<?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-12325912</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:17:10.948+08:00</updated><category term='RAGE'/><title type='text'>.zen.</title><subtitle type='html'>.no turning back. 
.u sure what you are doing?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>136</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-714359832965022450</id><published>2008-07-11T12:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T12:38:12.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its funny to wake up to songs stuck in your head every morning. Then again, it happened to often that you probably get so use to it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wake up with a song stuck in your head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day before Yesterday : I'm Yours - Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday : With You - Chris Daughtry&lt;br /&gt;Today : A Beautiful Mess - Jason Mraz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this made me think. What exactly is my brain digesting during sleep? I need to digest and file up my Management Information System, Financial Accounting and Management Accounting. So what is these songs doing getting stuck in my head? Hmm..stress stress..Eustress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thinking*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-714359832965022450?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/714359832965022450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=714359832965022450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/714359832965022450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/714359832965022450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-funny-to-wake-up-to-songs-stuck-in.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-9041223721081008888</id><published>2008-06-23T18:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T19:09:30.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;An Afternoon with the HORs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.filled with SSS - suspense, sarcasm and silliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.SSS  proven not to only mean sleep,  shopping and sales.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/SF-BozxnsJI/AAAAAAAAAmE/RZCbZ1U0L2w/s1600-h/DSC01111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/SF-BozxnsJI/AAAAAAAAAmE/RZCbZ1U0L2w/s400/DSC01111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215029431611404434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uh-oh. She's watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/SF-Bo79qXBI/AAAAAAAAAmM/eERuINVlDYA/s1600-h/DSC01112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/SF-Bo79qXBI/AAAAAAAAAmM/eERuINVlDYA/s400/DSC01112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215029433809394706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ms Sarcastic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/SF-Bo3abCXI/AAAAAAAAAmU/X5v60DTHYls/s1600-h/DSC01113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/SF-Bo3abCXI/AAAAAAAAAmU/X5v60DTHYls/s400/DSC01113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215029432587848050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And when they partner up. Im the victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/SF-BpHJWZ5I/AAAAAAAAAmk/Td_PAaiAImo/s1600-h/DSC01115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/SF-BpHJWZ5I/AAAAAAAAAmk/Td_PAaiAImo/s400/DSC01115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215029436811208594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sarcasm. Tick.&lt;br /&gt;Silliness. Tick.&lt;br /&gt;Seriousness. Tick.&lt;br /&gt;Sleepiness. Tick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DNA certified match. They ARE brothers and sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*what have I got myself into*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Now.&lt;br /&gt;Week 10 of semester 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another semester down the road. 10 more subjects to go. Anticipating the end of it really badly though it may be all struggles for the next 10 months going through the subjects. Part of it probably is due to the fact that Ive stayed in Nilai too long and its not a good thing at all being limited to the grounds of NUC. I need a break to far far away land where nobody knows me. *shrugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-9041223721081008888?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/9041223721081008888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=9041223721081008888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/9041223721081008888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/9041223721081008888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2008/06/afternoon-with-hors.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/SF-BozxnsJI/AAAAAAAAAmE/RZCbZ1U0L2w/s72-c/DSC01111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-8073637039854008841</id><published>2008-06-18T12:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T13:09:24.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/bernzencopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/bernzencopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dedicated to the 4 letters that&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hype us all&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cheer us up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;encourage us&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;allow tears to flow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;back us up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;blind us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;if only there's a reason &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;for everything&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i believe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;it would not turn out &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the way it is &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/DSC_0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/DSC_0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to baby ash&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i LOVE this picture&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and she's back!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yippee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i just stole all these&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;pictures &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;that i didnt know we took&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;from saffiyah's &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hard&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;NICE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;can we start charging hotlink&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;for all the good pictures?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;promo for hotlink&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;all other users change to hotlink!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;it's cheaper!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(for me to call n sms u =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/DSC_0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/DSC_0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i miss&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;fung fung aaaaa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;working in kl dee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;fast fast come back!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ash is here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/shawn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/shawn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now presenting the one and only &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SHAWN LEE&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;eheh..talented small boy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;do publicity for him a little&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;=P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;check him out at youtube&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;eh-hem..he's single btw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and full of cheekiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-8073637039854008841?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/8073637039854008841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=8073637039854008841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/8073637039854008841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/8073637039854008841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-5054273699801778523</id><published>2008-05-23T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T01:04:21.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;life is full of what-if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i would like to first rejoice to the fact that all of you are coming back!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bingy on June 13th and hopefully with monkey yi kinn and chua goeh kien..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my baby on June 16th (i neeed your kisses!!! =P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kimmieeee on June 23rd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Braddie on June 24-26th?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jess on..(you should be back right now)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dessie..god knows when..coz u always dun tell..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;shaun ho..u r too busy scandaling..=P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;=) now..we miss dear kar mun, yee ming, chong yaw (MUM!!!), and and and..my whole network is in aussie now..life's a bitch..faster come back..too many thgs happening here while u guys are enjoying in the land of kangarooos!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;den again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ly flying in august&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;victoria got confirmation from Singapore Airlines..and shall be flying sooon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so left me n dad???? life's a big fat bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Question: What if I am not who I am today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;was going thru some stuff with hubby..and found out that during high school and primary school..we only go school for like 207 as recorded by the ministry..den again plus minus all the hari guru, hari sukan etc..we probably go to school for like an average 180 days? which is like 6-7 months in total..which means that throughout the 11 yrs of education..we go to school for only 5-6 yrs? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thats like..-_- think bout all the time we skip school for interact, guides, slad, sports, band...eheh..playing hide and seek in the guide's room.."jumpa pn lim ya" and dissapear for the rest of the day going round school..toilet trips which last whole day..even though the damn toilet is ridiculously STINKY..I MISS SCHOOOOL...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;presenting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203617535186773938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/SDb2lAvNJ7I/AAAAAAAAAlk/vMEucKNjevw/s400/bz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my latest piece of art&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;as usual its done in the midst of rowdy and kelam-kabut situations&lt;br /&gt;this time being Corporate Fin Acc assignment&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;life is never that simple in first place..at every different angle/perspective..there's always something new, something different to find out..which is a good thing..so even the worst of the worst can look and sound like the best of the best..its all about -lalalalalalala- your point of view..?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;due to disruptions..ill stop here..cannot think already..think my blogging vibes..or rather the concentration energy died along the way..shall revive it soon..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;till den..cya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-5054273699801778523?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/5054273699801778523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=5054273699801778523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/5054273699801778523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/5054273699801778523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2008/05/life-is-full-of-what-if-s-i-would-like.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/SDb2lAvNJ7I/AAAAAAAAAlk/vMEucKNjevw/s72-c/bz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-5016005430282597886</id><published>2008-04-27T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T21:33:27.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;time for some humiliation as request...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/SBSAIzmQUCI/AAAAAAAAAk0/kAZgeV6h8KY/s1600-h/DSC00880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193917159042994210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/SBSAIzmQUCI/AAAAAAAAAk0/kAZgeV6h8KY/s320/DSC00880.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;daddy in tight fitttttinggggsssssssssssssssssssssssssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/SBSAJjmQUDI/AAAAAAAAAk8/1bkIVbXYDEQ/s1600-h/DSC00881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193917171927896114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/SBSAJjmQUDI/AAAAAAAAAk8/1bkIVbXYDEQ/s320/DSC00881.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dumb dumb dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/SBSAJjmQUEI/AAAAAAAAAlE/VTz-BZGYOTg/s1600-h/DSC00882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193917171927896130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/SBSAJjmQUEI/AAAAAAAAAlE/VTz-BZGYOTg/s320/DSC00882.