Oh well, it's worth it." that's all&amp;nbsp;I said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Much have happened to both you and me since then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And yes, I was hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And yes, I've learnt my lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, when you act that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I honestly don't know how to feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sad? Disappointed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The friendship&amp;nbsp;that we had, I thought, could be mended back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, it won't ever be the same won't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was a hope there. But...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess I've got to wake up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Emo? I know. Just thoughts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;- E -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5165921678846443046-7332123235314166877?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/7332123235314166877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/05/that-was-once-and-this-is-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/7332123235314166877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/7332123235314166877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/05/that-was-once-and-this-is-now.html' title='ONCE and NOW'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-7764242640152160084</id><published>2010-05-14T16:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T17:03:27.870+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cute/Pretty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy =)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='For Her'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters'/><title type='text'>Letters With Love</title><content type='html'>&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/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-wNoYRYzJI/AAAAAAAABkA/QeK4gigjk8M/s1600/P5130435.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-wNoYRYzJI/AAAAAAAABkA/QeK4gigjk8M/s400/P5130435.jpg" width="320" wt="true" /&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;Pretty. No? I've finally got it from &lt;a href="http://littletrinket.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*The Little Trinket Company*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-wN2YBY5HI/AAAAAAAABkI/uH4BYwIeoAw/s1600/P5130409.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-wN2YBY5HI/AAAAAAAABkI/uH4BYwIeoAw/s320/P5130409.jpg" width="242" wt="true" /&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 style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I've always wanted a charm bracelet which suites my personality and&amp;nbsp;fits me well/perfectly. And I always have a thing for bracelets. Well I never seem to find one that I really really like, till I found out about Little Trinket. I've always wanted one of Little Trinket's charm bracelets, but never got to buy one. Then one day, when my auntie saw my status&amp;nbsp;on Facebook saying I wanted a charm bracelet, she gave me &lt;em&gt;a sum&lt;/em&gt; of&amp;nbsp;money and asked me to buy whatever I wanted. Bought this as my Birthday present from her, and kept the remaining in the bank. =) She loves me, doesn't she? =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-wOAmHjIUI/AAAAAAAABkQ/Otn9xqRQWLc/s320/P5130412.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-wONxtdicI/AAAAAAAABkY/zJ9FOpEnKYI/s320/P5130418.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-wOZCL5SvI/AAAAAAAABkg/4eJtevLFBzc/s320/P5130422.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-wOjhxcFQI/AAAAAAAABko/vfb2T6X_dak/s320/P5130425.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-wOs73ptnI/AAAAAAAABkw/Hvu5Jj9N-H4/s320/P5130433.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-wO9e58jjI/AAAAAAAABk4/0BnYAVCknhU/s320/P5130430.jpg" wt="true" /&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; text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty? I love it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Unicorn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ~ A mystical and pretty creature. It doesn't exist, but with our imagination, it does. =) I love being creative, and&amp;nbsp;with my imagination, I can. Having to express my creativity in any possible way, it feels good. AND! Cut the horn, and its a horse(LOL)! And I love horses. Haha. Anyways, I can say, my creativity plays a big part in my life, hence, choosing the unicorn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;Big Star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ~ I guess I have a thing for stars. I've got earrings with the shapes of a star, I've got bracelets that has stars on it. I guess I&amp;nbsp;just really like them a lot. =) I always love staring at the sky at night, looking at how the stars twinkle. Pretty, really. See the intricate detailing&amp;nbsp;of the star? Unique isn't it? That, made me like it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Butterfly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ~ The butterfly, a beautiful insect, don't you think so? Special too. From a caterpillar to a pretty butterfly, the old has gone and the new has come? =D To me, it represents hope, or a new beginning, flying wherever you want to go, where the wind leads you. Me, a butterfly, and God, the wind. Like &lt;a href="http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/little-bird.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Little Bird*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, wherever &lt;strong&gt;He&lt;/strong&gt; leads, I &lt;strong&gt;will&lt;/strong&gt; go. =) Why didn't I choose a bird instead? Well, I like the butterflies more than I like birds, actually. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ~ The heart, &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; , it&amp;nbsp;delivers the simplests of messages. Doesn't it? The&amp;nbsp;common one,&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; LOVE&lt;/span&gt;. This charm, well, to me, it&amp;nbsp;reminds me&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;the many people around me&amp;nbsp;who loves me a lot. It means a lot to me, reminding me of each people whom I love and who loves me. So yeah,&amp;nbsp;this is&amp;nbsp;why I chose the &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; , simple really. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tiny Star&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ~ &lt;em&gt;ME!&lt;/em&gt; =) A lucky girl, who has everything she needs and wants. Honestly, I'm contented with what I have in life. But, I'm gonna&amp;nbsp;strive to be better, for myself, and for God.&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="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-wPKIhyF7I/AAAAAAAABlA/-Vths96TkUY/s1600/P5130438.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-wPKIhyF7I/AAAAAAAABlA/-Vths96TkUY/s400/P5130438.jpg" width="336" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&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: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEXT! :)&lt;/em&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: center;"&gt;I've got a letter from &lt;strike&gt;someone &lt;/strike&gt;3 sweet angels. &lt;em&gt;*big wide smiles*&lt;/em&gt; Their belated Birthday card to me from faaaar away. Okay, maybe not THAT far. But still, it was really sweet of them to send a letter to me. MEANS ALOT.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you,&lt;strong&gt; Ei Jean, Iishan, and Shanice&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&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="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-wPUtmC6VI/AAAAAAAABlI/-6FLXikCG3Q/s320/P5130442.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-wPr2i5i_I/AAAAAAAABlY/4dai-G1khnY/s1600/P5130446.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-wPr2i5i_I/AAAAAAAABlY/4dai-G1khnY/s320/P5130446.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-wPgrmu_6I/AAAAAAAABlQ/lhnKQsZEXTY/s320/P5130444.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-wP1hbypdI/AAAAAAAABlg/ojT4_mariZE/s1600/P5130447.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-wP1hbypdI/AAAAAAAABlg/ojT4_mariZE/s320/P5130447.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What's a&amp;nbsp;warepire? LOL. Don't need to know.&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: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;LASTLY! :)&lt;/em&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: center;"&gt;I've got a letter from.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Weird? Not really. Freaky? A little. =D It was from me during &lt;em&gt;RBS, Residential Bible School&lt;/em&gt;. It really reminded me about the many many&amp;nbsp;things I've learnt in that one and a half months. I'm glad I'm still persistent with the things I should be doing, but I know I still need to strive to be better. There are things I haven't achieve or done YET, but I know I can. =) It was really encouraging to receive the letter. VERY VERY encouraging. I thank God. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I miss RBS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-wQBEJKYiI/AAAAAAAABlo/gNpnRN5QwWM/s1600/P5130448.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-wQBEJKYiI/AAAAAAAABlo/gNpnRN5QwWM/s320/P5130448.jpg" wt="true" /&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: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Letters make my day. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/5165921678846443046-7764242640152160084?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/7764242640152160084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/05/letters-from-heart.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/7764242640152160084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/7764242640152160084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/05/letters-from-heart.html' title='Letters With Love'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-wNoYRYzJI/AAAAAAAABkA/QeK4gigjk8M/s72-c/P5130435.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-600261141247768901</id><published>2010-05-11T23:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T17:15:06.888+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cute/Pretty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy =)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In Chinese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='For Her'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presents+Gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters'/><title type='text'>A Birthday/Thank You Post</title><content type='html'>&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;Finally, my Birthday post is here. =) It's more of a thank you post actually.&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;But first, let me tell you just a teeeeeny bit of what happened when Elucia turned 18. I repeat, 18. LOL&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;Well,&amp;nbsp;we celebrated my Birthday and Mother's Day on the 2nd of May while my big brother was back, since he had to fly to Japan during Mother's day. Anyways, mum cooked an awesome, delicious dinner where everyone of us enjoyed. As USUAL. =) It was just awesome!&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;On the 3rd, my friends kinda surprised me and yeah, it wasn't a huge party, nor did a huge bunch of people came. Just a few, which was enough for me really. I LOVED it, I gotta say. =)&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;On my Birthday, which is on the 4th, well, I didn't do much but stayed at home and chilled. Had dinner with my parents and that's probably it. Well, you might think, this girl's 18th&amp;nbsp;Birthday's REALLY BORING. Well to me, it's not. Warm, happy and I feel like I've already got everything I wanted. So YES. I'm happy, and I thank God.&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;/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;: : : Now, pictures first with thank you list : : :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*gifts first, sorry. Cuz of the pictures.*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you daddy and mummy for raising me up to be who I am today. =D They never fail to give me everything I want. Giving me MUCH MUCH MUCH LOVE, guiding me through life. Haha. I love them REALLY REALLY MUCH. There's much to say, but I'll keep it simple. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-lg2Mm1_gI/AAAAAAAABio/2lx9E73vhTk/s1600/P5020281.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-lg2Mm1_gI/AAAAAAAABio/2lx9E73vhTk/s400/P5020281.jpg" tt="true" width="262" /&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: center;"&gt;Thank you, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;珊, Weng Yan, 彤, 燕, and 林子康&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the surprise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;谢谢你们~ 真的很感动~ =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-loAK2KrGI/AAAAAAAABjo/JVbgTVr9BQw/s1600/P5030347.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-loAK2KrGI/AAAAAAAABjo/JVbgTVr9BQw/s400/P5030347.jpg" tt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-loMIVtoFI/AAAAAAAABjw/_nM4gyNa6Ac/s1600/P5030360.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-loMIVtoFI/AAAAAAAABjw/_nM4gyNa6Ac/s400/P5030360.jpg" tt="true" 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: center;"&gt;Thank you &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;big bro and his girlfriend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for this. LOVE it! LOVE them both! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-lhDVhfYHI/AAAAAAAABiw/xSauuDHuf7w/s1600/P5110420.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-lhDVhfYHI/AAAAAAAABiw/xSauuDHuf7w/s320/P5110420.jpg" tt="true" /&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: center;"&gt;Thank you &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://joeloken.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joel Wong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;for the honey he bought back from his Thailand mission trip. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;HE REMEMBERED! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-liIUVbM4I/AAAAAAAABjY/tVCk7jyvGuE/s320/P5110446.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-liX2trxCI/AAAAAAAABjg/6ISd4uce0To/s320/P5110447.jpg" tt="true" /&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: center;"&gt;Thank you &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Derek&lt;a href="http://derekqiren.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;[website]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and Joy Joy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for their present that arrived on Thursday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And no thanks to Derek who keep making me confused on my Birthday. HMMPH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyways, &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;both&lt;/span&gt;! =D And stop fighting lah, you two. SERIOUSLY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-leYQ2tMMI/AAAAAAAABiA/7ytJ_afTxNQ/s320/P5110422.jpg" tt="true" /&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/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-lfV-iKSsI/AAAAAAAABig/eK_vxC0Pg7Q/s1600/P5110428.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-lfV-iKSsI/AAAAAAAABig/eK_vxC0Pg7Q/s320/P5110428.