<?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-2193863540900824369</id><updated>2011-10-16T09:26:09.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>seemyee</title><subtitle type='html'>write today's worry on the sand, chisel yesterday's victory on the stone</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-8123273388995295725</id><published>2011-10-16T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T09:26:09.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated</title><content type='html'>Rushing three assignments in one day ain't fun at all. Plus my back is so painful now... I wonder when will all these come to an end :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-8123273388995295725?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8123273388995295725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=8123273388995295725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/8123273388995295725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/8123273388995295725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2011/10/frustrated.html' title='Frustrated'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-4944864471339792857</id><published>2011-10-16T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T03:10:30.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letting go.</title><content type='html'>Last month, today. And this is what God told me today:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Letting go of the past is not easy, especially if you have wounds that have never properly healed. But, the past is past and living there may be preventing you from fully experiencing the present. Likewise fear of what may be looming around the corner can also prevent you from fully enjoying the present. Live in the moment and look forward to eternity with God, now that's a great present. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;Thank You for your unfailing love, and I will put my confidence in You always. I love you Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-4944864471339792857?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/4944864471339792857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=4944864471339792857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/4944864471339792857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/4944864471339792857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2011/10/letting-go.html' title='Letting go.'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-1584522477207425079</id><published>2011-09-19T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T07:16:21.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Must I cry myself to sleep every night? I'm exhausted from crying...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-1584522477207425079?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1584522477207425079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=1584522477207425079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/1584522477207425079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/1584522477207425079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2011/09/must-i-cry-myself-to-sleep-every-night.html' title=''/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-30458219307485210</id><published>2011-09-15T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T09:55:47.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It ended where we started... Strangers, again. But am thankful to know you and you taught me many things, I know one day when I look back I am still thankful no matter how painful it seems to be right now. Wish you all the best in life. Take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-30458219307485210?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/30458219307485210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=30458219307485210' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/30458219307485210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/30458219307485210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2011/09/it-ended-where-we-started.html' title=''/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-3562669996521503874</id><published>2011-09-14T10:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T10:06:22.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My life is screwed up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-3562669996521503874?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/3562669996521503874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=3562669996521503874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/3562669996521503874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/3562669996521503874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-life-is-screwed-up.html' title=''/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-1806017420577713734</id><published>2011-09-13T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T07:24:38.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"I love you"?</title><content type='html'>"I love you" only when you behave.&lt;div&gt;"I love you" when you do things according my way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I love you" when you don't go against me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I love you" when you say only nice things about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I love you" when you are emotional stable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I love you" when you don't bug me and give me least inconveniences. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I really love you".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so miserable right now. Everything is a mess right now. I don't feel loved by you nor my family, especially mum. Perhaps, some wounds just won't heal. Those bad memories come back once in a while to haunt you. I am so tired to have to pretend that I am strong. Pretend that I am ok, pretend that everything is fine. I am tired...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And you, who are you trying to please? Everyone? I wish you would just disappear from my life, because I don't like you at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-1806017420577713734?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1806017420577713734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=1806017420577713734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/1806017420577713734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/1806017420577713734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-love-you.html' title='&quot;I love you&quot;?'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-51777822378423940</id><published>2011-09-01T00:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T00:41:11.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't stop crying, I wonder how long I can stand...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-51777822378423940?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/51777822378423940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=51777822378423940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/51777822378423940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/51777822378423940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2011/09/cant-stop-crying-i-wonder-how-long-i.html' title=''/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-3098150562398360010</id><published>2011-08-04T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T11:37:02.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anger management</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DJu7OjqSQI8/TjrmMZhYXTI/AAAAAAAAASY/NxTAE_3r0Q4/s1600/images.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DJu7OjqSQI8/TjrmMZhYXTI/AAAAAAAAASY/NxTAE_3r0Q4/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637070984291310898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I grow older, I slowly realised that I can't act like a kid nor talk like a kid. Sometimes when you happen to be very very angry, you don't bang the door or throw things because you know you're an adult, not a kid anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Recently, I really have a problem with that. I feel so suffering to hold all that anger inside and I dont know where to release them. Sometimes I become so angry that I keep accusing myself for being angry and cry my heart out under the blanket. Can anyone tell me how should I handle them in a christian way? Cuz its really wearing me out.&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/2193863540900824369-3098150562398360010?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/3098150562398360010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=3098150562398360010' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/3098150562398360010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/3098150562398360010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2011/08/anger-management.html' title='Anger management'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DJu7OjqSQI8/TjrmMZhYXTI/AAAAAAAAASY/NxTAE_3r0Q4/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-1983696592109979627</id><published>2010-12-12T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T04:25:00.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/TQPeXddqp5I/AAAAAAAAASE/jNp0S-Hh_qc/s1600/jesus-holding-lamb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/TQPeXddqp5I/AAAAAAAAASE/jNp0S-Hh_qc/s320/jesus-holding-lamb.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549523660477998994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His is my Comforter. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At fragile times, when I feel so small and useless, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look to my Father who call me His own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I know, I can always turn to Him for comfort and He gladly shelter me and gently whisper &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'I love you like no one else...'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for the comfort my Lord and Saviour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-1983696592109979627?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1983696592109979627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=1983696592109979627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/1983696592109979627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/1983696592109979627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2010/12/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/TQPeXddqp5I/AAAAAAAAASE/jNp0S-Hh_qc/s72-c/jesus-holding-lamb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-6713363477734384599</id><published>2009-11-23T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T22:34:02.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beauty of imperfection...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/Swp3x7Qf1XI/AAAAAAAAAR0/d-Qjqteoj68/s1600/CIMG8203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/Swp3x7Qf1XI/AAAAAAAAAR0/d-Qjqteoj68/s320/CIMG8203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407266002215884146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love me tender, love me sweet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never let me go&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have made my life complete&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love you so&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me tender, love me true&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my dreams fulfill&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For, my darling I love you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I always will.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me tender, love me dear&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you are mine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be yours through all the years&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Till the end of time&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me tender, love me true&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my dreams fulfill&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For, my darling I love you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I always will&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me tender, love me true&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my dreams fulfill&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For, my darling&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I always will&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;by Norah Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/2193863540900824369-6713363477734384599?