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and daddddy dearest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/SBSAJzmQUFI/AAAAAAAAAlM/a1mb9Jova1U/s1600-h/DSC00883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193917176222863442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/SBSAJzmQUFI/AAAAAAAAAlM/a1mb9Jova1U/s320/DSC00883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/SBSAKDmQUGI/AAAAAAAAAlU/oQ14KgokKjg/s1600-h/DSC00884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193917180517830754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/SBSAKDmQUGI/AAAAAAAAAlU/oQ14KgokKjg/s320/DSC00884.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ultraman!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;okai..busy so pictures first..explain later...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I AM IN SEARCH FOR MY OTHER TWIN TO EQUALIZE MY DUTIES AND RESPONSIBILITIES!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;tata..&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/12325912-5016005430282597886?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/5016005430282597886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=5016005430282597886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/5016005430282597886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/5016005430282597886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2008/04/time-for-some-humiliation-as-request.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/SBSAIzmQUCI/AAAAAAAAAk0/kAZgeV6h8KY/s72-c/DSC00880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-4943571223315052677</id><published>2008-04-19T11:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T12:05:54.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This post goes to JACK JACK!!! nope he's not the jack jack from THE INCREDIBLES, but what he did is incredible enough. So..presenting JACK JACK and his crew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metzteam.blogspot.com/"&gt;MEtz TEAM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please Click and Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And Now, For the girl who turned 20 today!!! the BIG 2 0!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/cui-0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;VITORIA WONG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/cui-0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/cui-0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/zen046.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/zen046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/cui-0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/cui-0016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/cui-0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/cui-0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snapshots of US! Miss ya GIRL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;AND CONGRATULATIONS!!!!! SHE IS NOW OFFICIALLY A SIA AIR STEWARDESS IN TRAINING!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;C ya on the flight!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*muax* *hugsssss*&lt;br /&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/12325912-4943571223315052677?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/4943571223315052677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=4943571223315052677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/4943571223315052677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/4943571223315052677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-post-goes-to-jack-jack-nope-hes.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-564771697140477508</id><published>2008-04-13T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T22:56:24.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>loneliness IS tragical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never know what it really means to come home to a lonely home..all the months back in Nilai where I go back to an empty house anyway without the presence of housemates..back home without anyone at home..doesnt feel as bad as when you know that somehow somewhere there's someone that you can come home to..or someone that you could look forward who will be returning soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pms, mood-swing, roudiness, useless weather, home-sick and every single thing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a kid again, childishly crying and pretending there's no worries or responsibilities in this whole wide world.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-564771697140477508?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/564771697140477508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=564771697140477508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/564771697140477508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/564771697140477508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2008/04/loneliness-is-tragical-never-know-what.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-86388525291978175</id><published>2008-04-04T20:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T20:51:44.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zen's back and she's burnt to the perfect tan that she loves, ignoring the callings of being a fair indian or a phillipines, cause u're just jealous. hmph. (comforting myself, eheh) Anyhow, I now pronounced myself a ceritified PADI diver. =P Thanks to hubby, daddy, mummy for finally letting me go and actually sound so interested and also wanna go for it. Let's all take up diving so we can all go to my wedding ceremony under the sea. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenggol is Beautiful!!! For those of you who don't know where is Tenggol, no worries, I also dunno where is it nor have I heard of it until Global Scuba actually planned a trip there. Its perfect. I had Mr Sun, Sea and Sand for the whole of 4 days, along with hubby. *hugssss* I'm sooooo in love. =) Sharing is Caring. Pictures speak louder than words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta-da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yg0vuyUWI/AAAAAAAAAig/4A1qYGT4RVg/s1600-h/IMG_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185368111501693282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yg0vuyUWI/AAAAAAAAAig/4A1qYGT4RVg/s320/IMG_0147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The beach, the sand, white, clean, perfect sand. I love Mr Sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yg1PuyUXI/AAAAAAAAAio/rffvx9JeHVI/s1600-h/IMG_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185368120091627890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yg1PuyUXI/AAAAAAAAAio/rffvx9JeHVI/s320/IMG_0142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yg1fuyUYI/AAAAAAAAAiw/1NE_TkUM_-Y/s1600-h/IMG_0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185368124386595202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yg1fuyUYI/AAAAAAAAAiw/1NE_TkUM_-Y/s320/IMG_0145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and again..see what I mean when I fell in love with the beach, and I'm deeeply in love with Mr SSS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yg1vuyUZI/AAAAAAAAAi4/QUQYVTqZb9Y/s1600-h/IMG_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185368128681562514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yg1vuyUZI/AAAAAAAAAi4/QUQYVTqZb9Y/s320/IMG_0137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is nice. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yg1_uyUaI/AAAAAAAAAjA/MaV0fEoSYUI/s1600-h/IMG_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185368132976529826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yg1_uyUaI/AAAAAAAAAjA/MaV0fEoSYUI/s320/IMG_0098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our driver for the day. Mr Chris Chan. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yf8_uyURI/AAAAAAAAAh4/3ZlODDa3v4Q/s1600-h/IMG_0224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185367153723986194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yf8_uyURI/AAAAAAAAAh4/3ZlODDa3v4Q/s320/IMG_0224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The journey in life may be long. But I'm pretty sure it will be US from now onwards. Thanks for walking into my life, and thanks for allowing me to walk with you. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yf9PuyUSI/AAAAAAAAAiA/--jsytk5WIE/s1600-h/IMG_0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185367158018953506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yf9PuyUSI/AAAAAAAAAiA/--jsytk5WIE/s320/IMG_0231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I *heart* you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yf9vuyUTI/AAAAAAAAAiI/PXWa66ugtRU/s1600-h/IMG_0245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185367166608888114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yf9vuyUTI/AAAAAAAAAiI/PXWa66ugtRU/s320/IMG_0245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looking at the wide wide sea as the sun sets. What lies ahead is beautiful, as long as we do it together. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yf9_uyUUI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/mA6thqbfj24/s1600-h/IMG_0252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185367170903855426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yf9_uyUUI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/mA6thqbfj24/s320/IMG_0252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; huaalalallalala..Ashiiieeee..I'm in love..and I know you are too!!! and I need your kisses tooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yf-fuyUVI/AAAAAAAAAiY/qbb126Mx9Dw/s1600-h/IMG_0258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185367179493790034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yf-fuyUVI/AAAAAAAAAiY/qbb126Mx9Dw/s320/IMG_0258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Us. In our dive suit. Huualalalalalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yd5fuyUMI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/7dCEQpZRHhU/s1600-h/IMG_0261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185364894571188418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yd5fuyUMI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/7dCEQpZRHhU/s320/IMG_0261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lazeeee Bums resting at the afternoooons. All Guys Somemore. Being girls. We spent our time at books and gossipping. =P Typical betul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yd5vuyUNI/AAAAAAAAAhY/x0ekeIqTlBk/s1600-h/IMG_0266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185364898866155730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yd5vuyUNI/AAAAAAAAAhY/x0ekeIqTlBk/s320/IMG_0266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our speeedboat which ferry us here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yd5_uyUOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Hmvs1BmXfpo/s1600-h/IMG_0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185364903161123042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yd5_uyUOI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Hmvs1BmXfpo/s320/IMG_0267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clear Clear Sea. With darn hell of a good visibility. Perfect. Cleaner than....than.....water la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yd6PuyUPI/AAAAAAAAAho/MXLEKtdtIx0/s1600-h/IMG_0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185364907456090354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yd6PuyUPI/AAAAAAAAAho/MXLEKtdtIx0/s320/IMG_0271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ta-da..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yd6fuyUQI/AAAAAAAAAhw/aj6cHXGs__g/s1600-h/IMG_0274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185364911751057666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yd6fuyUQI/AAAAAAAAAhw/aj6cHXGs__g/s320/IMG_0274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The whole gang..=) Lovely people from all walks in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Ycl_uyUHI/AAAAAAAAAgo/mKzuevVJCsA/s1600-h/IMG_0285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185363460052111474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Ycl_uyUHI/AAAAAAAAAgo/mKzuevVJCsA/s320/IMG_0285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls. =) Except for the one in green and the funny one at the back posing. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_YcmfuyUII/AAAAAAAAAgw/QKuRWvpp4yQ/s1600-h/IMG_0289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185363468642046082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_YcmfuyUII/AAAAAAAAAgw/QKuRWvpp4yQ/s320/IMG_0289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The guys at the bow of the fisherman Ship! yup yup yup. it is a fisherman boat/ship, which we sat through 2 hours. Thank god no sea sick. Or else *dead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Ycm_uyUJI/AAAAAAAAAg4/GidRaD81ml4/s1600-h/IMG_0297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185363477231980690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Ycm_uyUJI/AAAAAAAAAg4/GidRaD81ml4/s320/IMG_0297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leaving a trail wherever we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_YcnPuyUKI/AAAAAAAAAhA/lImgN0y0n7Q/s1600-h/IMG_0299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185363481526948002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_YcnPuyUKI/AAAAAAAAAhA/lImgN0y0n7Q/s320/IMG_0299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our popeye!!! He sat there for a whole 2 hours kay..doink..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_YcnfuyULI/AAAAAAAAAhI/p64UdkFT0E4/s1600-h/IMG_0303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185363485821915314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_YcnfuyULI/AAAAAAAAAhI/p64UdkFT0E4/s320/IMG_0303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hubby and me!!!! =) &lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lalalalallalalalalala...lots to say..but darn lazeeeeee..o well..eheh..more updates on the underwater world sooon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cya cya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-86388525291978175?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/86388525291978175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=86388525291978175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/86388525291978175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/86388525291978175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2008/04/zens-back-and-shes-burnt-to-perfect-tan.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R_Yg0vuyUWI/AAAAAAAAAig/4A1qYGT4RVg/s72-c/IMG_0147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-6383151181537802126</id><published>2008-03-25T23:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T00:27:09.