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-lfIgoNXkI/AAAAAAAABiY/BKosGBjUwDU/s1600/P5110424.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-lfIgoNXkI/AAAAAAAABiY/BKosGBjUwDU/s320/P5110424.jpg" tt="true" /&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;Ain't this t-shirt SUPER cute? =DDD&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;*If you think I'm cute, you should see my mummy and daddy*&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;LOL!!&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-lemQ5PtcI/AAAAAAAABiI/oS78DZG4i54/s1600/P5110443.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-lemQ5PtcI/AAAAAAAABiI/oS78DZG4i54/s320/P5110443.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A dress~ =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-le4jabYXI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HlMEo8ULz7I/s1600/P5110444.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-le4jabYXI/AAAAAAAABiQ/HlMEo8ULz7I/s320/P5110444.jpg" tt="true" /&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: center;"&gt;Thank you &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Angie, Ming Yue and Timmy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;for the really cute present! =D It's okay that y'all couldn't make it up to Camerons, it's the thought that counts right? =) I still &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;love y'all&lt;/span&gt; much! As promised, here's how the box was wrecked by Mr. Postman. =.= But! Quote Angie Yong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;"It was a cheaplak box so nvm... Lighter the better. LOL"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-lhTARFbxI/AAAAAAAABi4/2zqrcu0DUz8/s320/P5100416.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-lhmTA4xAI/AAAAAAAABjA/MrYzjeyudmY/s320/P5100417.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-lhwDdT-CI/AAAAAAAABjI/V-M1aLikB7g/s1600/P5110437.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-lhwDdT-CI/AAAAAAAABjI/V-M1aLikB7g/s320/P5110437.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Little Miss&lt;strong&gt; Chatterbox. &lt;/strong&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(very funny, Timothy Lee! NOT!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-lh6m4lh7I/AAAAAAAABjQ/U7X_xee3YOY/s1600/P5110438.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-lh6m4lh7I/AAAAAAAABjQ/U7X_xee3YOY/s320/P5110438.jpg" tt="true" /&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: center;"&gt;Last picture of the post, =) Thank you &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I-Jean and Suji &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;for the pretty bracelet. I'm so so so glad y'all bought something for me!!! Y'all are all the way down in KL, busy and all, and I could get a present from both of you! AHHH! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-lr3I1JByI/AAAAAAAABj4/RXbUF7NmKto/s1600/P5110430.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-lr3I1JByI/AAAAAAAABj4/RXbUF7NmKto/s320/P5110430.jpg" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty ain't it? Simple, and sweeeeet. =)&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: center;"&gt;: : : The List : : :&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: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;text&amp;nbsp;wishes :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Ci Yi and Wen Juan&lt;/span&gt; for the early wishes due to having to go back to NS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Joshua Foong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jaclyn Yee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;气健&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Melissa Chong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Weng Yan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;启华&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chi Yan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;熊~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kit Hoe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Edwin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Vanessa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pastor Simon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Rachel HO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aaron Tan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kai Ma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Saravana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Michelle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yung Tyng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Melody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Qian Wen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3 eeeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jian Wen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ze Wen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jasmine Wai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kesav&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Joyce JJ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;JJ (Justin)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chelsea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bryan YONG&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: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Extras :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Seong Kuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, for the Starbucks :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Iishan!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; For the REALLY SWEET mms. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Jing Xian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, for the Chinese Bible. =D&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: center;"&gt;I won't write the people who wrote on my Facebook walls because I've thank them myself already. Plus, there's ALOT to write. And I've really gotta stop writing and go to sleep. SCHOOL TOMORROW. Yes, Form 6 started. =)&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: center;"&gt;Nights y'all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="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/5165921678846443046-600261141247768901?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/600261141247768901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/05/birthdaythank-you-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/600261141247768901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/600261141247768901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/05/birthdaythank-you-post.html' title='A Birthday/Thank You Post'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-lg2Mm1_gI/AAAAAAAABio/2lx9E73vhTk/s72-c/P5020281.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-1295022877856157283</id><published>2010-05-10T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T00:07:26.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decisions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Mothers' Day &amp; Back To School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;FIRST, &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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-bTtV_2m8I/AAAAAAAABhw/u-HoX-Kipic/s1600/P5090399.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-bTtV_2m8I/AAAAAAAABhw/u-HoX-Kipic/s400/P5090399.jpg" tt="true" width="302" /&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: center;"&gt;I gotta say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY&lt;/span&gt; to all mummys out there! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Everyone, our mums have been a blessing in our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Without them, we won't be the people we are today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Like one of my church member said,&amp;nbsp;the mothers&amp;nbsp;are the backbone of&amp;nbsp;each family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; your mum.&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: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since this priceless gift God gave us,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Must from us one day depart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lavish her with love and kindness,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Real true love, with ALL YOUR HEART.&lt;/em&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: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;I love you, Mummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, YOU ARE THE BEST MUM!&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: center;"&gt;NEXT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-bT7tJGxxI/AAAAAAAABh4/KuWCIQnDZGM/s1600/P5090406.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-bT7tJGxxI/AAAAAAAABh4/KuWCIQnDZGM/s400/P5090406.jpg" tt="true" width="302" /&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: center;"&gt;This is what you get when you have:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your brother's books&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;friend's books (Audrey)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Audrey's&amp;nbsp;sister's books&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Audrey's&amp;nbsp;dad's books.&lt;/em&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: center;"&gt;There are like five huge files of notes too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*blurrrr*&lt;/em&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: center;"&gt;YES, I know, it's alot! What can I say? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'M VERY THANKFUL, VERY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't need to spend a single cent on any books because I have more than enough. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And I thank God.&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: center;"&gt;And yes, it's finally here,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BACK TO SCHOOL!&lt;/strong&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: center;"&gt;Well it's bittersweet for me, really. I'm glad to go back to school for studies and getting more knowledge. YES! =D But, the fact that you have to study hard hard hard and face another major exam, well, UGGH! I shall not say much more. Haha.&amp;nbsp;But I'm excited for tomorrow. Wish me all the best. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;School girl again :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5165921678846443046-1295022877856157283?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/1295022877856157283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day-back-to-school.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/1295022877856157283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/1295022877856157283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day-back-to-school.html' title='Mothers&apos; Day &amp; Back To School'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-bTtV_2m8I/AAAAAAAABhw/u-HoX-Kipic/s72-c/P5090399.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-1571775329542025450</id><published>2010-05-08T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T21:51:49.140+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>One Year Older, One Year Wiser? NOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;People say, &lt;em&gt;"one year older, one year wiser."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;I don't believe that.&lt;/span&gt;&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/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-VreOxg-XI/AAAAAAAABho/1-ck-roidr0/s1600/P5020280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-VreOxg-XI/AAAAAAAABho/1-ck-roidr0/s400/P5020280.jpg" tt="true" width="313" /&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: center;"&gt;I had an awesome Birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Much people to thank in my nex post. =)&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;&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;Well,&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;&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;Posts coming up soon :&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;&lt;em&gt;Birthday, Mothers' Day, &lt;/em&gt;and&lt;em&gt; the 1st day of school.&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; text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe even some others. If I'm in the mood or have the time, that is.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- What's the greatest gift of all? God's love. -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5165921678846443046-1571775329542025450?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/1571775329542025450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-year-older-one-year-wiser-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/1571775329542025450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/1571775329542025450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/05/one-year-older-one-year-wiser-not.html' title='One Year Older, One Year Wiser? NOT'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S-VreOxg-XI/AAAAAAAABho/1-ck-roidr0/s72-c/P5020280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-4879158805880482820</id><published>2010-05-02T17:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T17:36:16.676+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Cameron Highlands is DYING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S900-p5jD6I/AAAAAAAABg4/oAcHZjdwk-s/s1600/P4180076.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S900-p5jD6I/AAAAAAAABg4/oAcHZjdwk-s/s400/P4180076.jpg" tt="true" width="301" /&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: center;"&gt;It has been awhile since I blogged. Well, the urge to just blog = no more. Plus&amp;nbsp;I don't see the need to blog blog blog everyday. HAH! Anyways, this issue has really been bugging me A LOT! See the pretty picture of Camerons below? Pretty ain't it? Forget the editing of it, it's still pretty. The rainbow IS REAL, by the way.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S901yF_-BII/AAAAAAAABhA/nQ3kDguiUdI/s1600/IMG_0741.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="325" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S901yF_-BII/AAAAAAAABhA/nQ3kDguiUdI/s400/IMG_0741.JPG" tt="true" 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;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-small;"&gt;*click on the picture above to get a better view*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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;Credits to &lt;a href="http://joeloken.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;*Joel Wong*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;who took this picture when he came to Camerons.&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 lucky enough to get a shot of a pretty rainbow.&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;em&gt;He thanked God for it. =)&lt;/em&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;Anyways, back to the point. Now, why am I so annoyed? Here's a look of what people, the government to be specific, is doing to Cameron Highlands.&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;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S909POlTOsI/AAAAAAAABhY/Pwx-UXdTFnk/s1600/P4230183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S909POlTOsI/AAAAAAAABhY/Pwx-UXdTFnk/s400/P4230183.JPG" tt="true" 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;This was actually a mountain. Filled with &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;GREEEEEEEN&lt;/span&gt; plants. &lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;TREES&lt;/span&gt; to be exact! Apparently they killed everything on that mountain for their own benefit.