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/6713363477734384599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=6713363477734384599' title='40 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/6713363477734384599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/6713363477734384599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2009/11/beauty-of-imperfection.html' title='Beauty of imperfection...'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/Swp3x7Qf1XI/AAAAAAAAAR0/d-Qjqteoj68/s72-c/CIMG8203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>40</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-8727394176560498036</id><published>2009-04-23T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T03:59:09.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SfDMzdTUdfI/AAAAAAAAARs/A_6DGevFATU/s1600-h/433387032_5d03838782_m%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327983543590352370" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SfDMzdTUdfI/AAAAAAAAARs/A_6DGevFATU/s320/433387032_5d03838782_m%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give me strength, for I am weak...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;like a flower that bloom and wither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give me assurance, for I am fearful..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;not knowing what the future would bring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give me direction, for I am lost...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;like a ship sailing without a compass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give me hope, for I am staring at the dark night sky, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wishing to catch a glimpse of you...perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made this few months ago, may not up to the standard but felt like expressing myself in a poem during the time of sadness...and it work for me. Hope you like it. God bless :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-8727394176560498036?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8727394176560498036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=8727394176560498036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/8727394176560498036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/8727394176560498036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2009/04/give-me.html' title='Give me...'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SfDMzdTUdfI/AAAAAAAAARs/A_6DGevFATU/s72-c/433387032_5d03838782_m%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-227432980252249706</id><published>2009-04-22T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T20:00:00.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;Ha! Haha! Hahaha!!! I'm back.......................................heeeeeeeha~ yea, I sot already because i just finished my second semester! (literally) Its not finish yet, but gonna have another paper tomorrow. English communication. Ah...who is gonna study for that. Dont care =D Feeling exhausted now cuz just came back from midvalley. Went there had lunch with friends and tried to look for a suitable gown for wedding dinner and orchestra concert...those dresses were really expensive T.T but they are really beautiful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Oh yea, I did something embarrassing before entering exam hall this morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Okay, before sitting for exam, you will need to have your student id and an exam token. So, bofore I step in to the exam hall, I showed those two things to the examiner there. And when I was ready to set my foot on the hall, one of the examiner said: "Eh, we don't have maybank here la lady..." Then when I look at it only I know I shown him my maybank atm card @..@ After that I ran all the way from block c to block a to get my temporarily student id... zzz lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Anyway, after tomorrow, I'm gonna be freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! I've waited it for so long XD And I 'm so glad that I'm going home...after for two months... *sob sob*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-227432980252249706?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/227432980252249706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=227432980252249706' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/227432980252249706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/227432980252249706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2009/04/ha.html' title='ha!'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-6343763706762469953</id><published>2009-03-05T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T15:30:00.297-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Wonders...</title><content type='html'>Hey people, I'm back...again! lol Just a little bit of updates here... Been doing fine... Still in good condition despite all the assignments and homeworks. Midterms around the corner...seven wonders of the ancient world is coming out for midterm test. Well, I've always HATED HISTORY...especially the one I had during secondary school... yacksss!!! But not this time...started to love history though after reading about seven wonders. You know what, among the wonders I love The Hanging Garden of Babylon the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/Sa-BvyQ-EZI/AAAAAAAAARk/GjOVHSJsk_M/s1600-h/Hanging_Gardens_of_Babylon.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309605143639888274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/Sa-BvyQ-EZI/AAAAAAAAARk/GjOVHSJsk_M/s320/Hanging_Gardens_of_Babylon.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was built by King Nebuchadnezzar II for his wife because his wife's homesickness. King Nebuchadnezzar II selected plants and tress of his wife's homeland in order to please her... wow... can you imagine if one day your the other half build a garden just to please you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want one!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;kidding la... =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-6343763706762469953?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/6343763706762469953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=6343763706762469953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/6343763706762469953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/6343763706762469953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2009/03/seven-wonders.html' title='Seven Wonders...'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/Sa-BvyQ-EZI/AAAAAAAAARk/GjOVHSJsk_M/s72-c/Hanging_Gardens_of_Babylon.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-7452308851946317556</id><published>2009-01-01T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T09:04:24.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year! Blessed New Year!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hohohoh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt; is there anyone still reading my blog? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;... after three months of absence? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt; anyway, I'm doing fine... life in university is good... enjoying what I'm doing... =D&lt;br /&gt;By His grace and unfailing love I've gone through first semester! And I'm still on the journey of learning many things in life...and in this new year, I wish you (whoever is reading this) a very blessed new year =) Yea you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;One of my favourite song...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fear by Casting Crowns&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Oh, what I would do to have the kind of faith it takes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;To climb out of this boat I'm in onto the crashing waves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;To step out of my comfort zone into the realm of the unknown &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Where Jesus is, and he's holding out his hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;But the waves are calling out my name and they laugh at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The waves they keep on telling me time and time again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Boy, you'll never win, you'll never win, you'll never win."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Oh, what I would do to have the kind of strength it takes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;To stand before a giant with just a sling and stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Surrounded by the sound of a thousand warriors shaking in their armour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Wishing they'd have had the strength to stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;But the giant's calling out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;my name&lt;/span&gt; and he laughs at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The giant keeps on telling me time and time again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Boy you'll never win, you'll never win, you'll never win."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;But the stone was just the right size to take the giant down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And the waves don't seem so high when I'm standing on top of them looking down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And I'd soar with the wings of eagles if I could just ignore the sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Of the waves and the giants, the waves and the giants in my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Lord, you've not given me a spirit of fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;But of power and of love, and of a sound mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So from now on, I won't let the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tempter's&lt;/span&gt; lies turn my eyes away from the prize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;That you have set before me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;That you have set before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life without Him is indeed...meaningless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-7452308851946317556?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7452308851946317556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=7452308851946317556' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/7452308851946317556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/7452308851946317556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-631491955162015730</id><published>2008-09-02T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T01:37:00.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lost and found XD</title><content type='html'>Muahahahahahaha I'm back!!! lol sorry for the long absence. Find myself lazy to update my blog =P I'm doing fine. And I've moved to KL for studies already. At last....... XD Taking foundation in architectural studies in UCSI... just move in to the school hostel yesterday. Brought a lot of stuff and I'm staying at the highest floor... @.@ So after settling down I went and check out the toilet...then I saw some 'objects' floating in the toilet bowl... lol By the way, I'm still 'roommateless' at the moment XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is how my room looks like... (just cleaned it up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241332898515917058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SLz0gF2cGQI/AAAAAAAAALw/LhJKmAYsY8E/s320/CIMG7362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the corridor... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241339490195832242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SLz6fxxZfbI/AAAAAAAAAL4/O2Cz7RBmjHE/s320/CIMG7368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;room door... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241339835721367474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SLz6z49Gv7I/AAAAAAAAAMA/vSVnez3h7LM/s320/CIMG7369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my first day of school. First class is at 8 in the morning... Woke up late...was so panic... Thought gonna miss bus...but the bus came late too *phew* It was kinda rush so didnt take breakfast then straight away go to the auditorium. Sitting in there wondering how my lecturer look like...then after five minutes, a lady came in and told the us :" the lecturer couldnt make it for lecture today...so class dismiss" At first I was like... =_________________________=" then after that I was like... XD *yay! enjoy breakfast* muahahahahaha... After that ended up in my room doing nothing... great =..