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im now suffering from excessive nitrogen in the little body of mine. lalalalalala. which causes hyper-ness or the other way round. in my case, i think its the other way round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R-kk8PuyUGI/AAAAAAAAAgg/jxdq79zLWrQ/s1600-h/3mm-Female-Elastek_DT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181713463699984482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R-kk8PuyUGI/AAAAAAAAAgg/jxdq79zLWrQ/s320/3mm-Female-Elastek_DT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ta-da. this is my new wetsuit. =) I'm going for my first dive trip this thursday!!! best of all. With My Hubby!!!! Tenggol Island! =) Sooooo looooking forward!!! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Sun, Sea, Sand. Love them all. So ta-da, all my husbands will be there. Mr Sun, Mr Sea, Mr Sand, Mr Bernard Hor. *muaxxx*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Truth is what we all fear most and the only thing that will set us&lt;br /&gt;free. &lt;em&gt;-Bernard Hor (2008)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a style="DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 60px; FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-SIZE: 40px; BACKGROUND: url(http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png) no-repeat; WIDTH: 300px; COLOR: #009933; PADDING-TOP: 50px; FONT-FAMILY: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;57 words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/"&gt;Speedtest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I got from Mr Handsome, Jack Tan Chun Sian's blog. =P eheh. Check it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-6383151181537802126?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/6383151181537802126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=6383151181537802126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/6383151181537802126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/6383151181537802126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-now-suffering-from-excessive.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R-kk8PuyUGI/AAAAAAAAAgg/jxdq79zLWrQ/s72-c/3mm-Female-Elastek_DT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-1297875312916017599</id><published>2008-03-23T11:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T11:10:06.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n36/n180162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.fantasticfiction.co.uk/images/n36/n180162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Passion and satisfaction go hand in hand. Without them, happiness is only&lt;br /&gt;temporary, because there's nothing to make it last. - quoted &lt;em&gt;Dear John&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Nicholas Spark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-1297875312916017599?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/1297875312916017599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=1297875312916017599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/1297875312916017599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/1297875312916017599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2008/03/passion-and-satisfaction-go-hand-in.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-8235111242935944559</id><published>2008-03-22T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T23:46:05.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. At what age do you wish to marry? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Question to be answered by hubby dearest. And answers are in our heads already. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you can turn into anyone, who do you wish you can turn into? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Is it okay to be corky and say I'm gonna stay as myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What are you afraid to lose the most now? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The love that we share, the friendship that we have, the bonds between all of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Where is the place that you want to go the most?&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Hawaii!!! I love Mr Sun, Sea and Sand. Looking forward to Tenggol Island. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; To have my dream to come true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Yup. Consequences of actions are factual and predictable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you are a superhero/heroine, who would you be and why? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hiro Nakamura! So I can turn back time and look at all the times that Ive missed, remembering all the silly things I've done and went through or ignored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you win $1 million, what would you do? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Reinvest and make another few. One million is nothing as compared to the inflation rate now okay. So being realistic is the only choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If you meet someone that you are love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Would I? Being a girl. We will always stand where we are and let the guys do the talking while we do the hinting. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sporty. Cheery. and most of all, Loveable!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What are the requirements that you wish from your other half? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Expect the unexpected and thus set no requirements. When you fall in love, everything falls into place and everything is perfect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Which type of person do you hate the most? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;People who expects to be respected when they themselves do not respect others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your ambition? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;This is the exact question which I refuse to answer to buy time and remain silent until Ive decided to move on with my life, and stop going in circles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If you have a flaw, would you rather the people around you point out to you or would you rather they keep quiet? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Point it out only if it irritates or hurts them. Keep quiet if it doesnt affect them at all. Everyone's made out of flaws. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What do you think is the most important thing in your life? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The ability to love, care and feel the richness of emotions in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What age do you want to start a family? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'll discuss this with my husband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What would you want to be after you're dead? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;To be remembered as who I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What makes you different? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Everyone's different and unique in their own ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;21. Who do you think you are? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Foo Zhen Cui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Thanks to Ms Nicole Phang Sook Yan. I've been tagged and I've decided to not tag anyone but Ashwini Sivanantham who are soooo in love right now. =) I'm so happy for her!!! *hugssssS* I hope it will turn into something yet so beautiful. =) As how mine is now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Love has no reasons and shall not have any. It can&lt;br /&gt;happen anywhere, anytime, and any place. Sparkling and walking into people's&lt;br /&gt;head just like that, enriching people's life, putting a smile on one's face&lt;br /&gt;every single morning. It's a beautiful thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-8235111242935944559?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/8235111242935944559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=8235111242935944559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/8235111242935944559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/8235111242935944559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2008/03/instructions-remove-1-question-from.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-1786144630627403464</id><published>2008-03-17T22:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T22:51:57.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R96AQahCaqI/AAAAAAAAAgY/bMsBWh0drQc/s1600-h/Continuation_of_the_fall_by_instantvoodo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178717641006803618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R96AQahCaqI/AAAAAAAAAgY/bMsBWh0drQc/s320/Continuation_of_the_fall_by_instantvoodo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;when you drop a glass or a plate to the ground it makes a loud crashing&lt;br /&gt;sound. when a window shatters, a table leg breaks, or a picture falls off the&lt;br /&gt;wall, it makes a noise. but when your heart breaks, it's completely silent.&lt;br /&gt;-quoted from &lt;em&gt;if you could see me now, cecilia ahern&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;it may seem like the most important thing in the world and all the noises shall then be ignored and be concentrated on the clatter of the shattering heart, with bits and pieces spread across everywhere, but it's hush, without a single rattle. and sometimes, u just wish that there was a din to distract you from the silence.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the pain screams in your head, hurting every single nerves of yours. the monster trapped, panicked, and fights to get out of that little brain of yours. what can you do?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;it's love. no one is untouchable. it's as wild as that, as raw as an open flesh&lt;br /&gt;wound exposed to salty sea water, but when it actually breaks, its silent,&lt;br /&gt;you're just screaming on the inside and no one can hear it.&lt;br /&gt;-quoted from &lt;em&gt;if you could see me now&lt;/em&gt;, cecilia ahern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;love is painful to start with. its worst when it ends. no matter how painful, how regretful, how bad it turns out to be, a smile would have to be fake up cause the world doesnt revolve around you yourself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;everyone is an actor in life. life is a stage where everyone's watching after you. on your every move. the least you can do is to lessen the comments. you don't know whats going on deep within that bare skin, or anything at all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-1786144630627403464?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/1786144630627403464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=1786144630627403464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/1786144630627403464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/1786144630627403464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2008/03/when-you-drop-glass-or-plate-to-ground.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R96AQahCaqI/AAAAAAAAAgY/bMsBWh0drQc/s72-c/Continuation_of_the_fall_by_instantvoodo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-5390520785607863640</id><published>2008-03-17T16:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T16:51:48.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ta-da. finally got the time to sit down at home and do nothing. HOLIDAYS are blissful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was up and awake infront of the laptop since 11. its a wonder how my contacts don't just fall off or rather my visions are not further blurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toastmasters website is up up up! Gotta get it done asap. Get it off my back at least. Back's burden getting heavier by the day. Gotta lighten it up!!!! and all I need now is Ashwini!!!! I miss you!!! Babes!!! ShoutOut ShoutOut ShoutOut!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o0o..the 7 deadliest sin revealed..more bout it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deadlysins.com/sins/pride.html"&gt;Pride&lt;/a&gt;            is excessive belief in one's own abilities, that interferes with the            individual's recognition of the grace of God. It has been called the            sin from which all others arise. Pride is also known as Vanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deadlysins.com/sins/envy.html"&gt;Envy&lt;/a&gt;            is the desire for others' traits, status, abilities, or situation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deadlysins.com/sins/gluttony.html"&gt;Gluttony&lt;/a&gt;            is an inordinate desire to consume more than that which one requires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deadlysins.com/sins/lust.html"&gt;Lust&lt;/a&gt;            is an inordinate craving for the pleasures of the body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deadlysins.com/sins/anger.html"&gt;Anger&lt;/a&gt;            is manifested in the individual who spurns love and opts instead for            fury. It is also known as Wrath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deadlysins.com/sins/greed.html"&gt;Greed&lt;/a&gt;                      is the desire for material wealth or gain, ignoring the realm                      of the spiritual. It is also called Avarice or Covetousness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;           &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deadlysins.com/sins/sloth.html"&gt;Sloth&lt;/a&gt;            is the avoidance of physical or spiritual work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; eheh..me..i think i commit every single one every single day..eheh..I'm only human made out of flaws..*halo on top*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta get my eyes off dee..just wanted post the sins up..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaoz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-5390520785607863640?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/5390520785607863640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=5390520785607863640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/5390520785607863640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/5390520785607863640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2008/03/ta-da.