&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;Sadly I don't have the before picture. Anyways, I was shock myself when I saw this few months ago.&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;What have they done? &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;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;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S908ZvH4ObI/AAAAAAAABhI/_aH-fGVZMvs/s400/P4230181.JPG" tt="true" width="400" /&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;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S9082is98VI/AAAAAAAABhQ/2iOlxperauo/s400/P4230182.JPG" tt="true" width="300" /&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;KILLING CAMERONS!&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;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S9095jEe8mI/AAAAAAAABhg/bdMHFdEy3vA/s400/P4300228.JPG" tt="true" width="400" /&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;I couldn't take a better picture of this. But this is another place in Camerons.&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;Why are they doing 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;Everywhere I go, construction sites are bound to be seen.&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;In my opinion, they are building UNNECESSARY things.&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;Cameron's getting HOTTER and HOTTER.&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;When I was a little girl, it was only &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;15˚C to 18˚C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; everyday.&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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;It's 22˚C to 27˚C now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. And it's getting hotter by the years. =(&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;What will the once beautiful Camerons&amp;nbsp;turn to be in a few years time? A &lt;em&gt;concrete jungle&lt;/em&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;&lt;em&gt;I can't stand imagining what would happen.&lt;/em&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;Will update a better post of this the next time.&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: left;"&gt;:- No photo editings due to some problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5165921678846443046-4879158805880482820?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/4879158805880482820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/05/cameron-highlands-is-dying.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/4879158805880482820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/4879158805880482820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/05/cameron-highlands-is-dying.html' title='Cameron Highlands is DYING'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S900-p5jD6I/AAAAAAAABg4/oAcHZjdwk-s/s72-c/P4180076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-2804996462176350388</id><published>2010-04-17T23:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T23:21:10.147+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decisions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Studies'/><title type='text'>I Am Ready</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Having to deal with much problems few days ago, I've finally got some happy time, with my parents. =) Yes, I had a &lt;a href="http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/04/goodbye-long-hair.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;haircut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, and! We rearranged my room! I wanted to shift something into my room, hence, the major-room-rearranging-activity. =) Well, not really a&amp;nbsp;MAJOR one, but&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;rearranged my bed, study table, and book shelf. Got rid of the bulky computer table that was treated as a book&amp;nbsp;shelf. And moved in something that I haven't been playing for a&amp;nbsp;really long time.&amp;nbsp;YES,&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;little Electone&lt;/em&gt;. =) &lt;em&gt;I want you back, and I got you!&lt;/em&gt; XD&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;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S8lvyT6I_II/AAAAAAAABf4/wAA1pMRLlqI/s320/P4170071.jpg" wt="true" /&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;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S8lv-EFVz6I/AAAAAAAABgA/S9A_VwEiPJ4/s320/P4170078.jpg" wt="true" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S8lwPzql5VI/AAAAAAAABgI/xsTiIPbmkb0/s1600/P4170074.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S8lwPzql5VI/AAAAAAAABgI/xsTiIPbmkb0/s320/P4170074.jpg" wt="true" /&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;em&gt;*big wide smile*&lt;/em&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: left;"&gt;I figured, with this in my room, I can play it whenever I want to. And yeah, I really do miss playing it. I never treated it as&amp;nbsp;well as I should, but it's still working so well! &lt;em&gt;Little Electone&lt;/em&gt; is a strong thing! =) With the haircut and the "new" room, I'm all set to embrace my Form6 life. Yes, I have decided to just stay for Form6. Yea, it's gonna be the secondary school life again that I lived for the past 5 years. But I'm ready and I have decided. I'm embracing it with open arms! Lol. :)&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;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: left;"&gt;I was really worked up about decision making but yeah, I've finally made up my decision to stay here for&amp;nbsp;Form6. I was kinda bummed when I found out alot of my friends aren't staying back for it, it's almost a tradition really, that SMKSAS students don't stay back for Form6. Weird really. So I guess I'm one of the few. But nevertheless, I'll go. Trusting that it is God's will, I will obey and I will go, I will do what He wants me to do. =) I know God has big plans for me. YES! =)&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;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;I am ready. :)&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="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5165921678846443046-2804996462176350388?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/2804996462176350388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-ready.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/2804996462176350388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/2804996462176350388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-ready.html' title='I Am Ready'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S8lvyT6I_II/AAAAAAAABf4/wAA1pMRLlqI/s72-c/P4170071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-1030735590876822456</id><published>2010-04-16T11:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T16:35:01.324+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cute/Pretty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy =)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='For Her'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presents+Gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Goodbye Long Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First, mummy has been bugging me to get&amp;nbsp;a haircut since...? I forgot. Well, REALLY long ago. I didn't want to, cuz I really liked my hair being long and straight, NATURALLY. =) Yes, &lt;em&gt;me don't straighten me hair&lt;/em&gt;. :) But people around me has been talking about how long my hair is, how I need or can change my hairstyle, imagining how I'll look with short hair, etc. It's been making me think, I should really just have my hair be shorter just a little, to prepare me for schooling again.&amp;nbsp;And mum said I'll look younger, that made me think twice cuz I've been called a 13 year old girl, not once but many times. The age ranges from 13 to 15. &lt;em&gt;*=.=*&lt;/em&gt;And I don't want to look THAT young. LOL. But I decided to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strike&gt;chop chop chop&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/em&gt; it off in the end. I'll let the pictures do the talking now. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="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;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S8iRY37jmQI/AAAAAAAABe4/xG0Nk8RtNZA/s320/P4160073.jpg" width="216" wt="true" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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;em&gt;*frowns*&lt;/em&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;This morning. When I realized TODAY's the day. LOL&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;::BEFORE::&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;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S8iRMaLLPaI/AAAAAAAABew/JM5ydQwsUNQ/s320/P4160070.jpg" width="216" wt="true" /&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;Goodbye long long hair~&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;::AFTER::&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S8iRhpNBXEI/AAAAAAAABfA/evNvMGibuhE/s1600/P4160081.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S8iRhpNBXEI/AAAAAAAABfA/evNvMGibuhE/s320/P4160081.jpg" width="216" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hello shorter hair~&amp;nbsp;=)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well I can say she "chopped" of me "&lt;strike&gt;tail&lt;/strike&gt;" and left me with this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Had my fringe cut short too. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S8iRsKTJZ3I/AAAAAAAABfI/LFPhGJFUUr0/s1600/P4160083(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S8iRsKTJZ3I/AAAAAAAABfI/LFPhGJFUUr0/s320/P4160083(1).jpg" width="216" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm happy. But I miss me long long hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*whines*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aww JEEZ! It'll grow lah! GOODNESS!&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: center;"&gt;So anyways, notice what I used to tie my hair in those pictures above? I remember someone special gave this to me and I haven't been using it. It's too pretty and special for me to use it so I just hung it there as a decoration. Thought I just use it for this time... &lt;em&gt;*grin*&lt;/em&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: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S8iR8xh6kwI/AAAAAAAABfQ/dZDx98ZXjrQ/s320/P4160092.jpg" width="241" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S8iSb8mt_II/AAAAAAAABfg/4s2-NvPtjQk/s1600/P4160097.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S8iSb8mt_II/AAAAAAAABfg/4s2-NvPtjQk/s320/P4160097.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S8iSoXaQ3tI/AAAAAAAABfo/bdnuVDIhZPA/s320/P4160103.jpg" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S8iSNsC1GtI/AAAAAAAABfY/Opa6c1DC9Hw/s320/P4160093.jpg" wt="true" /&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: center;"&gt;Pretty, no? Well it is to me. :)&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: 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/5165921678846443046-1030735590876822456?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/1030735590876822456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/04/goodbye-long-hair.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/1030735590876822456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/1030735590876822456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/04/goodbye-long-hair.html' title='Goodbye Long Hair'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S8iRY37jmQI/AAAAAAAABe4/xG0Nk8RtNZA/s72-c/P4160073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-9191644016141109679</id><published>2010-04-15T15:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T15:39:45.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Agents of Change</title><content type='html'>If y'all were my&amp;nbsp;Facebook friends, y'all will see&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/elucia?v=wall&amp;amp;story_fbid=109026555804871"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;*Facebook status*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; today, yes? Wondering what happened in the morning that made me so furious? Well, I didn't get the sleep I needed last night. I kept waking up every half an hour till four in the morning.&amp;nbsp;But after that, I finally could sleep well. And while I was in dreamland, finally enjoying it and not being in a nightmare, someone HAD to call me. Call, it's okay&amp;nbsp;for me when it's important.&amp;nbsp;But "SPAM" call me.&amp;nbsp;Exasperated by it,&amp;nbsp;I was cranky. Yes, I'm cranky when someone wakes me up with wrong and unimportant reasons. Ask few of my RBS friends, owh they'll tell you alright. The best, ask &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/mingyuesqueezles?ref=nf"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ming Yue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;. *laughs*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I texted my friend saying I slept late and I needed sleep. I was furious cuz I knew what was going on, she wanted to drag me out of the house for no reason, just for fun. And she didn't tell me or call me before she came. I went back to sleep and decided to be mad when I wake up. LOL, I'm such a weird girl. Woke up and saw a reply, turned out two of my friends were downstairs when she called. I was still as mad, but decided to apologized and said I fell asleep. Dad then&amp;nbsp;called and said that he saw them downstairs before he went to work, he asked them why did they come, and all they could say was "nothing nothing". To dad, he didn't like people like that, he usually liked people to be honest with him,&lt;em&gt; &lt;strike&gt;typical&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt;dad mode =).&lt;/em&gt; He told them I was asleep and apparently, they ignored and he went to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point of this post, my devotion. &lt;em&gt;My habit : wake up-devotion-wash up-breakfast&lt;/em&gt;. So yeah, devotion time! It was based on 2 Timothy 2:19-26. And this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;"Reject foolish and ignorant disputes, knowing that they breed quarrels."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;[2 Timothy 2:23]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My friend texted me saying she was angry and all, angry stuff. I usually will get mad, but after reading that verse. I felt nothing but peace. =) It knew it was God. I didn't wanna quarrel, so I rather let her say whatever she wanted to voice out. I wasn't mad anymore, and I really thank God for that. Didn't want my day to be so emo like yesterday, and the day before. Being beleaguered by problems and troubles just ain't nice, AT ALL. &lt;em&gt;*sigh*&lt;/em&gt;. But I'm happy that this verse helped. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it came back to this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;"If anyone purifies himself from these things, he will be a special instrument, set apart, useful to the Master, prepared for every good work."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;[2 Timothy 2:21]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I was reminded that, we say we wanna change the world, but have we thought that we have to change ourselves first?