=.&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/2193863540900824369-631491955162015730?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/631491955162015730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=631491955162015730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/631491955162015730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/631491955162015730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2008/09/lost-and-found.html' title='lost and found XD'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SLz0gF2cGQI/AAAAAAAAALw/LhJKmAYsY8E/s72-c/CIMG7362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-2991575981619782619</id><published>2008-06-17T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T00:26:04.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what is love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SFdmFo7ErtI/AAAAAAAAALo/HnFUWv6RViE/s1600-h/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212747340775206610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SFdmFo7ErtI/AAAAAAAAALo/HnFUWv6RViE/s320/heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is Love?I often ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A real big question beyond my grasps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something that can't be easily defined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its just a mystery to human mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its not just a feeling I am sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As it goes from feelings to actions so pure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And nor is just a trick of the hormones.&lt;br /&gt;Or just a sensation in the human mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even thought its left unknown by and by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though people try to define with words so high.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sure its depth is so much indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet its seen in every one in need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have seen that love in my mother first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The way she cared me her best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so is all mothers to there child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But is there love the best of all kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there comes the love of Lovers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seen all around the world and covers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yet its so easily faded and gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A simple thing can break it alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still in life I seen real Love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unshakable unreasonable Love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unworthy was I for that much Love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the Father gave his one and only oneHe Loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much he cared and loved me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That he send his Son to that tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To die a death so much in depth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without any reason oppressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then I saw his hands so wide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the cross in two sides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that was when I did realize.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is love looking like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have not yet know what love is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Open your Heart to the One bliss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one whom died in the Cross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To come to your life and show Love a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By,Thompson David Cherian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-2991575981619782619?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2991575981619782619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=2991575981619782619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/2991575981619782619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/2991575981619782619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-is-love.html' title='what is love?'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SFdmFo7ErtI/AAAAAAAAALo/HnFUWv6RViE/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-5725617286828685675</id><published>2008-05-23T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T18:40:01.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I S2 to draw</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203515759524314706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SDaaA42X_lI/AAAAAAAAAKw/D5WyK2Eyw9c/s320/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SDacfY2X_rI/AAAAAAAAALg/7ReinFS7L4M/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203518482533580466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SDacfY2X_rI/AAAAAAAAALg/7ReinFS7L4M/s320/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SDabjY2X_qI/AAAAAAAAALY/H9UDH1MfNEw/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203517451741429410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SDabjY2X_qI/AAAAAAAAALY/H9UDH1MfNEw/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SDabZ42X_pI/AAAAAAAAALQ/sP44MCfGuNM/s1600-h/Picture+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203517288532672146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SDabZ42X_pI/AAAAAAAAALQ/sP44MCfGuNM/s320/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SDaa7I2X_oI/AAAAAAAAALI/VUt_74Aw7rI/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203516760251694722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SDaa7I2X_oI/AAAAAAAAALI/VUt_74Aw7rI/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SDaawY2X_nI/AAAAAAAAALA/f2sgRk6C41w/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203516575568100978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SDaawY2X_nI/AAAAAAAAALA/f2sgRk6C41w/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SDaaZY2X_mI/AAAAAAAAAK4/T2bNU1xX7LA/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203516180431109730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SDaaZY2X_mI/AAAAAAAAAK4/T2bNU1xX7LA/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates updates!!! hahahahahaha *why am I laughing =..=.* Anyway, as some of you know, I'm on holiday. Yes, still on holiday. Until I got so tired of it I want no more holidays =..=." (don't hate me for saying this XD) I found myself getting emo so easily these days...maybe I have too much spare time =..=. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Draw...thats what I do recently =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-5725617286828685675?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/5725617286828685675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=5725617286828685675' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/5725617286828685675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/5725617286828685675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-s2-to-draw.html' title='I S2 to draw'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SDaaA42X_lI/AAAAAAAAAKw/D5WyK2Eyw9c/s72-c/Picture+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-8719304625081162419</id><published>2008-05-18T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T21:39:01.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>......!</title><content type='html'>I want to.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................S.C.R.E.A.M!!! dont ask me why T..T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-8719304625081162419?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8719304625081162419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=8719304625081162419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/8719304625081162419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/8719304625081162419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='......!'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-6309393821828896239</id><published>2008-04-26T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T10:43:38.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a milk carton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SBLHznLRsXI/AAAAAAAAAKI/FgE5QazibZg/s1600-h/CIMG5448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193433009815138674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SBLHznLRsXI/AAAAAAAAAKI/FgE5QazibZg/s320/CIMG5448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This a milk carton. Pronounciation of carton is /'ka:tn/. Meaning is a light cardboard or plastic box or pot for holding goods, especially food or liquid. Okay, stop the crap. This not the purpose of the post here &gt;..&lt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193441062878818722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SBLPIXLRsaI/AAAAAAAAAKg/eq8cu6ZyjfQ/s320/CIMG5450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;You haven't got a clue yet? Okay, come closer....come come come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193434053492191634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SBLIwXLRsZI/AAAAAAAAAKY/B_fq9rMME-s/s320/CIMG5452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Notice the expiry date??? Its &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19.5.2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;... What is so special about it? If you don't know, I'm going to tell you. This my......listen carefully......*get near to your ears then breathe in and shout*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY BIRTHDAY!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;Want me to tell you again? hahaha Perasan le...never mind la...once a year only... By the way, I'm turning 19 already... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;PLEASE BEAR THAT IN MIND XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Ah, one more thing which is far more important. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Festa delle mamma is on the second sunday of May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. What is Festa delle mamma??? Its Mother's Day!!! Make sure you are going to do something on that day ya ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-6309393821828896239?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/6309393821828896239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=6309393821828896239' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/6309393821828896239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/6309393821828896239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2008/04/milk-carton.html' title='a milk carton'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SBLHznLRsXI/AAAAAAAAAKI/FgE5QazibZg/s72-c/CIMG5448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-5578246556522975799</id><published>2008-04-25T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T22:58:31.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>seemyee's secret recipe</title><content type='html'>I've always wanted to cook. Not instant noodle or any other instant stuff, but my very own dish. And this afternoon I happen to be alone at home. Give it a try...no harm right? hahaha I found some mushroom, rempah, and cheese powder in the fridge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193147982900474082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SBHEk3LRsOI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Knfurb92DNM/s320/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193158140498129250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SBHN0HLRsWI/AAAAAAAAAKA/lUEEOQPQr0s/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193150319362683138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SBHGs3LRsQI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/5tjNc1hLIVA/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Firstly, boil some hot water then put in the mushroom. Boil it for......five minutes. Then remove the water. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193150804693987602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SBHHJHLRsRI/AAAAAAAAAJY/H6EgAWkINtg/s320/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After that fry the rempah stick then put in mushroom...egg...cheese powder...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193151294320259362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SBHHlnLRsSI/AAAAAAAAAJg/10cwieCylOE/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193151835486138674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SBHIFHLRsTI/AAAAAAAAAJo/RILwGHIOZBQ/s320/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193152299342606658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SBHIgHLRsUI/AAAAAAAAAJw/K0mJFItQhYc/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;What's next? The food is serve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmmm...let me taste...hmmm...it tasted......................................................AWFUL!!! YACKS!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All ended up in the - dustbin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193155894230233426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SBHLxXLRsVI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/_HGjxvYqUKI/s320/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...all to no avail T..T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-5578246556522975799?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/5578246556522975799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=5578246556522975799' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/5578246556522975799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/5578246556522975799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2008/04/seemyees-secret-recipe.html' title='seemyee&apos;s secret recipe'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SBHEk3LRsOI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Knfurb92DNM/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-7741504642480808906</id><published>2008-04-17T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T02:09:55.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one "LOVELY" morning</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! GOOD NEWS!!! You know what, I didn't go to the clinic today. When I woke up this morning, to my suprise, all my four wisdom teeth are gone!!! They just go unnoticed. All disappeared all of sudden. No pain, no cry, no fear. Whoowee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you believe, I doubt you have...erhem... hahaha Anyway, I did went to the clinic this morning. I hinted to my mom that I wanted her to accompany me, too bad, she got to go back to office cuz costumer is waiting... So, I went in alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dentist injected chloroform twice and while waiting I quickly took a shot on these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190447214209706994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SAgsPbxiq_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/dTOb_7H7uek/s320/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Wanted to cry at first, then manage to hold it back v(T..T)v Actually I just plug off one today. The other one is after one week or more. Then my lower wisdom teeth is coming out also. Meaning, there will be THREE MORE TO GO. GOSH!!! &lt;p&gt;I can't talk much now...and its bleeding...and the cotton makes me can't close my mouth =..="&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190449039570807810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SAgt5rxirAI/AAAAAAAAAI0/WE1dmzoj9WA/s320/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guys, enjoy your meal! *fiendish grin*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thank you for praying for me =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-7741504642480808906?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7741504642480808906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=7741504642480808906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/7741504642480808906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/7741504642480808906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-terrifying-morning.html' title='one &quot;LOVELY&quot; morning'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SAgsPbxiq_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/dTOb_7H7uek/s72-c/Picture+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-8463877811026133831</id><published>2008-04-17T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T06:34:41.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to all my beloved sisters and brothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Okay, one small request here. I'm gonna plug off two wisdom teeth tomorrow. They are giving me a hard time. Tomorrow eleven morning sharp. Plug off two in one shot. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLEASE PRAY HARD FOR ME. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Its gonna be painful...super painful...well, at least to me it is T..T&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190206988098907090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SAdRwbxiq9I/AAAAAAAAAIc/bPixjzHqdoM/s320/42-15684662%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2193863540900824369-8463877811026133831?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8463877811026133831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=8463877811026133831' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/8463877811026133831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/8463877811026133831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2008/04/to-all-my-beloved-sisters-and-brothers.html' title='to all my beloved sisters and brothers'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SAdRwbxiq9I/AAAAAAAAAIc/bPixjzHqdoM/s72-c/42-15684662%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-7253173000656443225</id><published>2008-04-16T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T08:19:01.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dieting vs food</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Due to the fact that I've really grown fat, I told myself that I'm gonna go on diet &lt;strong&gt;starting today&lt;/strong&gt;. But I failed dismally..................................... look what I have during dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Smoked Salmon Salad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189848779236485922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SAYL97xiqyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/xO5SFIYWC90/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;when its opened up...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189852460023458674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SAYPULxiq3I/AAAAAAAAAHw/p1QQFyS_5Q0/s320/Picture+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cheesy Portabello (don't judge a book by its cover, this was the best of all!!!)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189849453546351410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SAYMlLxiqzI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/_V5AJuwvQMc/s320/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Hawaiian Chicken&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189850239525366594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SAYNS7xiq0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/8A5vR2GV2pA/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Pasta Carbonara&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189851721289083746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SAYOpLxiq2I/AAAAAAAAAHo/rCqHpDCPVhQ/s320/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Roast Lamb&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189850913835232082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SAYN6Lxiq1I/AAAAAAAAAHg/mY1h1hm2Db8/s320/Picture+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Brownies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189853989031816082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SAYQtLxiq5I/AAAAAAAAAIA/bsAWvSerluY/s320/Picture+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Lemon Cheese Cupcake&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189859362035903410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SAYVl7xiq7I/AAAAAAAAAIM/LZTs29A7QAM/s320/Picture+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, last bite...very last bite... Going jogging tomorrow... promise ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Lord, thank you for your bountiful blessing XD*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just in case you wanna try 'em out...here's the address :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brewster's Restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5, Jalan Sultan Idris Shah 30000 Ipoh Perak Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-7253173000656443225?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7253173000656443225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=7253173000656443225' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/7253173000656443225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/7253173000656443225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2008/04/dieting-vs-food.html' title='dieting vs food'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SAYL97xiqyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/xO5SFIYWC90/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-7528196363903678373</id><published>2008-04-15T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T08:23:08.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged...AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>Before I start, I would like to say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"thank you" to dear isaac brother for tagging me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was I doing ten years ago (1998 in general)?&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm still sucking &lt;strong&gt;pacifier &lt;/strong&gt;and with my &lt;strong&gt;favourite smells-so-good blanket...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things on my to-do list today:&lt;br /&gt;1. brush my teeth&lt;br /&gt;2. wash my face&lt;br /&gt;3. pee&lt;br /&gt;4. poo (hmmm...constipation)&lt;br /&gt;5. burp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 snacks I enjoy (I think this is a trick question. Just 5?!?):&lt;br /&gt;1. books (well, I consider it snacks) hahaa&lt;br /&gt;2. asam&lt;br /&gt;3. biscuit&lt;br /&gt;4. energy bar&lt;br /&gt;5. well...no more already...okay, chocolate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things I would do if I were a billionaire:&lt;br /&gt;1. bigger church! *amen!!!*&lt;br /&gt;2. go to africa&lt;br /&gt;3. build my very own library&lt;br /&gt;4. travel round the world&lt;br /&gt;5. hire a bunch of scientists to invent non-fattening french fries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 of my bad habits (Oooooh...):&lt;br /&gt;1. very paranoid to cleanliness and tidiness&lt;br /&gt;2. disorder sleeping habit&lt;br /&gt;3. disorder eating habit&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;forgetful &lt;/strong&gt;(critical stage)&lt;br /&gt;5. bad sense of direction &gt;..&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 places I have lived:&lt;br /&gt;1. mother's womb (isaac, good answer!)&lt;br /&gt;2. Ipoh&lt;br /&gt;3. Ipoh&lt;br /&gt;4. Ipoh&lt;br /&gt;5. IPOH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 jobs I've had:&lt;br /&gt;eh......I tried my best to answer this......but I got to say no......I didn't work before &gt;..&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO MORE OF THESE THINGS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-7528196363903678373?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7528196363903678373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=7528196363903678373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/7528196363903678373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/7528196363903678373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2008/04/taggedagain.html' title='tagged...AGAIN!'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-7063145643915524036</id><published>2008-04-15T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T06:48:25.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm back I'm back!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hahaha *clear throat* Actually I was away to kl for the past few days...to explore kl's..........................................colleges and universities *groan, not shopping malls* This time is a bit different from other time, because I'm travelling there alone. Yea, all by myself. Well, its kind of exciting and scary of course...