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-899461564822009567</id><published>2008-03-13T00:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T01:11:17.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pictures i owe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R9gL1ahCaiI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nxp3P4KejOM/s1600-h/IMG_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176900783941249570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R9gL1ahCaiI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nxp3P4KejOM/s320/IMG_0065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gingerman's bday cake. Happy 19th skinny! Last year of teenage. *god, please make amos grow fatter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R9gL16hCajI/AAAAAAAAAfo/zEL4i47Ylug/s1600-h/IMG_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176900792531184178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R9gL16hCajI/AAAAAAAAAfo/zEL4i47Ylug/s320/IMG_0059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; see..what i mean? eheh..we tried..to suprise him..=P but guess it didnt quite work out that way..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R9gL2KhCakI/AAAAAAAAAfw/yanj2kI9HlU/s1600-h/IMG_0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176900796826151490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R9gL2KhCakI/AAAAAAAAAfw/yanj2kI9HlU/s320/IMG_0063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and hubbby..thanks for everything..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R9gLa6hCafI/AAAAAAAAAfI/h45u_KcJBPs/s1600-h/IMG_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176900328674716146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R9gLa6hCafI/AAAAAAAAAfI/h45u_KcJBPs/s320/IMG_0040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R9gLbKhCagI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/lHyzhlyH9vI/s1600-h/IMG_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176900332969683458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R9gLbKhCagI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/lHyzhlyH9vI/s320/IMG_0083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yup it is delicious..but carbonara is just tooooo much and stop talking on the phone u poser..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R9gLbahCahI/AAAAAAAAAfY/8cTi6vS-zaQ/s1600-h/IMG_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176900337264650770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R9gLbahCahI/AAAAAAAAAfY/8cTi6vS-zaQ/s320/IMG_0085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dah..cannot upload anymore..for some reason..sigh..o well..gotta wake up at 8  tml...for some reason..nightiez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-899461564822009567?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/899461564822009567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=899461564822009567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/899461564822009567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/899461564822009567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2008/03/pictures-i-owe.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R9gL1ahCaiI/AAAAAAAAAfg/nxp3P4KejOM/s72-c/IMG_0065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-497384295266925087</id><published>2008-03-13T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T00:41:02.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All the reasonless emotions, the unexpected tickles to the human heart, the candidness of our expressions, the addictions to the most beautiful thing in the whole wide world. Love, is a believe and sometimes all you need to keep it going is Faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weathers been funny nowadays, with its unanticipated rainfalls, the torturous glares, the grumpy greyed sky, it’s horrible or rather just emotional. It affects deep within the human’s core, absorbing the elation out of the souls of mankind. Question is: Why does it affect us so? Live is not meant to be live like that. Life is everything, everything that we believe, so we can live it properly. The surroundings should be looked at a different perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176895771714415058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R9gHRqhCadI/AAAAAAAAAe4/z882JPjbfvI/s200/Baby_Wish_by_Dm3t_7zen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it is best to stay a kid. Looking at my little nephew with no worries at all, no troubles, no irritations, no annoyance from anyone else at all, no wondering what others thought about him, saying and asking their way through everything that comes upon them. “Why is this so? Why is that so?” he asked and my aunts will try to stop them or shut them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did we ever ever allow ourselves to stop asking questions from anyone at all? Why are we always so sure that adults are right? Adults always think that they know it all, they grow up and forgot to open their mind and choose what they want to believe and hold on strong to it even when there’s other point of views. Why is it not possible that a 5years old is capable of telling you what is right? It is children who know exactly what is going on in the world at times. They see more than adults, they believe in more, are honest and will always let you know where you stand. They learn faster than adults, with their open minds, willing to ask and learn more. Never stop a kid from asking questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176895784599316962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R9gHSahCaeI/AAAAAAAAAfA/MKCnHMl91sw/s200/holding_hands_by_etexas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The calmness that we sought, the cheekiness revealed, the joy that we share. Thank you. I love the buddy I have underwater, the strong arms that I can fall back to, we shall walk through the wonders and bumps that we are to discover and go through them side by side in time to come. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could see me now is a good book. No matter how much you dislike fictions. J As I said, it’s a chic lit. Good one. At least it doesn’t go the same old circle of being a messed up in life, bumping into one of your colleagues, falling in love with your boss, unexpectedly, street bum meeting prince charming, profiled society meeting the queens, although some have their own twist in writing and delivering their respective make-ups. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It is a good read. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-497384295266925087?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/497384295266925087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=497384295266925087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/497384295266925087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/497384295266925087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2008/03/all-reasonless-emotions-unexpected.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R9gHRqhCadI/AAAAAAAAAe4/z882JPjbfvI/s72-c/Baby_Wish_by_Dm3t_7zen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-3383641176766860916</id><published>2008-03-10T01:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T02:03:01.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/4/4d/CeceliaAhern_IfYouCouldSeeMeNow.jpg/200px-CeceliaAhern_IfYouCouldSeeMeNow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/4/4d/CeceliaAhern_IfYouCouldSeeMeNow.jpg/200px-CeceliaAhern_IfYouCouldSeeMeNow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a book written by the author who seemed to touch every girls heart with her book previously &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ps, i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is another one of hers. &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;if you could see me now&lt;/span&gt;. published 2006. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got my hands on this a few hours ago though its been lying there for awhile now due to Theory of Finance (finals). It's the end of another semester for me. 3 down, 4 more to go. 2nd year subjects all the way this year..although I've completed 3..and whats left is another 5 more..I need to score on the papers to retain my honours..stress stress..gotta start setting my priorities up right and do something bout the responsibilities Im holding now..-_- *self note*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the book. It's a novel, chic lit. i wanna quote a few lines though..so far..find it..mmm..meaningful..or in other words..ming ooogling..makes ya think..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"...yes you need money for food, yes you need food to survive, but you also need sleep to have energy, to smile to be happy, and to be happy so you can laugh, just so you don't keel over with a heart attack. people forget they have options. and they forget that those things really don't matter. they should concentrate on what they have and not what they dont have. and by the way, wishing and dreaming doesnt mean concentrating on what you dont have, it's positive thinking that encourages hoping and believing, not whinging and moaning..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always believe in dreams..that's where all impossibles started..and ended when the day where dreams came true..=) don't let anyone put u down with their "dreams-are-ridiculous" chant..its never true kan..youll never know anything if you dont try it for yourself..dreams are there for a reason..when u have a dream..there will be a day where dreams come true..true? if there isnt..things will just be..things..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mind u..we do really need to smile..=) life is a waste to just live it with a frown everyday..=) so guess we gotta start choosing how we wanna live with a smile now..jolly o jolly..&lt;br /&gt;procrastination starts at the beginning of the holidays..gonna stop that from happening by sleeping early..so ciaoz..gonna go dream of my prince charming in his shining armour..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls!!! i missss you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;zen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-3383641176766860916?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/3383641176766860916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=3383641176766860916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/3383641176766860916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/3383641176766860916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2008/03/book-written-by-author-who-seemed-to_10.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-438636593867280773</id><published>2008-03-02T01:16:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T03:05:08.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;ta-da&lt;br /&gt;the oh-so-lazy-zhen cui has decided to enlighten all on what she's been up to these days..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mgXGSK0eI/AAAAAAAAAec/RBoBljM6XG4/s1600-h/010308+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172841965695980002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mgXGSK0eI/AAAAAAAAAec/RBoBljM6XG4/s320/010308+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;latest addition at the first page of my-already-dusty-empty-shelf-deco-skecth book. blue-y blue-y coz whole freaking day raining non-stop..1st of March 2008 - Gloomy, Depressing Day yet wonderful. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8md-GSK0WI/AAAAAAAAAdc/KpAwujmspvk/s1600-h/DSC00563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172839337175994722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8md-GSK0WI/AAAAAAAAAdc/KpAwujmspvk/s320/DSC00563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my valentine dedication to all. =). i love it. wished i had more time, and a better place to draw on though. had to kneel all the way to finish it up. =( hope u guys like it. VG!!! u're all on it! and so are my biatches!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8meAGSK0XI/AAAAAAAAAdk/RbmPkic0iYE/s1600-h/DSC00318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172839371535733106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8meAGSK0XI/AAAAAAAAAdk/RbmPkic0iYE/s320/DSC00318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; boredom in the room and i didnt wanna face my laptop anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8maomSK0SI/AAAAAAAAAc8/7zds7OS5pxw/s1600-h/DSC00450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172835669273923874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8maomSK0SI/AAAAAAAAAc8/7zds7OS5pxw/s320/DSC00450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; boredom in class and i have nothing else better to do..=P seriously..eheh..so i victimize Chris hand..eheh..=P BODYART k???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mao2SK0TI/AAAAAAAAAdE/E0Q7mK3D1nk/s1600-h/DSC00453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172835673568891186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mao2SK0TI/AAAAAAAAAdE/E0Q7mK3D1nk/s320/DSC00453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the biggie letter Z. mua-z!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mao2SK0UI/AAAAAAAAAdM/dImFd8zvDe0/s1600-h/DSC00459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172835673568891202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mao2SK0UI/AAAAAAAAAdM/dImFd8zvDe0/s320/DSC00459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172835677863858514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mapGSK0VI/AAAAAAAAAdU/UAPKILTZ1iM/s320/DSC00578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;lovey lovey arty. well..basically..i was just bored..thnx to classes..all this ilham-s are revealed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mZqmSK0OI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Xg_9UYSlJbo/s1600-h/DSC00620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172834604122034402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mZqmSK0OI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Xg_9UYSlJbo/s320/DSC00620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; eheh..mr burger lim sleeping..=P we waited and waited for dear MS YILAN, TO to go for supper that night till we all fall asleeep and went without HER!!!!! hmph!