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;What changes we would love to make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;In other's lives, for Jesus' sake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;But first we must learn at His feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;The things that will make us complete.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d; font-size: large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Only when we are changed, can we be agents of change&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;I thank God for speaking to me SO CLEARLY. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/5165921678846443046-9191644016141109679?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/9191644016141109679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/04/agents-of-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/9191644016141109679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/9191644016141109679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/04/agents-of-change.html' title='Agents of Change'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-4913565400857675469</id><published>2010-04-14T17:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T23:07:41.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presents+Gifts'/><title type='text'>Annoying Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S8Vrb5i8-ZI/AAAAAAAABeo/hzHNLU4kcYM/s400/P4140058.jpg" width="302" wt="true" /&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 got this yesterday from a guy through a friend. What's inside it doesn't matter. But looking at these two boxes, I'm just annoyed, furious actually. Why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Got this present when I was busy yesterday night. My friend had to bring it to me. [Nevermind] When I went back up home, my parents saw and asked what was it and who was it from(as usual), I said "from the same guy". &lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You see, this guy gave me a huge homemade doll house before. And I guess dad's kinda annoyed by it already.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Since daddy was already annoyed, he was kinda mad when he saw me having the two boxes. &lt;em&gt;"Open it now, let me see what is it." &lt;/em&gt;I didn't. He didn't say much. Kinda got a talk from my parents later on. They just wouldn't understand that I tried my hardest telling that guy off. I DID okay? I just got scolded. And I &lt;em&gt;cried&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I thought it won't be a problem when I woke up today. But problems arose, and it ain't going away soon. I didn't wanna tell anyone but I couldn't stand it, I can't stop crying. I decided to&amp;nbsp;talk to&amp;nbsp;my brother, and I never regretted that decision. Thing's are turning "okay" now I guess, still having a hard time. He's threatening me that if I throw his presents away,&amp;nbsp;he'll kill himself. I can't stand this.&amp;nbsp;Should I even care right now? ISH. I don't want anything to do with this guy. Like seriously.&amp;nbsp;UGGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;To every guy out there, just so you know, it's not sweet when you force a girl to have your presents. It's annoying. So be a sweet guy, don't be an annoying one. Yes? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I need a hug. :(&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: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/5165921678846443046-4913565400857675469?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/4913565400857675469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/04/annoying-present.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/4913565400857675469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/4913565400857675469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/04/annoying-present.html' title='Annoying Present'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S8Vrb5i8-ZI/AAAAAAAABeo/hzHNLU4kcYM/s72-c/P4140058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-1417918796874763453</id><published>2010-04-12T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T23:17:48.205+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Utube&apos;s[video]'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Sticky Rice with Mango + Whitney Houston Sound-alike</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S8LHPS_jhBI/AAAAAAAABeQ/PanMhr-pS98/s320/P4120111.jpg" wt="true" /&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: center;"&gt;Sticky rice with mango.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is what I had for lunch today. Mum brought it back from my &lt;em&gt;kaima&lt;/em&gt;'s place. Apparently, it's those sticky rice&lt;em&gt;(pulut)&lt;/em&gt; with mango and creamy coconut milk. Something new for me, and it tastes good. But it was really really&amp;nbsp;filling.&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: center;"&gt;Well was here to post a video my cousin, Jaclyn, asked me to watch. Guess alot of people are talking bout it, but I'll still share it here in case some of y'all haven't seen this. It's a must watch? =) A Whitney Houston sound-alike. &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: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_7NNr_qrmDA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_7NNr_qrmDA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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: center;"&gt;Owh! Am also here to share &lt;a href="http://derekqiren.wordpress.com/2010/04/10/jpa/#more-41"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;*Derek's Blog*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, since I find his JPA post really interesting. =) Proud of him!&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: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;- I need to be inspired. Blog's getting boring. :( -&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: 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/5165921678846443046-1417918796874763453?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/1417918796874763453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/04/sticky-rice-and-whitney-houston-sound.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/1417918796874763453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/1417918796874763453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/04/sticky-rice-and-whitney-houston-sound.html' title='Sticky Rice with Mango + Whitney Houston Sound-alike'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S8LHPS_jhBI/AAAAAAAABeQ/PanMhr-pS98/s72-c/P4120111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-8562642983604146251</id><published>2010-04-06T16:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T16:35:31.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cute/Pretty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>My Little Cuties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S7rwPRprNYI/AAAAAAAABeI/JqTzEfBeeQg/s1600/20022010183.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S7rwPRprNYI/AAAAAAAABeI/JqTzEfBeeQg/s400/20022010183.jpg" width="302" /&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 found this picture in mummy's phone, forgot I took this picture with them! This picture was actually taken during my Chinese New Year visitation to my auntie(daddy's sister)'s&amp;nbsp;place. Her grandchildren were there, which were my cousin's children, which made me an auntie. Yes, I'm an &lt;em&gt;auntie&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;nbsp;What can I say? I'm the youngest in my dad's side of the family, and almost all my cousins are married and have children. Oh well... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anywayz, aren't they cute? &lt;strong&gt;ESPECIALLY&lt;/strong&gt; the one on my lap, with the &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;red dress&lt;/span&gt;. Owh my goodness she is soooooo adorable! She's a really shy kid, doesn't talk much but she smiles and sings alot! &lt;em&gt;*melts*&lt;/em&gt; =) That's the elder sister beside me and her cousin, my nephew. Wonder why the two sisters looks so different? Big sis looks like mummy(my cousin) and baby sis looks like daddy. And they are &lt;em&gt;Chinlays&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; Cute much? The last time I saw my nephew, he was four, and his in primary two now. They grow so fast don't they? Reminds me that I'm growing &lt;strong&gt;olddd&lt;/strong&gt; too... LOL!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in almost&lt;strike&gt; a month's time&lt;/strike&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;NO WAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;Chinese + Malays = Chinlays (I made it up) XD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;That's all I gotta blog about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;just about the Little Cuties in mah family. =)&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: 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/5165921678846443046-8562642983604146251?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/8562642983604146251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-little-cuties.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/8562642983604146251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/8562642983604146251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-little-cuties.html' title='My Little Cuties'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S7rwPRprNYI/AAAAAAAABeI/JqTzEfBeeQg/s72-c/20022010183.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-8149633905984310432</id><published>2010-04-04T17:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T17:28:26.103+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Easter with a Challenge</title><content type='html'>Has anyone of y'all heard about &lt;em&gt;The Jelly Bean Prayer&lt;/em&gt;? =) It's a really cute prayer about the Resurrection of Christ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is for the blood He gave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is for the grass He made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yellow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is for the sun so bright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Orange&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is for the edge of night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Black&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is for the sins we made&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is for the grace He gave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Purple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is for his hour of sorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pink&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is for our new tomorrow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A bag full of jelly beans colourful and sweet, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is a prayer, is a promise, is a special treat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May the joy of Christ's Resurrection fill you heart and bless your life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cute! YES? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now being serious:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Christ sacrificed His life FOR US. Dying on the cross, FOR US, FOR OUR SINS. He loved us SO MUCH. We who know this, who trust and believe Him, are saved. But what about those who don't? What about those who don't even know that this God that LOVES us so much exists? It is our responsibility,&amp;nbsp;to reach out and touch the hearts of people, to tell them that HE exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have heard many people testify about visions of Malaysia having a &lt;strong&gt;great revival&lt;/strong&gt;. We have heard testimonies that our country, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Malaysi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, will be one of the countries who will be like Korea now, who sends Christian missionaries around the world. But &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;HOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will these testimonies, these visions come true, if &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;WE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; don't do anything about it? &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will it happen if in our minds, &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; want to leave this country as soon as&amp;nbsp;we can&amp;nbsp;because of &lt;strike&gt;current political issues and controversies&lt;/strike&gt;, or saying that &lt;strike&gt;this country is just not good enough for us&lt;/strike&gt;? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;HOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are we expecting&amp;nbsp;this land to be healed&amp;nbsp;if&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;WE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; don't make a move to make a difference for God? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are we thinking of people in other countries when people in &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; country&amp;nbsp;are crying out&amp;nbsp;for the truth? This Easter, I am challenged, to&amp;nbsp;reach out, to serve Him, to tell people about HIM in &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OUR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; country. I want my country, &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Malaysia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, to be &lt;strong&gt;saved&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;WE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can make a difference if&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; work hand in hand, WITH CHRIST and IN CHRIST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Yes I am. Are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed Easter.&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/5165921678846443046-8149633905984310432?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/8149633905984310432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/8149633905984310432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/8149633905984310432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter.html' title='Easter with a Challenge'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-4562711649862679122</id><published>2010-04-03T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T16:37:09.191+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In Chinese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presents+Gifts'/><title type='text'>Prizes, Nostalgia and YUMMY Chocolates</title><content type='html'>Well, I had to wake up early today to get ready for my school's prize giving event. Reached there at 10.30am and had to wait for two whole hours till I got my prize. Didn't do much in that two hours but I did get to catch up with few of my friends. Aaaaand! I was really happy to see one of the teachers I was closed to, Cikgu Maizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;After catching up with friends, you realized time flies, REALLY FAST. It was like only yesterday when we first&amp;nbsp;entered secondary&amp;nbsp;school as juniors, being the innocent kids that we are. And look at us now, all grown up. Everyone going their own ways now, moving on to separate roads.