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I stay at relative's house in Shah Alam which is far far away from town. That explain why the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chances of going shopping is infinitesimal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Until the last day when my mom travel down here and pick me up then only I have a little shopping... v(T..T)v Other than that I move around with my aunt most of the time during our search for university and college...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, talking about my stay at relative's house. It was good actually... One thing I don't understand is why am so prone to washing business each time I stay at people's house =..=" And KID! Well, actually my aunt got a son which really love to watch cartoon channels. No, I should say he is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;INFATUATED TO CARTOONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. He can sit in front of the TV from morning til night and the circle goes on... Especially when he got excited with the fighting scenes, he will start to shout. Imagine I just sit beside him =..="" That kind of high frequency can actually &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;burst my eardrums&lt;/span&gt;...ya, both... In fact, there is one afternoon I was left there alone with the kid at home. &lt;strong&gt;Baby sitter???&lt;/strong&gt; Please don't laugh. I don't know, I just try not to sit so near him. Then around evening that time he said he is hungry...gosh...&lt;strong&gt;I don't know how to cook le&lt;/strong&gt;... I ended up cooking instant noodle for him. He didn't finish it =____=" I was like...argh! =(&lt;br /&gt;BUT but but, all in all he is a good kid and very cute too...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other time when I'm free I just stay in the room and do nothing. BORED! And I actually draw... here's the picture of houses!!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189348935237544706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SARFXLxiqwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/F--VUx5hNuo/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I seldom do that except when I'm super duper boring or moody...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is not the first time I come to kl for the purpose of my studies. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Am really grateful that there are actually many people trying to help me&lt;/span&gt; and especially my aunt being a busy working lady actually fetch me around and ask as much information as possible for me. And prepare meal for me... My mom too, been travelling to kl a few times because of me... Really thank God for them =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;About the course that I'm going to take is tough and a lot of &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;discipline is needed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. But I know this is what God want me to take for this moment, and if in the future I do change course it will be for His purpose too. Well, I do get discouraged by some of the comments regarding this course. Sometimes I just feel like giving up and chose other easier course, but I know if I do that I'll most probably regret for a life time. I don't want to miss the chance to see how &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;GOOD and FAUTHFUL &lt;/span&gt;He is if I really put in effort in it. Hey, after all I've got a......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BIG GOD! &gt;..&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189467609478900498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SASxS7xiqxI/AAAAAAAAAHA/yW6BOdXCbEc/s320/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-the end-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-7063145643915524036?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7063145643915524036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=7063145643915524036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/7063145643915524036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/7063145643915524036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2008/04/kl.html' title='KL'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SARFXLxiqwI/AAAAAAAAAG4/F--VUx5hNuo/s72-c/Picture+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-6527752255184784092</id><published>2008-04-06T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T08:05:07.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>XD</title><content type='html'>I dont know why, I've been laughing a lot recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I went out to have dinner with family just now. And I got a chance to taste wine. I took &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ONE WHOLE BOTTLE OF IT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha...Dont drop your jaw first, one bottle is only 50 ml. Hahaha... You see, i'm a teetotaller and I can tell you, this &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Japanese Plum Wine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tasted REAL GOOD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186131671440124882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R_jXRyKXa9I/AAAAAAAAAGY/FNQpnBhFaNs/s320/Picture+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I was literally..."drunk"... Then went back home and watch the movie "alvin and the chipmunks".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186144174089923586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R_jipiKXbAI/AAAAAAAAAGw/jOfp-jcmmFQ/s320/2c8ed4b8ad4f8d86f094621fb596240c%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you, that movie is AWESOME. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AWESOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The best part was...when the chipmunks sang the song after the "only you" song. I saw my mom laugh til tears rolling down her cheek... Hahaha... I was laughing away too...so hard...so loud... You can tell...because I was......drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dont believe? See the picture below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186135970702388210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R_jbMCKXa_I/AAAAAAAAAGo/2Yq27dND348/s320/Picture+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;People...SMILE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-6527752255184784092?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/6527752255184784092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=6527752255184784092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/6527752255184784092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/6527752255184784092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2008/04/too-happy.html' title='XD'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R_jXRyKXa9I/AAAAAAAAAGY/FNQpnBhFaNs/s72-c/Picture+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-1473790401924508283</id><published>2008-03-27T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T02:53:21.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am......tagged =..=.</title><content type='html'>"Instructions:Remove 1 question from below, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged. Whoever does the tag will have blessings from all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, dont worry because I wont tag you.&lt;br /&gt;And why do I have to do this......................................................................... *groan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. At what age do you wish to marry?&lt;br /&gt;Until I've learned what it means to love the kids *evil grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you given your first kiss away?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, to my……first bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If you were to be stranded on a desert island, who are the 3 blog buddies you would take with you? Why?&lt;br /&gt;Can I take only one person? That is my maid. muahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Where is the place that you want to go the most?&lt;br /&gt;Where doraemon stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;To have my own genie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;br /&gt;Yes…why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What are you afraid to lose the most now?&lt;br /&gt;My parents, good friends…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you win $1 million, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Do investment…hahaha See, smart people do smart thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Muahaha… I wont. I’ll just let the feeling die. Die. DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;Love to eat, love to laugh and ALWAYS BULLY ME. IRENE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;br /&gt;Love God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Which type of person do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;I hate……manipulative person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your ambition?&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a famous architect. Hehehe…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If you have fault, would you rather the people around you point out to you or would you rather they keep quiet?&lt;br /&gt;Point out to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;br /&gt;God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Are you a shopaholic or not?&lt;br /&gt;Huahuahuahua…ask my mom then you’ll know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Find a word to describe the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;She’s a “good” girl with “angelic” smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If you have a chance. Which part of your character you would like to change?&lt;br /&gt;My very paranoid-to-cleanliness character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What makes you different?&lt;br /&gt;I can burp in front of a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Have you tasted the “accumulated dust” in the nose before?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, I’ll tell you…I did that before. Eh, that was looooooong time ago and I DON’T DO THAT ANYMORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I am done with this. NO MORE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-1473790401924508283?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1473790401924508283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=1473790401924508283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/1473790401924508283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/1473790401924508283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-amtagged.html' title='I am......tagged =..=.'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-2971857746999572649</id><published>2008-03-14T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T10:24:06.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's next?</title><content type='html'>Hey! Finally, I got my result already!!!&lt;br /&gt;"How's your result?" was asked by twenty over persons yesterday... =..=. Ya...my result was...average. Sad la...but praise the Lord for everything =D So, next will be "searching" and "looking" (of course not husband la...choi!!!)...you know it. Anyone who have relevant info about education fair please tell me ya...thank you very very very much (x100)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s : I wanna say thank you again to those who genuinely care for me and help me through difficult times. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile...I'll let my blog die for a while...bubye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-2971857746999572649?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2971857746999572649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=2971857746999572649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/2971857746999572649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/2971857746999572649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2008/03/whats-next.html' title='What&apos;s next?'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-9001583237165243542</id><published>2008-03-11T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T02:11:00.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At this moment......