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and for the next few pictures..its SOME of the pictures in my camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mZq2SK0PI/AAAAAAAAAck/5a_pC8DCHNE/s1600-h/DSC00572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172834608417001714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mZq2SK0PI/AAAAAAAAAck/5a_pC8DCHNE/s320/DSC00572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; MR AMOS..pretending to study and listen during Mr Albert's class whereby actually he is reading Harry Potter..hmph..useless..&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mZrGSK0QI/AAAAAAAAAcs/zGtRTlrduGY/s1600-h/DSC00650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172834612711969026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mZrGSK0QI/AAAAAAAAAcs/zGtRTlrduGY/s320/DSC00650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MR AMOS AGAIN. posing for me to take pic..so i take lu..heessshhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mVXGSK0GI/AAAAAAAAAbc/oQroT2pIhZU/s1600-h/DSC00295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172829871068074082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mVXGSK0GI/AAAAAAAAAbc/oQroT2pIhZU/s320/DSC00295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he wants the publicity..so im just granting him since his pic will not go any further except for my blogg...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mUX2SK0CI/AAAAAAAAAa8/eKGIbfSwIEU/s1600-h/DSC00263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172828784441348130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mUX2SK0CI/AAAAAAAAAa8/eKGIbfSwIEU/s320/DSC00263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; shannnaaa..this pic is for u..coz he claimed he is fatttterrrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mUYGSK0DI/AAAAAAAAAbE/yF-GPiIvsrQ/s1600-h/DSC00271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172828788736315442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mUYGSK0DI/AAAAAAAAAbE/yF-GPiIvsrQ/s320/DSC00271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; trying to act coooooooooooooooooooooooool...L for loser..:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mUYWSK0EI/AAAAAAAAAbM/2xYmpemp-Kw/s1600-h/DSC00440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172828793031282754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mUYWSK0EI/AAAAAAAAAbM/2xYmpemp-Kw/s320/DSC00440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mmmm..shanna..i think this also for u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mUYmSK0FI/AAAAAAAAAbU/UJsoe2w12Dg/s1600-h/DSC00607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172828797326250066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mUYmSK0FI/AAAAAAAAAbU/UJsoe2w12Dg/s320/DSC00607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this i believe is also for u..he non-stop aaaaaaa.......my phone 2/3 is his photo..can become his already...sighhh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172829875363041394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mVXWSK0HI/AAAAAAAAAbk/eGtEjbmzV6Y/s320/DSC00588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;its chris turn now. this is taken at szu-szu place at her open house..where i lost it all to fatty chris..u owe me dinner!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172829879658008706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mVXmSK0II/AAAAAAAAAbs/B_wleAYWotk/s320/DSC00652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;hmmm...things were filling up his head..and thus..this emo looking picture..at DSA..=( cheerio Chris..everything shall be alright..=)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172829883952976018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mVX2SK0JI/AAAAAAAAAb0/aKOO6AApBg8/s320/DSC00437.JPG" border="0" /&gt; at Pull n Bear for cny shopping..=P poser poser..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172832181760479410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mXdmSK0LI/AAAAAAAAAcE/hSXEl-EOlN8/s320/DSC00500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;mm..the 2 guys that shock me upside down inside out..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172832186055446722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mXd2SK0MI/AAAAAAAAAcM/DMauiyRpbGk/s320/DSC00565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;me n chris gor gor..=P oldie..turning 21..insaf a lil can onot? =P&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172832194645381330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mXeWSK0NI/AAAAAAAAAcU/AOOG9bR5yyw/s320/DSC00609.JPG" border="0" /&gt; law group presentation..always the rose among the thorns..=P eheh...y la y..must i get caught between the thorns..:p anyway..it was cool..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mQ92SKz-I/AAAAAAAAAac/_4w3D8Z08kQ/s1600-h/DSC00280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172825039229865954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mQ92SKz-I/AAAAAAAAAac/_4w3D8Z08kQ/s320/DSC00280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ASSMINIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i misssssssssssss you!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mQ-WSKz_I/AAAAAAAAAak/5uXs3tVOEgY/s1600-h/DSC00313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172825047819800562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mQ-WSKz_I/AAAAAAAAAak/5uXs3tVOEgY/s320/DSC00313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172841149652193698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mfnmSK0aI/AAAAAAAAAd8/LNmgkHNkVww/s320/IMG_0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt; women!!! i really miss u girls...there's a girls day out at mid valley tomorrow n my mum can sign us in for it..and i just found out that all of u are not in malaysia....all here are guys.....sigh.......i misssss yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mQ-mSK0AI/AAAAAAAAAas/3yY0krn-HJ0/s1600-h/DSC00299.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mQ_GSK0BI/AAAAAAAAAa0/EH5xo-qyzGU/s1600-h/DSC00589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172825060704702482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mQ_GSK0BI/AAAAAAAAAa0/EH5xo-qyzGU/s320/DSC00589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my lil nephew..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mfoWSK0bI/AAAAAAAAAeE/jWn9jUyia2Q/s1600-h/PB290206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172841162537095602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mfoWSK0bI/AAAAAAAAAeE/jWn9jUyia2Q/s320/PB290206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; random pics at robinsons..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mfo2SK0cI/AAAAAAAAAeM/_p7LAhz_T6s/s1600-h/PB290209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172841171127030210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mfo2SK0cI/AAAAAAAAAeM/_p7LAhz_T6s/s320/PB290209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mfpGSK0dI/AAAAAAAAAeU/8PVOaCRJc74/s1600-h/Picture+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172841175421997522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mfpGSK0dI/AAAAAAAAAeU/8PVOaCRJc74/s320/Picture+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; new years eve at Social..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8meB2SK0YI/AAAAAAAAAds/qno-AC3mUWg/s1600-h/DSC00643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172839401600504194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8meB2SK0YI/AAAAAAAAAds/qno-AC3mUWg/s320/DSC00643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the night at the curve..=) nice view huh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8meE2SK0ZI/AAAAAAAAAd0/NanN2N9uHCM/s1600-h/IMG_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172839453140111762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8meE2SK0ZI/AAAAAAAAAd0/NanN2N9uHCM/s320/IMG_0020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; reuben chan chian chen...=p my clowny fren..=) faster get married i waiting for my first wedding invitation!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ta-da..thats it..toook me sooo looong to upload the pictures..gotta go back to study dee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gluck in finals guys!!! &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;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mnL2SK0hI/AAAAAAAAAew/6f2V9HuTYf0/s1600-h/IMAG0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172849469003846162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mnL2SK0hI/AAAAAAAAAew/6f2V9HuTYf0/s320/IMAG0027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;before i leave u guys hanging on who is zcui's=zen's=hubby=lil boy=dumb dumb=BERNARD HOR...thats him..=P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Questions welcomed in emails only. =) Tengkyu very much. =P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love Ya!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-438636593867280773?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/438636593867280773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=438636593867280773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/438636593867280773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/438636593867280773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2008/03/ta-da-oh-so-lazy-zhen-cui-has-decided.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R8mgXGSK0eI/AAAAAAAAAec/RBoBljM6XG4/s72-c/010308+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-2027703185670272026</id><published>2008-02-20T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T19:13:15.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life's complicated with lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lies. Reason behind all of them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna let my emotions take over me at this second and let it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the things that Ive been told. Everything that has been expressed. It's all just plain lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regrets are sensed in the atmosphere itself without needing any further explanations of any sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys are just a bunch of liars + idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admit it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-2027703185670272026?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/2027703185670272026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=2027703185670272026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/2027703185670272026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/2027703185670272026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2008/02/lifes-complicated-with-lies.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-3308763956993799560</id><published>2008-02-11T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T00:29:45.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R68l7Nb6JxI/AAAAAAAAAaU/jJobYu0Xw1E/s1600-h/self_prepared_heart__by_plectrude.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Taking Chances by Celine Dion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Don't know much about your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Don't know much about your world, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Don't want to be alone tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;On this planet they call earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;You don't know about my past, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I don't have a future figured out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And maybe this is going too fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And maybe it's not meant to last, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But what do you say to taking chances,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;What do you say to jumping off the edge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Never knowing if there's solid ground below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Or hand to hold, or hell to pay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;What do you say, What do you say? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I just want to start again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And maybe you could show me how to try,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And maybe you could take me in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Somewhere underneath your skin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;What do you say to taking chances?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;What do you say to jumping off the edge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Never knowing if there's solid ground below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Or hand to hold, or hell to pay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;What do you say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;What do you say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And I had my heart beaten down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But I always come back for more, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;There’s nothing like love to pull you up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;When you’re laying down on the floor there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So talk to me, talk to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Like lovers do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yeah walk with me, walk with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Like lovers do,Like lovers do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;What do you say to taking chances,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;What do you say to jumping off the edge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Never knowing if there's solid ground below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Or hand to hold, or hell to pay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;What do you say,What do you say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Don’t know much about your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And I don’t know much about your world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...chances are everywhere...whether u see it or not..whether u wanna realise it or not..whether u wanna grab hold of it..whether u are ready to dig deeep within and fall altogether...whether to just allow yourself to fall, in hope that someone else falls with u..holding on to u..whether did u fall for the right reason..or just accidentally trip and fall..