&lt;strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;It will never be the same again. &lt;/strong&gt;No studying in the same class together, no whining about which teacher we don't like together, no being menaces to annoy and bully our teachers, no making noises and going &lt;em&gt;whoopdeedoo&lt;/em&gt; in class, no more. It won't be us together as the &lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bestari&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-s anymore. &lt;strong&gt;Owh I'll miss you guys.&lt;/strong&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;img border="0" height="302" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S7hALScNH0I/AAAAAAAABdQ/PJQk66vHieU/s400/DSCN4191.JPG" width="400" /&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: #a64d79;"&gt;5 Bestari * Class of 2010&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;Check this out, one of our classmate submitted this for our school magazine. LOL&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/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S7hB80uVKrI/AAAAAAAABdY/8aw3-RYgDIY/s1600/24761_1307767267628_1633974121_714471_6179711_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S7hB80uVKrI/AAAAAAAABdY/8aw3-RYgDIY/s640/24761_1307767267628_1633974121_714471_6179711_n.jpg" width="507" /&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;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;*click on picture to enlarge*&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; 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;&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;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S7cspGnuwGI/AAAAAAAABc4/RpIxYA56kb8/s320/P4030110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S7cs3ty4CTI/AAAAAAAABdA/nQ2teHUl9o8/s320/P4030116.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Honestly, when I got the invitation letter for this event to accept my prize as one of the students who scored well for SPM, I didn't expect it. 5A's! Come on! Seriously? But I guess I should be proud and thankful that I was one of them? Yeah... =)&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;It's an honour. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S7ctHHXYjiI/AAAAAAAABdI/THxihb82pHI/s400/P4030118.jpg" width="400" /&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;Last but not least, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;CHOCOLATES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;*grin*&lt;/em&gt; Well, someone gave me a box of chocolates that I just HAD to take a picture of it. It's cute okaaaay? And I wanna say,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;至你~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;谢谢你给我这盒巧克力啦~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;真的很感动~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;虽然我们真的吵了很多次,但感情还是那么的好。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;对吗对吗? =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;总之,谢谢你啦~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;你说你从来没给他们礼物的,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;所以我不写你名啦,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;万一来到这里读到就不好咯~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;看我多好! XD&lt;/strong&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; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank youuu~&lt;/strong&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; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S7hHPII0MtI/AAAAAAAABeA/eXSCm-ulWHU/s320/02042010237.jpg" width="242" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S7hGhcUXNmI/AAAAAAAABdo/achEw0vI3Rw/s1600/02042010233.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S7hGhcUXNmI/AAAAAAAABdo/achEw0vI3Rw/s320/02042010233.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;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S7hGtjotR6I/AAAAAAAABdw/rBVs1PZqNq4/s320/02042010234.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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;img border="0" height="302" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S7hG5-G2FEI/AAAAAAAABd4/CzmzQpLVomI/s400/02042010235.jpg" width="400" /&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;Don't they look yummy? :)&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;Choco Lover :)&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="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5165921678846443046-4562711649862679122?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/4562711649862679122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/04/prizes-nostalgia-and-yummy-chocolates.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/4562711649862679122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/4562711649862679122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/04/prizes-nostalgia-and-yummy-chocolates.html' title='Prizes, Nostalgia and YUMMY Chocolates'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S7hALScNH0I/AAAAAAAABdQ/PJQk66vHieU/s72-c/DSCN4191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-5267621423227409132</id><published>2010-04-02T19:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T01:21:32.721+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>No Greater Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S7coXhaaFjI/AAAAAAAABcw/rDFJYtlNCnY/s1600/cross.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S7coXhaaFjI/AAAAAAAABcw/rDFJYtlNCnY/s400/cross.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;- The price of love -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God does not love us with a beautiful, holy vagueness, but with a love that staggered under a cross, that was hung between thieves, that met and destroyed death and paid to the full our debt of sin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;The nail-pierced hands of Jesus reveal the love-filled heart of God.&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: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would you go that extra mile for someone who doesnt care?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jesus did.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Blessed Good Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5165921678846443046-5267621423227409132?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/5267621423227409132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-greater-love.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/5267621423227409132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/5267621423227409132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-greater-love.html' title='No Greater Love'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S7coXhaaFjI/AAAAAAAABcw/rDFJYtlNCnY/s72-c/cross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-8257236057821387255</id><published>2010-03-30T16:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T23:18:16.148+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Utube&apos;s[video]'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decisions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Studies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Gentlemen Don't</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't been updating my blog lately. Well what's there to write when you are rotting at home? And yeah I maybe going out with friends, but there's nothing much to update you about. I really can't wait to go back to school! Owh, talking bout school, decisions made by my parents, I'll be heading to Form6 in May. And it's a 90% chance I'm staying back and I ain't going to MCKL for my A-Levels. &lt;em&gt;*frowns*&lt;/em&gt; It isn't what I want, but I know it's the best for me. Well, we prayed about it and if Form6 is what GOD wants for me, I'll do it. Like &lt;a href="http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/little-bird.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Little Bird*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, remember? =) I trust HE knows the best for me and HE'll guide me through it. Yes, I say, TRUST GOD. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I&amp;nbsp;just wanna share&amp;nbsp;this song&amp;nbsp;from Gabe&amp;nbsp;Bondoc! =)&amp;nbsp;for those who don't know who he is, do check him&amp;nbsp;out&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/gabebondoc"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*here*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. There's also &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/ilajil"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*AJ Rafael*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, who is also one of my favourites from YouTube. Sharing these just for fun. Gentlemen Don't by Gabe Bondoc. And a cover by them. Enjoy~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mu00p0pHOIk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mu00p0pHOIk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gentlemen Don't Cover by AJ Rafael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WFjuTsJCv5o&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WFjuTsJCv5o&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they both did a Details In The Fabric by Jason Mraz cover :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1cJBzU_QLA4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1cJBzU_QLA4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloggie ain't dead anytime soom :)&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/5165921678846443046-8257236057821387255?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/8257236057821387255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/gentlemen-dont.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/8257236057821387255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/8257236057821387255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/gentlemen-dont.html' title='Gentlemen Don&apos;t'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-2109761759705265338</id><published>2010-03-27T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T19:43:01.851+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy =)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>How I went from depressed to UBER happy</title><content type='html'>I've been really moody these past few days and I don't even know why. Check out my&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/eyslucia"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Twitter*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and you'll see how moody I was. I cried so bad yesterday I could flood the whole Cameron Highlands! ...okay maybe that's over exaggerating. But, it was bad. I guess I couldn't stand it anymore when I couldn't sleep yesterday night, and I had to call someone just to be my victim, to listen to me emo.&amp;nbsp;Got a prayer back instead, and it helped me so so much. Having to listen to&amp;nbsp;someone to pray for&amp;nbsp;me at that moment&amp;nbsp;was just really really comforting. Thank you, &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;PB&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;scary &lt;strong&gt;fatso&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. And thank you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;LORD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up today, I felt a teeny better but I was still in my depressing mode. I told mum about it and was about to cry. I guess it worried her to see me being so... so not myself. It made me mad at myself again cuz I affected people around me. UGGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But! Things started to change&amp;nbsp;when the clock striked 3.30pm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;*smiles widely*&lt;/em&gt; I went to church with Josh and Steven for Sunday morning worship practice. It's indeed an awesome thing to worship God, even if you're practicing or not! We sang, I danced, we laughed, we jammed, we had SO MUCH fun! The feeling of just letting it all out, singing your heart out to God, praising Him and adoring Him, &lt;em&gt;eeeeeeep!&lt;/em&gt; That feeling is just so...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt; INDESCRIBABLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. And I thank God SO SO much! And I &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥LOVE♥&lt;/span&gt; HIM with all my heart! Thank you, Lord. I &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; You. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I just wanna &lt;strike&gt;say&lt;/strike&gt; write here that, our God is such a wonderful, awesome, SUPER DUPER great God(it'll take forever to list out&amp;nbsp;how great is he)!&amp;nbsp;And He never ever gives up on us. I'm just so so blessed to have Him. Wheeeeee...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;I ♥ Jesus. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh Yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S63sgP3ssbI/AAAAAAAABco/InNNUhVJkU0/s400/P3260092+-+Copy.jpg" width="302" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-size: large;"&gt;Remember to off the lights at 8.30pm to 9.30pm tonight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/5165921678846443046-2109761759705265338?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/2109761759705265338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-i-went-from-depressed-to-uber-happy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/2109761759705265338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/2109761759705265338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-i-went-from-depressed-to-uber-happy.html' title='How I went from depressed to UBER happy'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S63sgP3ssbI/AAAAAAAABco/InNNUhVJkU0/s72-c/P3260092+-+Copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-6638902320723519617</id><published>2010-03-25T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:06:47.353+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>You Can Be Addicted To An iPod Touch</title><content type='html'>Yay! I've finally met up with my friend which I have not seen for almost 3 whole months!&lt;a href="http://jx-lifeisgrace.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jing Xian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! He's been to a "school" similar to RBS but longer, 3 months. And since he came home from it, I didnt get the chance to meet up with up cuz I was busy too. I've finally get to meet up with him yesterday night. I remember the last time I saw him, it&amp;nbsp;was the 1st day in RBS. He came all the way up to say bye to me. :) &lt;em&gt;Awwwww &lt;/em&gt;rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Went out with him and a few others on Tuesday night just to chill. It was really nice. But what I wanna blog about ain't this. Well, as y'all know I've got an iTouch from my brother during Christmas last year,&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://eluoldbloggie.blogspot.com/2010/01/christmas.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Christmas Post*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =) So I took it along just for fun. While catching up with JX, two of my girl friends were fighting to play some game in my iTouch. I couldn't stop laughing when Seong Kuan started playing. This girl that never plays video games was so hooked to my iTouch her face was practically an inch of a distance between the screen. I've never seen people being so hooked to the iTouch in my life. LOL. I mean, seriously, she was shouting and moving along with the character in the game. It was hilarious!&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;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6teDOm7fvI/AAAAAAAABcY/xDMeL5GkGKo/s320/DSC00316.jpg" /&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;That's him! :) Uncle Tung.