</title><content type='html'>At this moment, I'm still trying to calm myself down, trying not to think of tomorrow. But they (relatives) keep on trigger off the nervousness in me. The more they tell me that everything is gonna be okay, the more I feel nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sweating palms, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the gnawing in the pit of the stomach, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the weak knees, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the dry lips, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and the pounding heart... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YES, I AM VERY NERVOUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-9001583237165243542?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/9001583237165243542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=9001583237165243542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/9001583237165243542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/9001583237165243542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2008/03/at-this-moment.html' title='At this moment......'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-3900835271031814381</id><published>2008-03-04T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T08:54:26.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*SOB*</title><content type='html'>Oh...yea... spm result gonna be out on next wednesday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHAT???!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la, I know you're smart people and you dont worry at all...but not me. This morning I have this three &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lovely friends of mine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sms me and told me result gonna be out on &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 MARCH 2008. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Sigh...the day must come. And its just the matter of time... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest I'm not the straight A's type students, at times I cant help but to feel so dumb about myself...(I know its not right to think like that, but what to do???) Everyone around me seem to be very brilliant...and me? Kept on pushing myself but result just average... I cant recall how many times I cry about that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To praise Him in good times is very easy, to praise Him in bad times is...indeed very hard. But I'll still try to praise Him =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......here comes my favourite verse in the bible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;For I know the plans I have for you," says the Lord. "They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Jeremiah 29:11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ps: I really thank those who genuinely cares for me in the past and present. Thank you...*sob sob*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-3900835271031814381?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/3900835271031814381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=3900835271031814381' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/3900835271031814381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/3900835271031814381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2008/03/sob.html' title='*SOB*'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-2438057093431903559</id><published>2008-03-01T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T21:28:03.829-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NS? Be positive u..u *hahaha*</title><content type='html'>I was lying on the sofa with my tv remote, kept on changing channel this afternoon. As usual. Been really free recently. Even my brother asked me to look for job. And my responce was...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"aiya, I dont think they will employ me lo...and result's gonna out in two weeks time already...later I need to apply this and that le...really no time for working la..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; In my heart I laugh. *YES!* HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to the point. While I was still pressing the remote button, my brother asked when I'm going for NS (National Service)...&lt;br /&gt;Then I said :"&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;er...................................................................dont know wor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;" In my heart I was like "&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sei lo...(die lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;" Then I went online and check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I searched the net and type my IC no. in the box and click "cari"........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;No KP anda tidak terdapat dalam senarai yang terpilih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer came out so fast that I couldnt even believe. I tried for four more times. The answer is still the same. Still not enough. I sms this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NS 89051908XXXX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"......33995&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;10 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;7 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 1&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reply came. I hold my breath and open the inbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;RM0.50 Maaf! 89051908xxxx tidak dipilih untuk menyertai Program Khidmat Negara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YAY!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Actually hor, if I were selected, I'll be happy too geh... both also can la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...... Let it be la V(&gt;..&lt;)V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-2438057093431903559?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/2438057093431903559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=2438057093431903559' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/2438057093431903559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/2438057093431903559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2008/02/ns-be-positive-uu.html' title='NS? Be positive u..u *hahaha*'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-8606238769562047255</id><published>2008-02-23T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T17:12:22.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>snores....................................</title><content type='html'>I suppose asleep now. I mean still asleep. In my own dreamland. But..................................i was awake for one whole night. Because of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THUNDEROUS SNORES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in my room @..@ Starting from 5am til now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lied on the bed staring at the ceiling and took a loooooong time thinking whether want to take my ear-plug in my bag. (in my heart I was &lt;a href="mailto:like...@#$%"&gt;like...@#$%&lt;/a&gt;^&amp;amp;**!!!!!!) If I do that, I'll surely wake her (mom) up. Hey, don’t misunderstood me, it was not my mom who snores that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;loud &lt;/span&gt;that made me sleepless @..@ Neither I won't tell you who is that person. Just to protect people's reputation =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I couldn’t stand anymore then I took my mp3 (ok, I've discovered the greatest usage of mp3 &gt;..&lt;") Then I turn on the level to the...quite loud. STILL I CAN HEAR THE SNORES! @..@""" (I told myself, I’ll never get married with a guy who snores!) Guess what, my mom woke up and told me there is nobody's downstairs =P (note : I'm staying overnight at relatives house) When I heard that, I was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;REALLY HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;. So touching that I wanted to cry T..T Then I’m here at the living room all by myself. Perfect silence. Perfect PEACE &gt;..&lt; So quiet that my ears ache. hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;But then hor, I was reminded with one verse from the scripture. That ring so soft and yet powerful in my mind. That is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"do not complaint, so that you will be blameless..." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life lesson......learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The other person just came downstairs and sleeps on the sofa...and he snores too..................................................................................................................! XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life is full of trials @..@&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-8606238769562047255?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/8606238769562047255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=8606238769562047255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/8606238769562047255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/8606238769562047255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2008/02/snores.html' title='snores....................................'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-686202150069068015</id><published>2008-02-21T01:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T09:58:53.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny story =D</title><content type='html'>An atheist was walking through the woods.&lt;br /&gt;“What majestic trees”!&lt;br /&gt;“What powerful rivers”!&lt;br /&gt;“What beautiful animals”! He said to himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he was walking alongside the river, he heard a rustling in the bushes behind him. He turned to look. He saw a 7-foot grizzly bear charge towards him.&lt;br /&gt;He ran as fast as he could up the path. He looked over his shoulder &amp;amp; saw that the bear was closing in on him.&lt;br /&gt;He looked over his shoulder again, &amp;amp; the bear was even closer. He tripped &amp;amp; fell on the ground. He rolled over to pick himself up but saw that the bear was right on top of him, reaching for him with his left paw &amp;amp; raising his right paw to strike him.&lt;br /&gt;At that instant the Atheist cried out, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;“Oh my God!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time Stopped.The bear froze.The forest was silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a bright light shone upon the man, a voice came out of the sky.&lt;br /&gt;“You deny my existence for all these years, teach others I don’t exist and even credit creation to cosmic accident.”&lt;br /&gt;“Do you expect me to help you out of this predicament? Am I to count you as a believer”?&lt;br /&gt;The atheist looked directly into the light,&lt;br /&gt;“It would be hypocritical of me to suddenly ask you to treat me as a Christian now, but perhaps you could make the BEAR a Christian”?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Very Well,” said the voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light went out. The sounds of the forest resumed. And the bear dropped his right paw, brought both paws together, bowed his head &amp;amp; spoke:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;“Lord bless this food, which I am about to receive from thy bounty through Christ our Lord, Amen.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;....................................................................... XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-686202150069068015?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/686202150069068015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=686202150069068015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/686202150069068015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/686202150069068015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2008/02/funny-story-d.html' title='Funny story =D'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-3836718334587002355</id><published>2008-02-20T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T08:56:03.