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;no matter what..it will all fall into places..when things are just meant to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love is in the air..all people out there..single or not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R68l7Nb6JxI/AAAAAAAAAaU/jJobYu0Xw1E/s1600-h/self_prepared_heart__by_plectrude.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165388996766476050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R68l7Nb6JxI/AAAAAAAAAaU/jJobYu0Xw1E/s320/self_prepared_heart__by_plectrude.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy valentine's day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love is not only for your other half. parents, siblings, girlfriends, guyfriends. everyone. spread the love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*hugs and kisses*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;zhen cui, zen&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/12325912-3308763956993799560?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/3308763956993799560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=3308763956993799560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/3308763956993799560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/3308763956993799560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2008/02/taking-chances-by-celine-dion-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R68l7Nb6JxI/AAAAAAAAAaU/jJobYu0Xw1E/s72-c/self_prepared_heart__by_plectrude.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-5843288597135971530</id><published>2008-01-17T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T16:39:19.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thursday morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to self: stop seeing wrong timetable and stop lazing around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aihh..first one amongst us to turn 20. oldie. Birthday Shoutout to Lim Yong! our very very dear Granddad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/4467000/1/505484120"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.friendster.com/photos/4467000/1/505484120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; probably one of our very last pic..with chua huey bing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/4467000/0/756713474"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.friendster.com/photos/4467000/0/756713474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; farewell for aussie peeeeps..and they're leaving again..sigh..see how much i love year ends bcoz of u guys..=) take care guys!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ps: i love my hair though..august august!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/11208129/370265224/14877"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.friendster.com/photos/11208129/370265224/14877" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; your most complete photo of all your granddaughters! yup! be proud of us..u have got yourself a handful of Pretty, Hot, And Tempting granddaughters who are soooooo wanted in guys list..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/4467000/0/725368465"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.friendster.com/photos/4467000/0/725368465" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; new year's eve 2006..counting down to 2007..all d humpings and crazineessss show how gay-sh u are u know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/11208129/260225873/17464"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.friendster.com/photos/11208129/260225873/17464" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since u say u looko goood here..so..mm..*clears throat* u look good here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/11208129/228253470/57163"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.friendster.com/photos/11208129/228253470/57163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people whom u must and always remember..your guys!!! twenty..another phase in life..another step..no longer a teen..=) have fun boi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-5843288597135971530?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/5843288597135971530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=5843288597135971530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/5843288597135971530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/5843288597135971530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2008/01/thursday-morning-note-to-self-stop.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-8332462002932527165</id><published>2008-01-13T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T13:18:14.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*ramblings*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008. 20. 20. 20. 20. 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need people to realise im 20 and am able to take care of myself and for them to realise that i am soon to be 21 and just let me be myself and stop worrying about every single thing im doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know the fact that this is a ridiculousyly realistic, evil, cruel, not forgetting the fact that everybody just want to and have the urge to do anything to satisfy their needs and wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twenty. no longer a teenager. not an adult yet. but im not a kid!!! i know what im suppose to do and what im not suppose to do. i have a brain to myself which works and are able to identify the rights n wrongs. guidance are necessary only when im stuck and when i asked. or else just let me be and allow me to fall so at least i can learn to climb back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is never perfect. the fluctuations will always be there. the ups and downs. peaks and downfalls. life is never easy and we all are aware of it. but no matter what its a one way street. u cant turn back time. what is done is done. correct it if u may, or just learn n nv repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. ive learnt my mistakes. ive definitely repeated some. (zwei jsut reminded me, plz wake me up if i ever do it again, and i mean it) bystanders always have a clearer view of what is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ramblings*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-8332462002932527165?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/8332462002932527165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=8332462002932527165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/8332462002932527165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/8332462002932527165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2008/01/ramblings-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-8764770333615756100</id><published>2008-01-13T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T01:50:21.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from pack the floor for 24 organized by help uni college. mainly by the matriculation students though..it was impressive..but..think lack of crowd..my expectations were higher..so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; lesson learnt: dun set expectation or dun expect at all. (i do listen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o0o..kewl thing was..i was gonna go myself..as in pay the rm35 for charity and go have fun but no one was gonna go with me..so didnt think nor thought bout going at all..considering dumb riz onli invited bcoz he's in committee..BUT..ashwini, Ms Mini gotta cover the event for youth msia..kewl eh? so we went in as media and got treated really well..:) o well..al in all..kewl..gotta meet hannah tan, liang (our oh so sweeeet emcee for prom), fellas fr urban grooove..eheh..he's still hot..especially the bod..seeing purpose only..no worries..and most of all..omg..of al places..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up wth yow ken, jenn ming and alex..my like..primary school friends which ive never met since like..im 12??? of all places to meet..o well..=) brings back memories and really kewl to see them..;) o0oo0o..saw loong time denesh as well..cheeky as ever..still the  same..;) thnx to facebook n friendster..staying in touch is never easier..;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and..got my cinderella curfew time tighten..sigh..o well..bummy, unproductive day..-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday shoutout to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ERIC, N. KEONG!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY WOMAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URE OFFICIALLY 2? Not to be disclosed as a woman's age is always a secret. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eheh..ciaoz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-8764770333615756100?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/8764770333615756100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=8764770333615756100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/8764770333615756100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/8764770333615756100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-came-back-from-pack-floor-for-24.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-1224128580308456908</id><published>2008-01-12T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T14:54:43.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;ta-da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my skin changed finally, after many failed attempts. shanna tan shan shan. i still owe u a change. so beep me when u r free and finally chosen the perfect one. =) gluck in your finals atm. eheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..bored..stuck at home..all being a bum..so got my hands on few websites..mainly for girls..just sth to browse through..the stuffs are mainly..just stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fabsquare.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;FabSquare&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://colorcrump.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Color Crump&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://itssybitssy.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Itssy Bitssy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mixiepixieboutique.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Mixie Pixie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shopaholicslover.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Shopaholics Lover&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://footloose-haven.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Foot Loose&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shopalotz.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Shop A Lotz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sugarpoppins.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Sugar Poppins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blook.com.my/" target="_blank"&gt;Blook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mydressroom.com.my/" target="_blank"&gt;My Dress Room&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..just a few..not sure bout the others..this kinda sites are mushrooming though..more and more coming up..use to be just a few..good for viewing and killing time..eheh..still prefer shopping though..the strolls around bangsar can take up my whole afternoon..=P ahhh..miss those days..&lt;br /&gt;and i cant upload pictures!!! so..check it out on facebook la..-_- though some are not uploadable..atm..sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-1224128580308456908?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/1224128580308456908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=1224128580308456908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/1224128580308456908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/1224128580308456908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2008/01/ta-da-got-my-skin-changed-finally-after.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-4567433654237678993</id><published>2008-01-03T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T22:38:22.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is it that easy for ppl to take sides and sympatize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it that easy for ppl to judge anything on the surface&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it that easy for ppl to let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it that easy for ppl to understand wtv that u go through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is life that simple&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-4567433654237678993?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/4567433654237678993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=4567433654237678993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/4567433654237678993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/4567433654237678993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2008/01/is-it-that-easy-for-ppl-to-take-sides.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-7866191301776177267</id><published>2007-12-31T11:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T11:41:00.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>came across my fren's blog so lets just share some thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;seeing is believing. hearing is just listening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wondering why everybody have their other side.&lt;br /&gt;wondering how everybody seem to act and not be themselves at sometimes in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;wondering what made them stab someone they know and gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone is an actor/actress. born and bred to be one.&lt;br /&gt;babies cry for milk. babies cry for attention.&lt;br /&gt;kids toy around and just be kids with funny gestures.&lt;br /&gt;teens rebels or act like how their parents or peers want them to.&lt;br /&gt;adults do as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chameleon. chnge to fit in every situation. we humans do to. gossipping our way til late night. learning to play the game. exploring or rather trying hard to read their minds while they try to figure out ours. its just life as it is. its just that. somehow somewhere. there's bound to be a palce where we show our true colours. may it be with your family, or close circle of friends. as long as there's somewhere or someone u can be yourself. its alright den.