&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;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6tdXPMICeI/AAAAAAAABcI/Y9qXUV3YhbA/s320/DSC00314.jpg" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6tdyBd-LgI/AAAAAAAABcQ/DgFe1gLLF9M/s1600/DSC00315.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6tdyBd-LgI/AAAAAAAABcQ/DgFe1gLLF9M/s320/DSC00315.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;See what I mean? ==&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;img border="0" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6teS0fx2zI/AAAAAAAABcg/rCGNEnhMTzU/s320/DSC00317.jpg" /&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;She lost the game. lol&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;That's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5165921678846443046-6638902320723519617?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/6638902320723519617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-can-be-addicted-to-ipod-touch.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/6638902320723519617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/6638902320723519617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-can-be-addicted-to-ipod-touch.html' title='You Can Be Addicted To An iPod Touch'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6teDOm7fvI/AAAAAAAABcY/xDMeL5GkGKo/s72-c/DSC00316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-5703525396093861269</id><published>2010-03-23T16:52:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T16:33:58.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Blessed To Stay Up In Cameron Highlands :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;While it's &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;scorching hot&lt;/span&gt; down in KL. It's super cold up here on the highlands. :) Am I thankful? &lt;strong&gt;YOU BET I AM&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;em&gt;*evil laughs*&lt;/em&gt; It's just a blessing to stay in Cameron Highlands, having free aircond everyday! Jealous much? =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;My house is an&amp;nbsp;apartment up on a hill. So it's much colder here and you'll get to see much better views of God's wonderful creation! And also,&amp;nbsp;having a bigger chance for mist to &lt;em&gt;"fly"&lt;/em&gt; into your house on misty days like the pictures below. I took these picture down just wanting to post in on my blog.&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; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This is the front view of my house, where you can see the slope up to my house. :) It's not much of a difference though but it's mistyyyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&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/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6iM5NfUPkI/AAAAAAAABbU/sZlJjpNDblU/s1600-h/7404446309_BvWHd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="152" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6iM5NfUPkI/AAAAAAAABbU/sZlJjpNDblU/s400/7404446309_BvWHd.jpg" vt="true" 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;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-small;"&gt;*click on the picture to enlarge*&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;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And this, is the back view of the house, which I took it from my room. :) Big difference, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6iM5wWFHTI/AAAAAAAABbc/dB9Lc3LWTtc/s1600-h/Picnik+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="155" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6iM5wWFHTI/AAAAAAAABbc/dB9Lc3LWTtc/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" vt="true" 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;span style="color: magenta; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*click on the picture to enlarge*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes! I am very very blessed to be staying up here having to experience such things. It's kinda sad that fellow RBS-ers didn't get to experience it while they were up here for a month. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's VERYYYY cold today ;)&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/5165921678846443046-5703525396093861269?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/5703525396093861269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/blessed-to-stay-up-in-cameron-highlands.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/5703525396093861269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/5703525396093861269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/blessed-to-stay-up-in-cameron-highlands.html' title='Blessed To Stay Up In Cameron Highlands :)'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6iM5NfUPkI/AAAAAAAABbU/sZlJjpNDblU/s72-c/7404446309_BvWHd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-3507323778083818223</id><published>2010-03-22T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T00:48:39.808+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Utube&apos;s[video]'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Earth Hour 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Today's Monday, 22nd of March, year 2010. Five more days, many countries in the world will take part in what I feel, a very meaningful, great&amp;nbsp;event, EARTH HOUR. Since I'm a nature lover, and! In conjunction to this event, I'm changing miss bloggie's outfit(template) into a black outfit. And&amp;nbsp;my twitter and&amp;nbsp;Cbox will be black too. =)&amp;nbsp;Why you ask? Well, we are turning off our lights during Earth Hour right? It's black and dark right? That's exactly what I'm doing to little miss bloggie here. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6eW2c5_4kI/AAAAAAAABaM/p_oQ9-H2Z4Q/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6eW2c5_4kI/AAAAAAAABaM/p_oQ9-H2Z4Q/s400/Untitled.jpg" vt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This was my original template. Print Screen! :)&amp;nbsp;Ignore the many Youtube tabs. XD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" 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'm fully&amp;nbsp;supporting Earth Hour because I find it a really&amp;nbsp;great event, like I &lt;strike&gt;said&lt;/strike&gt; wrote just now. It's an event where everyone in the world take part to take a&amp;nbsp;stand against global warming. Watching the video in Youtube really makes me tear a little. :) To see the whole world working hand in hand. It's just an &lt;em&gt;'awwwwww' &lt;/em&gt;moment 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;&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;Well, do sign up on their website &lt;a href="http://www.earthhour.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;*here*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, or you can just click it at the side bar on my bloggie. I put it there so it'll be much easier for you. And also to be part of Earth Hour. :) Owh owh! You can also create your own &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;virtual lanterns&lt;/span&gt; to show your support! Click&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.earthhour.org/kids/MakeALantern.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;*here*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;if you are interested&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; It's fun!&amp;nbsp;And VERY simple.&amp;nbsp;=D See...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" 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 align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;When you click on the link I put above. You'll see this. Get Started! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6eXCV97FkI/AAAAAAAABaU/fjAXXoJwAGA/s400/Untitled.jpg" vt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Choosing of lanterns. I actually wanted the second one, but chose the fat one instead. X)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6eXDqL9l8I/AAAAAAAABac/uoo-i73wFgM/s400/Untitled2.jpg" vt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Colour &amp;amp; pattern choosing! &lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Purple&lt;/span&gt;'s my favourite colour so yeah. And I've put two &lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;trebal clefs&lt;/span&gt; on the side cuz I'm in the mood for singing lately. And it's cuz I love music too! :) Owh owh! You can also choose the colour of the flame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6eXErbFZNI/AAAAAAAABak/RWd01gCM9NE/s400/Untitled3.jpg" vt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After that, just write down your details and you're done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6eXF0QP9DI/AAAAAAAABas/tGd_QmAka68/s400/Untitled4.jpg" vt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A thank you note from them :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img border="0" height="250" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6eXG5EvvnI/AAAAAAAABa0/frmFUciTyok/s400/Untitled5.jpg" vt="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tadaaaaaa! =D &lt;em&gt;*smiles*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6eYI0NNPEI/AAAAAAAABa8/ToQaaB7U0Gk/s1600-h/lantern.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6eYI0NNPEI/AAAAAAAABa8/ToQaaB7U0Gk/s320/lantern.jpg" vt="true" width="320" /&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; text-align: center;"&gt;So be sure to support Earth Hour! Sign up! It's just a click ahead!&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;Remember to off the lights on&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;&lt;strong&gt;27th March 2010 @ 8.30pm - 9.30pm&lt;/strong&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;&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;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FclcMfzjwug&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FclcMfzjwug&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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;Love and take good care of God's wonderful creation.&lt;br /&gt;Nature Lover :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5165921678846443046-3507323778083818223?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/3507323778083818223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/earth-hour-2010.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/3507323778083818223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/3507323778083818223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/earth-hour-2010.html' title='Earth Hour 2010'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6eW2c5_4kI/AAAAAAAABaM/p_oQ9-H2Z4Q/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-6924835921876501443</id><published>2010-03-21T21:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T16:35:14.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cute/Pretty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy =)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='For Her'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presents+Gifts'/><title type='text'>Monster needs love too</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Short post today! It's all about that cute little monster. :) Here we go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="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;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6ZD_knbZZI/AAAAAAAABZk/Hq6POWGQprQ/s320/P3210049.JPG" vt="true" /&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;Wondering what's this? Ain't it cute? Monster need love tooooo. :)&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;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6ZEig6N1uI/AAAAAAAABZ0/W5xrP5RnHtE/s320/P3210050.JPG" vt="true" /&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;Aww... still wondering? A clue maybe? &lt;em&gt;*zoom out*&lt;/em&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;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6ZDuhb9iUI/AAAAAAAABZc/FelQ6ry7AWA/s320/P3210047.JPG" vt="true" width="242" /&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;AHA! Guess you already figured it out?&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;/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;/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;/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;V&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;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6ZEvmRCQbI/AAAAAAAABZ8/yikjj7CtZiE/s320/P3210055.JPG" vt="true" /&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;An AWESOME tee, for meeeee (rhymes! XD) !!&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;Ain't this t-shirt just so&amp;nbsp;SO cute?&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;YES YES YES! =D&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;Well this t-shirt was given by my owh so sweet cousin, &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jaclyn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! She went to Jakarta for her Uncle's wedding. She went last minute shopping and she bought this for meeee! She was so happy that I loved it. Yes, cousin, I love it alot! You DO know me well, my taste, what I like.. Awwwww... Love you so much! Thank yoooouuuuuu~ =D&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;I&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt; my monster tee :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5165921678846443046-6924835921876501443?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/6924835921876501443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/monster-needs-love-too.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/6924835921876501443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/6924835921876501443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/monster-needs-love-too.html' title='Monster needs love too'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6ZD_knbZZI/AAAAAAAABZk/Hq6POWGQprQ/s72-c/P3210049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-5816981993619573514</id><published>2010-03-20T14:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T21:05:00.404+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy =)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Utube&apos;s[video]'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Outings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Trip to KL</title><content type='html'>Wonder why I've not updated my bloggie? Blame my brother's place for not having an Internet connection. &lt;em&gt;*sobs*&lt;/em&gt; Anyways, I went to KL with mummy just for a break, she needed it alot, and I needed to go for the Education Fair. Well the first day there, we went to the &lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Matta Fair&lt;/span&gt;, brother took us there just to look see. And I tell you, &lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;this country girl ain't used to the city life mannn&lt;/span&gt;. Why you ask? The fact of me seeing SO MANY people in that hall just freaks me out! I know these events will&amp;nbsp;attract&amp;nbsp;TONES of people and everyone will be squeezing around, but I've never experienced it myself before. And after experiencing it, thank you very much, but I will not wanna do it again! LOL I know, the country girl is 38. XD Well, bittersweet experience really. Got a good camera, &lt;strong&gt;Olympus µ1060&lt;/strong&gt;, at a really good price,&amp;nbsp;and now I shall proudly say &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;"I've FINALLY got a good camera! Screw the old camera!! Lalala~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, I went for the &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Education Fair&lt;/span&gt; at KLCC. Getting all the details of what I wanted was good, but it made me so confused in the end. It just wasn't my day and I really hated it. Being stuck between Form 6 and A-Levels, and I just know that my dream of becoming a dentist will just stay as a dream as far as I know. But I know there will be a more suitable thing for me. Will not talk anymore bout this because problem's already been solved and I feel heaps better compared to that day. Trust God I shall say? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday! It was a day where&amp;nbsp;mummy and I spent time together. We watched Alice In Wonderland! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Do the Futterwaken!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;*dance dance dance*&lt;/em&gt; It wasn't a movie that makes you go "gaga" over it but it was nice. Johnny Depp did a good job, as usual. =) After that was shopping. Bought two cute dresses, and LOVE it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Tuesday and Wednesday, I spent time with my RBS friends. =) I had fun! They took me to KLCC and then Time Square. The next day was at 1Utama with the others, had some &lt;em&gt;Zamar&lt;/em&gt; meeting with Ming Yue's dad. I'll let the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6Rb7urLOMI/AAAAAAAABYM/fMUfuOkNEYQ/s320/P3160001.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ain't he adorable? He was smiling. But didn't manage to take it though. But &lt;em&gt;*melts*&lt;/em&gt; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6RciNqNxrI/AAAAAAAABYU/XW1DdsMb7Ps/s320/P3160013.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Angie! &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;♥&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;her heaps! She's like my long lost sister. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6RcyDVDvFI/AAAAAAAABYc/3SBhAdyR9XE/s320/P3160015.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's nothing much to say... =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6RdEBSrj7I/AAAAAAAABYk/TC6VmJS7P8U/s320/P3160017.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6RdR6Lz8cI/AAAAAAAABYs/lAgiFX8pjeg/s320/P3160019.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6RdlcUH5XI/AAAAAAAABY0/G_cDqb0Mf1I/s320/P3160023.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6Rd4rg2D6I/AAAAAAAABY8/QtpHJ6ituOA/s320/P3160024.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was super funny. The two guys you saw up there, they were stuck in the public toilet. And this&amp;nbsp;Ming Yue was laughing like crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6ReO-7fDSI/AAAAAAAABZE/uZbgm0LMmgA/s320/P3160026.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bowling at TS. I wasn't good, AT ALL. I had fun anyways. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6RemvIZp8I/AAAAAAAABZU/2T2P2EVl7CU/s320/26372_389602533456_740028456_3929505_3977586_n.jpg" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Gie Gie! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6RekZRyE2I/AAAAAAAABZM/lTzTOJtrAv8/s320/P3170037.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This was the only picture I took at 1Utama. With &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Sheng&lt;/span&gt;. She's leaving to Japan soon. &lt;em&gt;*CRYS*&lt;/em&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: center;"&gt;For more pictures, please click these two links below:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=152902&amp;amp;id=690735896&amp;amp;l=997e56e8d2"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;My Album&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=157531&amp;amp;id=740028456&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Joy's Album&lt;/span&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: center;"&gt;Just wanna say:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Thank you guys for taking me out to have fun. I needed it alot due to me being so stressed up cuz of study plans. Thank you y'all! Love y'all much! :) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That's all I guess. I ain't got anything else to write about except post this video up for y'all to enjoy. The &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;FUTTERWAKEN&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0jTQsnidNnc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0jTQsnidNnc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Do the Futterwaken! :)&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/5165921678846443046-5816981993619573514?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/5816981993619573514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/trip-to-kl.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/5816981993619573514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/5816981993619573514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/trip-to-kl.html' title='Trip to KL'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S6Rb7urLOMI/AAAAAAAABYM/fMUfuOkNEYQ/s72-c/P3160001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-8573420275060375110</id><published>2010-03-12T16:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T16:34:24.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cute/Pretty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy =)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Letters'/><title type='text'>Letter from the heart</title><content type='html'>Waking up today feeling dizzy and kinda sick today. I went back to&amp;nbsp;having my&amp;nbsp;mood swings again. Nope, it wasn't the time of the month, it was just the &lt;em&gt;Elucia's rare mood swings syndrome&lt;/em&gt;. LOL. There's nothing much to blog about today,&amp;nbsp;but this:&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;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: left;"&gt;I've&amp;nbsp;received a letter from someone today and I was so excited about it! Why you ask? I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; receiving letters from people? I mean, not those formal ones, but&amp;nbsp;the informal ones. From friends or loved ones... The feeling of getting a letter is just awesome! Beats emails and texts. =) It might be old fashioned, takes a&amp;nbsp;few days&amp;nbsp;for it to reach the person you sent to. But it really means much much more than e-mails or SMSes, to me at least. &lt;em&gt;*hint hint* &lt;/em&gt;XD&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: left;"&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: left;"&gt;Anyways, it was from my RBS mission team supervisor, Esther. It wasn't a letter to be exact. Just a tiny handmade bookmark. Yeah it may be small, but it's from the heart, I know it is. And the things she wrote on it... It means&amp;nbsp;so so much to me!&amp;nbsp;I'm so happy I got this from her!!! &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;It really made my day&lt;/span&gt;. Goodbye &lt;em&gt;Elucia's rare mood swings syndrome. &lt;/em&gt;Lalala~&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;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S5n0voEiKMI/AAAAAAAABX0/xEFaYRUmM08/s320/DSCN5718.JPG" vt="true" width="241" /&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;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S5n1YzbNlFI/AAAAAAAABX8/AQzBM4Vu070/s320/DSCN5715.JPG" vt="true" /&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;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S5n2C3z5jxI/AAAAAAAABYE/-QIPPTNQ1-c/s1600-h/DSCN5717.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S5n2C3z5jxI/AAAAAAAABYE/-QIPPTNQ1-c/s320/DSCN5717.JPG" vt="true" /&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;Thank you, Esther. :)&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;♥ Elucia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5165921678846443046-8573420275060375110?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/8573420275060375110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/letter-from-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/8573420275060375110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/8573420275060375110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/letter-from-heart.html' title='Letter from the heart'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S5n0voEiKMI/AAAAAAAABX0/xEFaYRUmM08/s72-c/DSCN5718.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-4729928789305590696</id><published>2010-03-12T15:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T15:45:34.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>SPM results</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;HERE IT IS!&lt;em&gt; *drum rolls*&lt;/em&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S5jYApS4zfI/AAAAAAAABXk/7L1Yq8-vJGc/s1600-h/DSCN5705.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S5jYApS4zfI/AAAAAAAABXk/7L1Yq8-vJGc/s320/DSCN5705.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It wasn't what I wanted. My&amp;nbsp;tiny little aim&amp;nbsp;was actually&amp;nbsp;8As.&amp;nbsp;But I just gotta be happy with what God gave. Right? I know He has &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;great plans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for me and I just gotta accept and prepare to embrace what He has installed for me. =)&amp;nbsp;I wasn't myself yesterday, after getting the results and all. And I really thank people around me who tried so hard to cheer me up. And I apologize to those who were worried cuz of me not being myself.&amp;nbsp;But yeah, I'm looking forward.&amp;nbsp;Ain't no turning back now. Wheeeeeeee...&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S5jYTD02aOI/AAAAAAAABXs/cuzmoC7Mi2w/s1600-h/DSCN5712.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S5jYTD02aOI/AAAAAAAABXs/cuzmoC7Mi2w/s320/DSCN5712.JPG" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Owh yeeeaaaah! I'm really proud of this. =) I remember before SPM, I was telling my friend that, if I don't get 1A for my 1119 paper, I'll kill myself(kidding). And look what I got! 1A!! Which is the best! My teacher told me not many people got 1A for this, even the straight As students? And I'm one of them! So yeah, I'm proud of this! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing. I'm really thankful for everyone who said that they are proud of my achievements. I didn't really understand why did my family members(including aunties and uncles), church members, even friends, said that&amp;nbsp;they were proud of my achievements, but I'm thankful. Even though it's&amp;nbsp;just 5As, they were rejoicing and they were just so proud of me. It really cheered me up alot. Thank you~&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Being contented with what GOD gave me :)&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/5165921678846443046-4729928789305590696?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/4729928789305590696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/spm-results.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/4729928789305590696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/4729928789305590696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/spm-results.html' title='SPM results'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S5jYApS4zfI/AAAAAAAABXk/7L1Yq8-vJGc/s72-c/DSCN5705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-7654714018848852681</id><published>2010-03-09T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T23:43:00.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Little Bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was suddenly inspired to write this. It just came all of a sudden. So yeah... Here we go. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Little Bird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh Little Bird of tiny faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When will you fly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never stepping out of that nest of yours.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that there's a world outside?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't you wanna try?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't you wanna fly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Little&amp;nbsp;bird&amp;nbsp;gained the confidence&amp;nbsp;she needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She&amp;nbsp;realized, there's a bigger world beyond this nest of hers.&lt;br /&gt;Where&amp;nbsp;she can experience&amp;nbsp;things beyond what&amp;nbsp;she can imagine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes,&amp;nbsp;she wants to see it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She,&amp;nbsp;wants to&amp;nbsp;experience it.&lt;br /&gt;But she,&amp;nbsp;is still afraid.&lt;br /&gt;Terrified, more to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&amp;nbsp;Little Bird&amp;nbsp;was, standing at the edge of&amp;nbsp;the tree branch.&lt;br /&gt;"Don't look down! Don't look down"&lt;br /&gt;That was the only thing&amp;nbsp;she could think of.&lt;br /&gt;she&amp;nbsp;was feeling apprehensive about flying.&lt;br /&gt;Her&amp;nbsp;mind, full of fear that&amp;nbsp;she might die if&amp;nbsp;she falls.&lt;br /&gt;What if&amp;nbsp;she didn't flew right? What if&amp;nbsp;she really DIES?&lt;br /&gt;Agitated by that thought,&amp;nbsp;she decided to give up.&lt;br /&gt;"NO!"&amp;nbsp;a voice, she heard.&lt;br /&gt;"I am here. And I will be with you. Do not be afraid.&lt;br /&gt;You can do all things through ME."&lt;br /&gt;She&amp;nbsp;knew it&amp;nbsp;was HIM giving&amp;nbsp;her assurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here goes nothing!"&lt;br /&gt;She&amp;nbsp;closed her eyes and&amp;nbsp;jumped down from that brach,&lt;br /&gt;Lifting&amp;nbsp;her wings,&amp;nbsp;she tried to fly.&lt;br /&gt;She&amp;nbsp;flapped&amp;nbsp;her wings like how&amp;nbsp;she sees the others do.&lt;br /&gt;She&amp;nbsp;opened&amp;nbsp;her eyes...&lt;br /&gt;And little did&amp;nbsp;she know,&amp;nbsp;she was flying!&lt;br /&gt;A&amp;nbsp;huge adrenaline rushed through&amp;nbsp;her body.&lt;br /&gt;Exhilarated&amp;nbsp;she was.&lt;br /&gt;The wind, invigorating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spreading&amp;nbsp;her wings to the sky up above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Little Bird soared freely,&lt;br /&gt;knowing something's lifting&amp;nbsp;her up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Holding&amp;nbsp;her in His arms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She&amp;nbsp;knows, that it is He.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That oh so wonderful and mighty person,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;strong and powerful,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with great wisdom and strength,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ruler of the skies, the earth, and the seas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything&amp;nbsp;is of His control.&lt;br /&gt;He has power above all things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is one who LOVES, He is one who FORGIVE.&lt;br /&gt;He is&amp;nbsp;her God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since that day,&lt;br /&gt;Little bird wasn't afraid to fly anymore.&lt;br /&gt;She loved to fly.&lt;br /&gt;That feeling of knowing somebody's always there,&lt;br /&gt;showing&amp;nbsp;her and guiding her to where she's flying to,&lt;br /&gt;the assurance He gives whenever she's flying,&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she loves that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Bird has grown so much in&amp;nbsp;her faith.