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Chap Goh May"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R7vNpXhcx2I/AAAAAAAAAD0/3GNgUuJ7WG0/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168951107910420322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R7vNpXhcx2I/AAAAAAAAAD0/3GNgUuJ7WG0/s320/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R7vNdXhcx1I/AAAAAAAAADs/X1qF3KOF8Jg/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168950901751990098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R7vNdXhcx1I/AAAAAAAAADs/X1qF3KOF8Jg/s320/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R7vNUHhcx0I/AAAAAAAAADk/FUb9Z9th_ss/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168950742838200130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R7vNUHhcx0I/AAAAAAAAADk/FUb9Z9th_ss/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R7vNIHhcxzI/AAAAAAAAADc/1aduwEPFbRQ/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168950536679769906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R7vNIHhcxzI/AAAAAAAAADc/1aduwEPFbRQ/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My mind just came across with the chap goh may celebration that was held in my church on last saturday. Ya, as sze yan said, numbers of youths in our church were really limited, so basically everyone has a job/jobs to do on that night. The commitees for this event :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FOOD : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;aunt wai koon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;INVITATION CARD : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;GAMES : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sze yan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;TRANSPORTATION : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yee siang, aunt reb, sze yeng...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;USHERING : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ee ren, guo ren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;CLEANING :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EVERYONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This event was actually clashed with the DTS in Kluang...I wanted to go so much...but I couldn't make it. They were having much fun in that as I can read them from Christina's blog T..T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days before, me and sze yan went to Jusco and give out all the invitation cards (100 pieces of them) to the strangers. We spent two days on that. The first day rather scary. Then I remember the S-M-I-L-E program that I've learned during mission (YMI). Then I told myself :"Yea, its time to apply..." Then I slowly gain the boldness to do that ^^ Then the second time was on Valentines Day... (argh! not a right time...@..@) The mall was full of couples and only couples =..=. I never knew there can be so many couples in Ipoh...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;couples&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;couples&lt;/span&gt;...couples...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;couples&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;couples!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That has actually make it more difficult for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yan : "eh, if you wanna give the cards to the couple hor, give it to the girl first..."&lt;br /&gt;me : "ok..."&lt;br /&gt;conclusion...some were responsive...some were rather...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that day (chap goh may), I saw no one that we've given the card to came...and the number of people came was much lesser than we estimated. I was actually disappointed. I started to wonder why after we've spent so much time on that and what it came out was so disappointing. At that moment I started to doubt whether my service is needed. Was I doing something unnessacery? Then I remember another verse I read from the scripture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Jeremiah 7:21-23 :&lt;br /&gt;This what the LORD Almighty, the God of Isreal, says:"Away with your burnt offerings and sacrifices! Eat them yourselves! When I led your ancestors out if Egypt, it was not burnt offerings and sacrifices I wanted from them. This is what I told them: Obey me, and I will be your God, and you will be my people. Only do as I say, and all will be well!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I've learned: When He called you to do something, just do it. The result doesn't really matter after all. Just do it! And "all will be well"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-3836718334587002355?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/3836718334587002355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=3836718334587002355' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/3836718334587002355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/3836718334587002355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2008/02/chap-goh-may.html' title='&quot;Chap Goh May&quot;'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R7vNpXhcx2I/AAAAAAAAAD0/3GNgUuJ7WG0/s72-c/Image018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-4126450719605264516</id><published>2008-02-20T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T20:59:59.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one and only healthy activity after SPM</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168765110056699586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R7ske3hcxsI/AAAAAAAAACo/WULlVWbPaGU/s320/Image058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ZZZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ZZZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ZZZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ZZZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ZZZ"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R7sme3hcxyI/AAAAAAAAADU/MDsgAA4yuMY/s1600-h/Image062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168767309079955234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R7sme3hcxyI/AAAAAAAAADU/MDsgAA4yuMY/s320/Image062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R7smNnhcxxI/AAAAAAAAADM/hwrGj6IfiHA/s1600-h/Image064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168767012727211794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R7smNnhcxxI/AAAAAAAAADM/hwrGj6IfiHA/s320/Image064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R7sl-3hcxwI/AAAAAAAAADE/0qLFKgiifDE/s1600-h/Image060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168766759324141314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R7sl-3hcxwI/AAAAAAAAADE/0qLFKgiifDE/s320/Image060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; looking out from the badminton court...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R7slhnhcxuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/UJkreVCDXcI/s1600-h/Image065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168766256812967650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R7slhnhcxuI/AAAAAAAAAC4/UJkreVCDXcI/s320/Image065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168765367754737362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R7skt3hcxtI/AAAAAAAAACw/GVVhuR0gkMo/s320/Image068.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Enjoying ice-cream after intensive sport... At least to me it is =..=.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up at 3 something in the evening today...feeling real dizzy and hungry... ( Thats my waking hour recently, just because of my phone is malfunctioning and so I cant set alarm =P Most of the time I need to smash my phone a few times then only I can see the "charging signal" @..@ Tough phone I have &gt;..&lt; ) After feeding myself, my brother asked me to play badminton with him. So, I took a loooong time to prepare myself ^^ I was actually dont feel like going out, I want to stick with the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;computer&lt;/span&gt; and my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;cozy bed&lt;/span&gt;, but...sigh, I have to go cuz I promised him that last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We walk there to the badminton court (near my house)...it was just a walking distance, but I started to grumble about too hot, too far away...and bla &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we reached, my brother went and book the court. After that I was told that, he booked for TWO HOURS! Then I grumble even more =..=. Actually we rest more than play. Rested 5 times. hahahahahahahaha... =..=. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Actually most of the pictures were taken by my brother. If you were there, you can see how unwilling he was *lols*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, it was fun though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-4126450719605264516?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/4126450719605264516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=4126450719605264516' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/4126450719605264516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/4126450719605264516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='The one and only healthy activity after SPM'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R7ske3hcxsI/AAAAAAAAACo/WULlVWbPaGU/s72-c/Image058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-3248267685131359966</id><published>2008-01-31T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T00:23:08.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Permed v(&gt;..&lt;)v</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R6DOwByOoII/AAAAAAAAACQ/Fd8Aa8gJiZA/s1600-h/P1020264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161352497474740354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R6DOwByOoII/AAAAAAAAACQ/Fd8Aa8gJiZA/s320/P1020264.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; new year, new beginning, new HAIR STYLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R6DN5ByOoHI/AAAAAAAAACI/ajdsjsC9Hvk/s1600-h/P1020263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161351552581935218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R6DN5ByOoHI/AAAAAAAAACI/ajdsjsC9Hvk/s320/P1020263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R6DHrRyOoGI/AAAAAAAAACA/CIm2samgffo/s1600-h/P1020261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161344719288967266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R6DHrRyOoGI/AAAAAAAAACA/CIm2samgffo/s320/P1020261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R6DGRRyOoFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ujryhq6iwWw/s1600-h/P1020254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161343173100740690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R6DGRRyOoFI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ujryhq6iwWw/s320/P1020254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daily food for my curly hair @..@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161538649947283602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R6F4DhyOoJI/AAAAAAAAACY/rV5RbDRfjjA/s320/YMI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay! Finally, my mom has allowed me to perm my hair! (szeyan, we're of the same species now, hehe) She never agree to let me perm curly hair, because she says that curly hair makes one look more mature (aunty) and is quite hard to maintain. But...but...I'm really tired of straight hair already! Since this is new year, I wanna do something different. But in doing so, you have to pay for that. Example? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One, that is quite expensive (okay, I know that word is not in your vocab). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two, I sat there for more than 6 HOURS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fell asleep...when i woke up, I saw &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;SUNSHINE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;YELLOW HIGHLIGHTS&lt;/span&gt; ON MY HEAD *panic* My mom just called me saying that NEVER to dye any colour to do with yellow. Then later only I knew that was the base colour *phew* After that I dare not sleep again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During dinner just now, it happen that my ex-neighbour is the boss of that restaurant. She chatted with my uncle and I just sat there and listen. She looked at me for a few times then finally she asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ex-neighbour : Are you the one that wears a spec last time? *she even did the demo of wearing a spec =..=*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me : Ya ya...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ex-neighbour : Wow, last time you were just a small kid. Look at you now, you've grown up! Permed your hair somemore...look prettier now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me : *smile* Ha, no la no la... (haha, this is what a typical asian kid will do in such situation =D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that I went to Tesco with mom. While I was on the elevator, I thought to myself :"Will I see anchor again before I goes to sleep tonight?" Guess what, a girl walked passed me and I notice that her hand bag has a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIG ANCHOR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; printed on it (At least big enough for me to see from far). Okay, this is the sixth times already...