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believing what you listen or hear is another dumb thing to do. although i do sometimes. and most of the time i regretted. happened too many times. just need to start learning and believe only what i see. there's more to something/someone than what u heard bout it/them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't judge a book by its cover, or its review. read it n experience the content yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-7866191301776177267?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/7866191301776177267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=7866191301776177267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/7866191301776177267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/7866191301776177267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/12/came-across-my-frens-blog-so-lets-just.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-7617187913057247802</id><published>2007-12-31T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T10:38:04.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Last few days of 2007, spent up at Fraser’s Hill. Birthplace of the many uncles and aunties at home including Mr Daddy, so went back for an annual visit. People out there, don’t come here unless you need a long, undisturbed, quiet, peaceful time. There’s nothing at all up here. So unless you can get a nice bungalow where the housekeeper is Chinese, don’t bother coming, or you’ll suffer? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Got a bungalow ourselves, sharing with 2 Americans, Wisconsin, 6 years time, they have been here for more than 20 times. That’s like an average of 3 times a year. Retirees, they need the peace and quiet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Don’t do much up here, just visiting every single bungalow and looking at the developments (nothing), trekking, and cycling whenever possible. BORING!!! Thank god the sole reason is for Grandma. Or else. I wouldnt bother. Hmph. I need the sun, and excitement, and every other things. Just came back from winter country and now back in cold places..I NEED A BREAK..especially when college is starting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another few hours..and it’s the end of 2007..What have I done throughout this year? Think I grew up a little, met lotsa nice people, and am glad I did, funny how we are all connected and prove that the world is such a small small place..(Ashwini..eheh..you’ll know why) The art of attraction, everyone will somehow be attracted to something which leads to the togetherness and unity and soooo much more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The basics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Where do you wanna go in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;What do you wanna achieve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;When would you finally realise the reality of life and settle down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Who are you exactly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Which of the many choices offered are the right one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;How are you gonna live it up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the questions I was pondering upon..Oh well..questions that will not be answered any sooner I guess..just gonna let it be and live life the way it is..grabbing every single opportunity to make the world and my life a better place to live in..I guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;O0o..thoughts..why would anyone put their own family in danger of people they don’t know or try to harm their family? I just don’t get it. You have a family to turn to when you are in trouble, put away your ego and just ask for help. No one will laugh at you or tease you. Family are there to back you up no matter what happen. Seek assistance from close ones first before anyone else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Once accused of immature, selfish, irresponsible and every single thing. Thinking if I am. Wondering if I am. For now, I’d rather be. Really. To escape from all the expectations, responsibilities, emotions, worries, every single thing. This new year, I wanna turn 6 again. Go through new years without anything on my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;My last year, oh wait..for all 1988s..its our last year celebrating new years as a teeen. Hitting the big TWO-O next year..so sooon..to think that we were eager to grow up when we were younger..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;need to learn to be satisfied again and again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Patience is a virtue. People in China. You just got to learn and drill it into your stubborn head that ‘ren’ is the BIG word. Don’t honk so often. The world will be a peaceful and happier place. And for god’s sake. SMILE! You’re breathing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Written on 0046 hours. 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; December 2007.&lt;/span&gt; Last 48 hours. Listening to Lifehouse. Transferring dramas to equip me for the next few months in NUC. Gotta plan out how to live my life there. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;1026hours. 31st December 2007&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last 13 hours. uururrrhhhhhhhgggg...need to get my curfew off my back..screw it wei!!! its NYE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; life's been treating me good as far as im concern. with all the disasters and mischieves going on out there. life's been good. i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind is filled now. don't push anymore thoughts in. itll blow.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/12325912-7617187913057247802?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/7617187913057247802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=7617187913057247802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/7617187913057247802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/7617187913057247802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-few-days-of-2007-spent-up-at.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-2777870715385424994</id><published>2007-12-26T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T18:34:01.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and..wth...im voted as the # 160 on who more likely to skip class!!! in facebook..eheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eheh..o well..i am a good girl anyway..=) thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-2777870715385424994?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/2777870715385424994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=2777870715385424994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/2777870715385424994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/2777870715385424994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/12/and.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-4132527201620766973</id><published>2007-12-26T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T18:27:10.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what is your blog for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diff people, diff answers. agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine? full of random thoughts that may be ignored, and best ignored. pictures that i wanna share. random happy thoughts that spikes up interest and just things i do. its not a place of dclaration or anything at all. which is why i dun update it soo very often..sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody change. everybody move on. who is it to disagree? life is just full of fluctuations and unexpected clauses, falls and everythng jumble up altogether. self realisation is just another phase everyone go through in sometime of their life. and sometimes they're just meant to be left alone when the moment comes. without anybody, even their close one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love; hauntingly beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They always say, ‘what does not kill us only makes us stronger’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I humbly agree with the statement above because it is true that one can regain strength once more after a certain downfall because everyone has the capabilities of standing back up.&lt;br /&gt;It requires strong faith and belief that anything can be done or can happen because with the lackluster of self-esteem, getting up again after a fall is not going be easy.&lt;br /&gt;Reminiscing the past, I realised that our human hearts can deliberately expand to contain the love that we have for people around us. It does not mean a heart can only love one person because it can give its portion of love to those surrounding us whom are dear. But sometimes, when you think about the love you had had for someone it can make you tear unknowingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My close friend told me that loving someone can never be wrong because it makes you a better person and teaches oneself how to love others and in return, their own selves. As they always say, love goes a long way and it goes around. Love is not just a feeling but a learning process which we learn and re-learn every time we encounter blistering mistakes. It teaches oneself how to be patient and never think that love is something bad or sinful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is always a higher purpose in life of what all of us have been through even though it may hurt in the beginning but the healing process will make us realise that there is a reason behind what has happened and to what extent are we supposed to comprehend the whole issue. It can tear one up to the lowest of low, but in the end it will only bring out the hero in that person; for gaining victor over the morbidity of the whole incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love gives us strength; a kind of willpower that is hard to come by and it brings the best out of oneself. Though the pain inflicted by love can be excruciating, it will still help one to find the means of moving on with life and live with what had happened and learn from the mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspiring? Love does work in some point of time, helping u in every way in life. Whether you receive it from your family or friends or just your other half. They are the ones that shape you into who you are today. It's true that the environment that you live in influence your character and determines who you are. Ive seen the differences. I believe everyone had as well. Oo0o..got the article of R.A.G.E from some author, kyels. o well..credits given first..just in case you think i wrote it..my mind works but not in that manner. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year coming soon. new year, new resolutions, new life, new everything. new semester, college starting..dreading..loving kl too much..missing it here..why is everyone leaving to aussie n uk??? n russia..n everywhere..!!! o well..im happy for u guys..honestly..eheh..just miss the company..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys!!! the apartment rates are checked. mostly in KLs. confirm with me yea? so i can arrange the bookings and think hard again on dinner plans and everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for pictures until i decide to speak again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;christmas decoration '07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The Curve, white xmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R3IofbR_2aI/AAAAAAAAAXc/VYkiIkQN-2s/s1600-h/DSC00149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148221844402198946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R3IofbR_2aI/AAAAAAAAAXc/VYkiIkQN-2s/s320/DSC00149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;one utama.&lt;br /&gt;the one who made me. awww..its pretty..so jolly..so colourful..nutcracker. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R3IogLR_2bI/AAAAAAAAAXk/aFfluqxJ9Z0/s1600-h/DSC00194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148221857287100850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R3IogLR_2bI/AAAAAAAAAXk/aFfluqxJ9Z0/s320/DSC00194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;mid valley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R3IogbR_2cI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3fDPYzF9DZo/s1600-h/DSC00204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148221861582068162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R3IogbR_2cI/AAAAAAAAAXs/3fDPYzF9DZo/s320/DSC00204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; well..guess thats all..i wanna see pavilion's white xmas deco!!! it looked sooo pretty on papers..hopefully i wont miss it..or maybe i will..o well..screw it..=( got a glimpse..enough i guess..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;next stop..where i was working from...6th til 12th dec..hello music land..i dun think i did much there..just helping out whenever possible..? coool crew..we have 3 boss workng together n im the maid..hmmm..sth like that la..evil..o well..nice working with all anyway..eheh..0o0o..its a 5d cinema for kids btw which includes sing along, dance along, storybook time..and u know the usuals..first day was kewl..after a few days..the songs all got stuck in my head already..bllh..can practically sing along and repeat what mr quickles (the main host of the show) said..this is how cineleisure cinema was transformed into..equiped with the lights and everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R3IogrR_2dI/AAAAAAAAAX0/0l8mORnxrzw/s1600-h/DSC00150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148221865877035474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R3IogrR_2dI/AAAAAAAAAX0/0l8mORnxrzw/s320/DSC00150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; thats mr leonard (our very gay..mmm...gay) eheh..doubt he is..just teased him alot with it..and not me doing the teasing..gays are nice..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R3IrW7R_2eI/AAAAAAAAAX8/-a43y6VvhLw/s1600-h/DSC00164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148224996908194274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R3IrW7R_2eI/AAAAAAAAAX8/-a43y6VvhLw/s320/DSC00164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is mr dimmie drum..eheh..blubbby one indeed.. love her character..