&lt;br /&gt;And she knows that she need not be afraid to wherever HE leads her to,&lt;br /&gt;It may be a&amp;nbsp;place where the sun smiles brightly,&lt;br /&gt;where the wind blows lightly.&lt;br /&gt;Or a place where it's dark and cloudy,&lt;br /&gt;where the skies tremble with anger.&lt;br /&gt;But she knows,&lt;br /&gt;Wherever HE leads her to, HE has HIS own plans,&lt;br /&gt;And HIS plans is what HE wants best for her,&lt;br /&gt;and she,&lt;br /&gt;She&amp;nbsp;will go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Bird has decided,&lt;br /&gt;wherever HE wants her to go,&lt;br /&gt;She will go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;Little Bird&lt;/strong&gt;,&amp;nbsp;would be&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written by&lt;br /&gt;Elucia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5165921678846443046-7654714018848852681?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/7654714018848852681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/little-bird.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/7654714018848852681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/7654714018848852681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/little-bird.html' title='Little Bird'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-579516630687126233</id><published>2010-03-08T19:58:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T01:21:38.727+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy =)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>A post just for you~</title><content type='html'>Ahhh... Have been working on this post for like, the whole day. =/ I'm BLANK. Where do I start? Let's start with this then, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S5Tys2bbj1I/AAAAAAAABXc/0UokyQMpaMo/s1600-h/untitled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S5Tys2bbj1I/AAAAAAAABXc/0UokyQMpaMo/s640/untitled.jpg" width="538" /&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;"&gt;Dear &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;Suji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Happy HAPPY Birthday, girl! You're officially &lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt;! Wheeeee... &lt;em&gt;*hugs*&lt;/em&gt; =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been great knowing you since, when? When we were still babies and haven't even knowing we existed in this big big world. =) Rite?&amp;nbsp;Thank you so so much for being such an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; friend! Though we have our problems sometimes, we &lt;strike&gt;fight&lt;/strike&gt; for no reason, we give each other &lt;strike&gt;cold wars&lt;/strike&gt; for stupid reasons, we even &lt;strike&gt;hated&lt;/strike&gt; each other at one point in our lives. Looking back, it was really childish of us. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But look at us now! We're still the best of friends! We've grown so so much in our relationship together as friends. Yes? And I'm truly blessed to have such a friend like you. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can never say &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt; enough for the many many things you've done for me. Staying by my side whenever and wherever, being the caring friend that you are, trusting me with your problems, cheering me up when you know I need it(especially before and after every paper during SPM), and much much more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;Thank you so much, Suji.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Know that I will always keep you in my prayers. And remember, there's always a God up there that loves you very very much. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #a64d79; font-size: large;"&gt;Love you, girl!&lt;/span&gt; Mwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;- A friend is one who strengthens you with prayers, blesses you with love and encourages you with hope. -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S5TEoWDKiqI/AAAAAAAABXE/PZ29oOFjQ6c/s400/untitled.jpg" width="400" /&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S5TErB5oO7I/AAAAAAAABXM/GUUsUv3fkV0/s1600-h/untitled1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" kt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S5TErB5oO7I/AAAAAAAABXM/GUUsUv3fkV0/s640/untitled1.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow &lt;br /&gt;Don't walk behind me, I may not lead &lt;br /&gt;Just walk beside me and be my friend."&lt;br /&gt;~ Albert Carnus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(: Elucia :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5165921678846443046-579516630687126233?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/579516630687126233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-just-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/579516630687126233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/579516630687126233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/post-just-for-you.html' title='A post just for you~'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S5Tys2bbj1I/AAAAAAAABXc/0UokyQMpaMo/s72-c/untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-2669812171310201970</id><published>2010-03-06T17:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T14:26:48.888+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decisions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Studies'/><title type='text'>Where do I go?</title><content type='html'>Anyone who&amp;nbsp;follows me on &lt;em&gt;[&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/eyslucia"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Twitter&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;]&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;will know I've been kinda emo lately. Well the reason is&amp;nbsp;this...&amp;nbsp;Because of my future studies!&amp;nbsp;It's been bugging me alot! To know that there's so much to find out and to worry about, it's just really frustrating! I'm so confused. But I guess after having my parents to pray for me yesterday night, I felt a whole lot better. =) But I'll just blog about problems that I had and how it was solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the thing, I'm thinking of taking &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;A-Levels&lt;/span&gt; to further my studies in &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Dentistry&lt;/span&gt;. Ok, problems?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - I was really having a dilemma on choosing the intakes for this course because I felt March was too fast for me. It's super rushing and I needed time to settle down in KL first, right? And, July is like... Let me put it this way, it's &lt;em&gt;far far awaaaaaaaaayyyyy&lt;/em&gt; and I CAN'T STAND the fact that I won't be doing anything in those 3-4 months of waiting. Yeah, you might be thinking, &lt;em&gt;"Get a job, Elucia!"&lt;/em&gt; But uggh, I don't know... The funniest thing was, my friend said I can do lots and lots of scholarship interviews in that four months. That made me laugh. =) But NO, I don't want to. And! July intake will be like Form 6, no?&amp;nbsp;I mean the duration. Why don't I take that then?! But I don't wanna! Hmmmmph..... I'm such a baby, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Problem solved&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be probably taking the March intake, at least the earlier one. I just can't wait any longer. I NEED to study. Im such a freak. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLACE &amp;amp;MONEY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - This is really bugging me the MOST. My first choice&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.help.edu.my/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;HELP University College&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. But I don't really know now. I've found other colleges which has lower tuition fees compared to HELP. Like &lt;a href="http://www.methodistcollegekl.edu.my/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Methodist College KL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://www.ucsi.edu.my/"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;UCSI&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. And alot more lah.&amp;nbsp;What &lt;a href="http://rubberduckyheart.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Derek&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;told me was to find a cheap college and study there, get good results and go for my &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;dentistry&lt;/span&gt;. Haha.. It makes sense, no? =) I guess this is the reason why I wanted to find a cheaper college. Another is that I don't want my parents to spend&amp;nbsp;so much&amp;nbsp;just for me, I don't want them to be tied down by it. They say they aren't, I guess it's just a daughter's thing lah. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Problem Unsolved&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUBJECTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt; - Since last year, I already knew the subjects to take if I wanted to further my studies in dentistry was &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Biology, Chemistry, Physics and Maths&lt;/span&gt;. But due to not liking Physics, I guess I was lying to myself the whole time. I thought I could do Further Maths for my A-Levels instead of doing Physics. I kept telling myself it's ok to not take Physics. THINK AGAIN, ELUCIA!! See what I found out few minutes ago. &lt;em&gt;*smack head*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S5IVXRS4B6I/AAAAAAAABW0/Silt27gMJng/s1600-h/alevels.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="157" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S5IVXRS4B6I/AAAAAAAABW0/Silt27gMJng/s400/alevels.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Check out&amp;nbsp;what I highlighted in &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.imu.edu.my/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;IMU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;says :&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="background-color: red; color: #fce5cd;"&gt;"All qualifications should include three science subjects (Biology, Chemistry, Mathematics, Physics)."&lt;/span&gt; I've been to IMU's website for so many times and I can't believe I didn't notice this. And I think of what Colin Kirton said in RBS...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;DBB!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;meaning: &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;DON'T BE BLUR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;© RBS 2010. All Rights Reserved :)&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;Yeah. I'm too blur at times. So yeah &lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Problem Solved&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mum also said that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I just feel that we should just wait for your results to be out 1st. Then we'll know what's&amp;nbsp;next for you. Ok? Trust God, girl. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes mummy. =)&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: center;"&gt;And I remembered this,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;I am blessed to be stressed! =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;by Lue Jun Yi, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Supervisor of &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Team MacClay&lt;/span&gt;, RBS 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I guess that's all. But one thing I'm really glad is that I have &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;parents&lt;/span&gt; that really care so much for me. They prayed so hard for me yesterday night when they saw me crying(yeah I cried), and it was really comforting. I &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; them so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Also those who cared so much for me, and helped me.&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Seong Kuan, Derek, Ming Yue, Ian, Iishan and&amp;nbsp;Arjund&lt;/span&gt;. Although some did nothing much, but still, it meant ALOT to me. =) &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I thank &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt; so so so much, for giving me them!&amp;nbsp;And I know He wants the best for me, so yeah, I'm lifting these problems to Him. And I trust that he will bless me. I &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; you, Lord. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:: I'm blessed ~ ♥ ::&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5165921678846443046-2669812171310201970?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/2669812171310201970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-do-i-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/2669812171310201970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/2669812171310201970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-do-i-go.html' title='Where do I go?'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S5IVXRS4B6I/AAAAAAAABW0/Silt27gMJng/s72-c/alevels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5165921678846443046.post-2539467545053089159</id><published>2010-03-04T20:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T16:53:22.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy =)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>New Chapter Of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes it's a new blog, same address. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm still working on how my blog's gonna look like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yeah... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reason to why I wanna start a new blog?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No specific reason actually. I just feel that I'm starting a new chapter of life. Which I know, will be much much better WITH CHRIST. I'm ready to embrace whatever is set in front of me. I mean, my story won't be interesting if there weren't any ups and downs right? Plus, I know I have God. And! In God we trust. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's my old blog if y'all wanna check it out. It actually means much to me since I started it in year 2008 till this year. Lots and lots of memories. But I'm ready for a change! So goodbye old bloggie, HELLO new bloggie! &lt;em&gt;The old has GONE, and the new has COME&lt;/em&gt;. =D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* &lt;a href="http://eluoldbloggie.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc33cc;"&gt;http://eluoldbloggie.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; * &lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to start a new chapter of my life. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5165921678846443046-2539467545053089159?l=elucia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/feeds/2539467545053089159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-chapter-of-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/2539467545053089159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5165921678846443046/posts/default/2539467545053089159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elucia.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-chapter-of-life.html' title='New Chapter Of Life'/><author><name>-EluCiA-</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eC7uIBvmyy4/S4-Zotv_fNI/AAAAAAAABV4/03VrLwxQ668/S220/DSC07558.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