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was overwhelmed. Really. I've never experience such real-ness of God. For those who read this you may think that I'm a bit out of my mind, and most probably thinking that I am overreacting. But will you still be holding on to that opinion when I tell you that I've been seeing "anchor" EVERYDAY since last week? Honest speaking, ask yourself. This is absolutely NOT some kind of coincidence. He's gonna speaks this time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-3248267685131359966?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/3248267685131359966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=3248267685131359966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/3248267685131359966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/3248267685131359966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2008/01/permed-vv.html' title='Permed v(&gt;..&lt;)v'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R6DOwByOoII/AAAAAAAAACQ/Fd8Aa8gJiZA/s72-c/P1020264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-7286306954134150485</id><published>2008-01-30T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T03:40:41.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anchor...again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R5-LEByOoAI/AAAAAAAAABQ/lsTKInpCQN8/s1600-h/100px-Mariner%2527s_Cross.svg%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R5-K2hyOn_I/AAAAAAAAABI/IuQHFaKqqPk/s1600-h/100px-Mariner%2527s_Cross.svg%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R5-KthyOn-I/AAAAAAAAABA/QsRnPk6tWas/s1600-h/100px-Mariner%2527s_Cross.svg%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R5-KaByOn9I/AAAAAAAAAA4/sbPIXTc63jA/s1600-h/Anchor1%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160995877750218706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R5-KaByOn9I/AAAAAAAAAA4/sbPIXTc63jA/s320/Anchor1%5B1%5D.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;This is the fifth time already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Okay, I'll do the word search now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An anchor is an object, often made out of metal, that is used to attach a ship to the bottom of a body of water at a specific point. There are two primary classes of anchors—temporary and permanent. A permanent anchor is often called a &lt;a title="Mooring" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mooring"&gt;mooring&lt;/a&gt;, and is rarely moved; it is quite possible the vessel cannot hoist it aboard but must hire a service to move or maintain it. A temporary anchor is usually carried by the vessel, and hoisted aboard whenever the vessel is under way; it is what most non-sailors mean when they refer to an anchor. A &lt;a title="Sea anchor" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sea_anchor"&gt;sea anchor&lt;/a&gt; is a related device used when the water depth makes using a mooring or temporary anchor impractical. The hole through which an anchor rope passes is known as a hawsepipe.&lt;br /&gt;An anchor works by resisting the movement force of the vessel which is attached to it. There are two primary ways to do this — via sheer mass, and by "hooking" into the &lt;a title="Seabed" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seabed"&gt;seabed&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It may seem logical to think wind and currents are the largest forces an anchor must overcome&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; but actually the vertical movement of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Ocean surface wave" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ocean_surface_wave"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;waves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; develop the largest loads[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Wikipedia:Citation needed" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wikipedia:Citation_needed"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;citation needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;]&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; and modern anchors are designed to use a combination of technique and shape to resist all these forces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;An interesting element of anchor jargon is the term aweigh, which describes the anchor when it is &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;hanging on the rope&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; not resting on the bottom&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;this is linked to the term to weigh anchor&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;meaning to lift the anchor from the sea bed&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; allowing the ship or boat to move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; An anchor is described as aweigh when it has been broken out of the bottom and is being hauled up to be stowed. Aweigh should not be confused with under way, which describes a vessel which is not moored to a dock or anchored, whether or not it is moving through the water. Thus, a vessel can be under way (or underway) with no way on (i.e., not moving).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The main point is coming in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An anchor frequently appears on the flags and coats-of-arms of institutions involved with the sea, both naval and commercial.&lt;br /&gt;There also exists in heraldry the "Anchored Cross", or &lt;a title="Cross" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cross#As_emblems_and_symbols"&gt;Mariner's Cross&lt;/a&gt;, a stylized cross in the shape of an anchor. The symbol can be used to signify &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;fresh start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hebrews 6 : 19-20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;19 This confidence is like a strong and trustworthy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anchor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;for our souls. It leads us through the curtain of heaven into God's inner sanctuary. 20 Jesus has already gone in there for us. He has become our eternal High Priest in the line of Melchizedek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (NLT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am amazed on how sometimes God uses different ways to talk to His people. Yes, this year is gonna be a fresh start. To leave all my past and failures behind and to look forward to the great things that God is gonna do in my life =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-7286306954134150485?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/7286306954134150485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=7286306954134150485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/7286306954134150485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/7286306954134150485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-is-fifth-time-already.html' title='Anchor...again.'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/R5-KaByOn9I/AAAAAAAAAA4/sbPIXTc63jA/s72-c/Anchor1%5B1%5D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-1043607221217935133</id><published>2008-01-29T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T11:10:05.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>Its been always good to be home. I took a long long bath once I've arrived home. After that I sat on the sofa and enjoyed a cup of water. Yea, I'm not kidding. Not orange juice. Not apple juice. Not any kind of juices you can name now. Ya, its WATER. Ipoh's sweet and fresh water XD&lt;br /&gt;Went dinner with relatives just now. Feeling uneasy cuz its a vegetarian restaurant. But somehow I was reminded once again that "none shall perish".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1053 :&lt;br /&gt;I'm on my way back Ipoh now. In a train. Although this cant compare to the one in Japan but mind you. I just love it. As I look to my right, I can see lots of trees. After the rain, the land was green with new growth. Actually I was feeling sad this morning, somemore its raining. That has actually add to my sadness. But now as I look out to the window, I see the sun is smiling at me again. So warm, so tender =)&lt;br /&gt;Just gave my parents a call. Then I started to worry. I do not know what are the trials awaits me when I'm back home again. Will I remain the same as I used to be or change for a better? I think the hardest thing throughout the three weeks of training in Kluang was not the coping-with-kids part, nor the feeling of missing home, but to really live out my faith, to put into practice of what I've learnt. I really really wanted to make a difference deep down inside my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (me + szeyan + yihui) arrived Ipoh around 6p.m.. Waited for a while, mom came and pick me up. As I put my luggage in the boot, I notice that my 4 year-old sister has grown a bit taller after not seeing her for just one month...amazed. The road was wet. Should be just after the rain. Then I saw &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Rainbow meant a lot to me. I remember last time I did badly in my final and while i was crying, a friend of mine msg me and asked me to look to the sky. (That friend doesnt know that I was crying) I saw rainbow. I felt so touch that I cried even more =..= I saw rainbow when I'm sad most of the time, but this evening I felt somehow comforted by His reassurance =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking through all the pictures during the training. I saw anchor again. In that picture, a kid is holding a sketch book and the anchor was printed on it. Actually I saw anchor in my mind during my quiet time. At first I thought that it was just my own silly thought and just forget about it. But then from that day onwards, I kept on seeing anchor everyday. The first time is in church. a girl was wearing a T-shirt with an anchor printed on it. The second time is on the tv. The third time is on a cup. And this is the forth time......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, what are you trying to tell me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-1043607221217935133?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/1043607221217935133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=1043607221217935133' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/1043607221217935133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/1043607221217935133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2193863540900824369.post-3347271685646174188</id><published>2007-12-30T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T19:26:59.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm blogging!</title><content type='html'>muahahaha...yes, i'm blogging! erm, this is my very first time and will try to update as often as possible...if i have spare time =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPM just over not more than a month, i started to feel......bored =( Most of them went for NS training leaving me all alone here :'( But i'm going for mission trip in Kluang soon! hehe...about one month. Then...how many clothes i need to bring?...about...about...21 pieces of them! hahaha... aiyoyo...girls ma...cant blame me right =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...lets rock Kluang!!! woohoo v(*.*)v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2193863540900824369-3347271685646174188?l=seemyee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/feeds/3347271685646174188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2193863540900824369&amp;postID=3347271685646174188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/3347271685646174188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2193863540900824369/posts/default/3347271685646174188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seemyee.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-blogging.html' title='i&apos;m blogging!'/><author><name>seemyee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12228713743952216476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_s83OohlQ_-A/SB8yonLRsbI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QjyVgGQ1RNg/S220/Picture+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