=) eheh..plus the one inside..ms kay..really nice girl..bubbly too..and..preetttty!!!!! keeep telling them but they just wont listen..blllhhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R3IrXLR_2fI/AAAAAAAAAYE/XgcAlM0DOZo/s1600-h/DSC00166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148225001203161586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R3IrXLR_2fI/AAAAAAAAAYE/XgcAlM0DOZo/s320/DSC00166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ms vinny violin..these are the cast btw..caught them on camera during roadshow..eheh..=) the cast are kewl..didnt get mr quickles or penny piano..but facebook got..eheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooo..before i forget..this is a picture i capture just for Amos Tay and Shanna Tan. wishign you all meerrrrryyyy christmas!!! eheh..2 gingerbread man...no wait...one woman..one man..each one one..=P cute le..:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R3IrXrR_2gI/AAAAAAAAAYM/c4JDusBD6Bg/s1600-h/DSC00199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148225009793096194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/R3IrXrR_2gI/AAAAAAAAAYM/c4JDusBD6Bg/s320/DSC00199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so much more to tell..but time doesnt permit it..till den..miss me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-4132527201620766973?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/4132527201620766973/comments/default' title='Post 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-2635957632961295915</id><published>2007-12-24T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T18:23:47.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hereby declare that im at the suckiest and messed up moment. and am just another confused soul who needs her fairy god mother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-2635957632961295915?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/2635957632961295915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=2635957632961295915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/2635957632961295915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/2635957632961295915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-hereby-declare-that-im-at-suckiest.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-9136936546542180613</id><published>2007-12-21T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T00:43:39.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ta-da - 1st part of china trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in shanghai at the moment. more specifically. day 7 night 6 at DongLin Grand Hotel, Wuxi, China. been here for the past week dah..since saturday..been wearing more than one piece of tee/long sleeve/sweater for the past week..thickest ever..and im still suffering..suprisingly i haven fall sick..unlike the oldies in the family..eheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the temperature is damn freaking low here..from shanghai, to hangzhou, den wu zhen, su zhou, nan jing..and now wu xi..its like less den 10 degrees..lowest at 2-3 degrees..damn it..at home..24 i also wrap myself under the blanket dee..this..soak myself in hot water for at least half n hour every single morning..joys of heat..&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hereby declare my love to mr SUN!!! u're the best thing ever!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;china.nothing i can imagine what it would be like today. its developing really quick..at a really fast pace..seriously..all the buildings..the clothing brands..the streets..the people..blh...ma gawd..chinese..the power of unity..no wonder everybody's looking at china right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learnt alot..but lazy to type..maybe when i get back though..if im feeling rajin..eheh..lotsa pictures..watch out in facboook..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o0o0..been working with Hello Music Land..helping out here and there..its cool..all those who have kids in the family..cineleisure..11am, 3pm and 7pm..its cooool!!! 5D animation for kids..interactive of course..above 10..forget it..too matuere for it..eheh..got stuck with it one week before i left for china..its coool..miss it..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talallalala..dah malas..btw..dvd here is damn freakin cheap..3 whole season of desperate housewives 15 yuan aka 7.50 ringgit..darn freakiiiiiiiing cheap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna sleeep dah i think..going shanghai tml..nights guys..miss the sun!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-6587938044695701011</id><published>2007-11-30T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T03:35:19.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life's a bitch&lt;br /&gt;guy's a bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry guys. u can get out if u want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dislike getting too close with guys i just met nowadays unless u're nice. (guys who reads this blog. excluded. been with u guys too looong.know u guys.its just those that.you know).&lt;br /&gt;one minute u know them, the other u dont.&lt;br /&gt;u're close with them now,the next second they'll think its ok to get over your head and tell u how they dont like u living your life. stop. ever thought that its d wrong thing to say especially when u only know me thru messengers or sms-es or anything not even close to a year of friendship. friendship can be built in months, weeks; broken by a line of words.  think before u speak (i dun sumtimes. i know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wuz wrong with us living happily ever after with the girl/guy you love?&lt;br /&gt;is there any of your god damn business?&lt;br /&gt;what makes u think ull be a better choice?&lt;br /&gt;what makes u think u have the right to tell anybody how are they living their life?&lt;br /&gt;hate u guys. y cant u all just keep at arms length?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guys? why in the world are u getting close &amp;amp; too close and confessing your love on another girl when u already got a girlfriend. if u cant commit. den dont for god's sake. if u like another girl, or fall for one. give up the one u're holding already. b*tch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo now.for me and others.single is good.kim.i adore u.always did anyway.and u knw tht.=)&lt;br /&gt;richelle.take care.wtv hard times.we're here for u.mkm.u as well.miss u girls lots.next yr u're gone. ill be here alone. god. i hate myself. victoria wong. whereever you are. and you will be. hmph. remeber us okai. not only your boy boy. and jessica lim. u take care in the states. and galvin lim. u better be here. life sux atm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys.cant live with them.cant live without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to think i stil believe in fairytales (still do). enchanted is good. it brings back the memories. cinderella, snow white, sleeping beauty..the "once upon a time" and "they live happily ever after" are just..sigh..lovely..perfect..too perfect for us i suppose..mc dreamy is still..gorgeous..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched with szu szu, amos, chris n elias...missing galvin..-_- sorry girls..gotta ditch u girls..and braddie too..sorry sorry..sorry for luna and zouk out..i know ull have fun no matter wut..party up! its the end of 2007!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time flies..sucks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;galvin lim..miss u loadz..sigh..&lt;br /&gt;*emo* life sux&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-6587938044695701011?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/6587938044695701011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=6587938044695701011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/6587938044695701011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/6587938044695701011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/11/lifes-bitch-guys-bitch-sorry-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-4137659398215454011</id><published>2007-11-10T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T03:02:39.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seeking Transcendence - Looking for something far beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely lookigng for something far beyond. Can't imagine me staying in the same old boring routine. Life is all about challenges. Simplicity rawks with a pinch of complexity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw. Thats the theme of our 2nd Annual UNNIC Party!!!@@!@! In Short. Outdoor Clubbing with food provided. =) Food was not as expected. So for those who came for food. Sorry. =( Those who came for music and all. =) *muax* I hope u guys had a good time. =) The Organizing Committee put in alot of effort. Im not part of it. Just helping out. A little. VERY VERY LITTLE. Cant say much, was lazy and busy, and blablablabla..lets just say its all excuses..=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had DJ Ni-Q, DJ Moron, both playing trance and house from Indonesia itself, DJ Misty and DJ Master K from RUMMZ KL (mind the spelling..:p) It was cool though the crowd was expectedly cold during trance and stuff..o well..u ppl just need alcohol and more music to heat ya guys up dont u? nilai-ians..typical..wonder if its the same there at u girls placess??? ma gawd...miss u guys..=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..well..pictures do the talking..lazeeeeeeeeeeeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RzSpx8AWgxI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ra3le6-6dVo/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-3930196988256875321</id><published>2007-10-26T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T01:47:22.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im online on my laptop infront of channel E!, watching forbes list, and the connection is good enough. i am contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for once, i can sit down properly and go online, sth ive never been doing for a long while, although im suppose to be finishing my part of the assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update no 1.&lt;br /&gt;i went for a MINOR surgery last week. and my hand is bandaged. im feeling okai. except that its tough for me to do stuff. cant eat properly, cant bathe properly, cant sleep properly. lots. so if i seem grumpy or wtv. ignore me k. its the disableness.&lt;br /&gt;btw its on the thumb. opened the bandage just now. and my fingers look retarded. if it aint gonna get back to its normal condition. screw the doc. charge so much for my little thumb somemore. thank gawd got insurance. or else..ill feel quilty..-_-&lt;br /&gt;and the surgery is caused by a growth on my left thumb, its quite big..probably around the width of a 1o  sen coin-20 sen coin..somewhere in between. and its advisable to get it out..coz disturbing with nerves structure..and i was on anesthaetic..so i dont know what happen nor how they took it out..&lt;br /&gt;it started sat morn, so went to Pantai Hospital, near bangsar..for those who don't know..go thru the procedures and got admitted..got dressed in the hospital gown..with nothing inside..blhh..feeel so naked..den later the doc came to explain the procedure..the nurses thre are nice though..=) or i got the nice one anyway..and there were quite a few trainee nurses..probably from mahsa or the hospital owned..coz they're uniform lok just like those from NUC..so they pushed me into the operation theatre waiting room..my gawd..it WAS FREAKING COLD..and they made me wait thre with a piece of cloth and a blanket so thin..i cant even feel the warmth..but i fell asleep anyway..it was an early morning for me..o well..so later another nurse..or doc assistant came to push me into the theatre..the journey was scary..i dunno what they're gonna do and...blh..wanted my mummy..or dumb dumb galvin..*fatty not there for me physically only mentally* so went in..it was nothing like what i expected though..but there are the bed and 4 spotlights shining on you like you see in Grey's..so there were two old doc and one young one..probably an intern? no idea..looks like..though..think i remembered him being cute..but i was without contacts..so no idea..den they ask me take deep breathe of oxygen..and im gone..next thing i know im lying somewhere outside the operation theatre with 2 nurses and the presumably cute doc beside me..awaiting my consciousness..and den they put me on heater half way thru my consciousness coz i was trembling..=P im that useless..den practically..i just slept whole day in the hospital..serious..i didnt do anything except eat and sleep..and Pantai food got standard..=P 1st day lunch was carbonara..not bad..dinner, grilled chic with buttered rice and steam vege..breakfast had muesli..lunch..was horrid..the next day..didnt like it..but tea was hot choc and chic ham sandwich..=P they had a wide variety..diversified hospitals..probably all hospital like gleneagles (their admission off like lobby only), sjmc or wtv  are all like that..o yea..this is the 2nd time i got admitted, the 1st 19 yrs ago when i was born..i dont even go to the doc when im sick..hospital is the last place..-_- so discharged..mc for 2 weeks..but i still went on to class..assignments..or ill be sleeping at home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update no 2&lt;br /&gt;i survived performing at a indian cultural night held by college. me and ash. ash the indian who is blurred with her origins, nor knows how a typical indian were to be like. lets just say she is 50-70% indian? or 30%..=P no offence ashiee..eheh..proud proud..didnt know i can shake my hips..even though i probably dance funny..and thankoo baby for sitting through the whole night..=) know u didnt enjoy it..=( o00o0o..plus point..i wore a saree that night..tough task k..cant walk properly..and stuff..pic pic..took too long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats bout it i guess..i malas dah.still need to finish my UFR assignment...(50%) fcccck....dunno how..-_- lazeee to do..o well..till den..take care guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;black and bling night&lt;br /&gt;maison&lt;br /&gt;30 nov 2007&lt;br /&gt;RM30&lt;br /&gt;they'll be selling tix in campuses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a gala night sorta thing for all college students, each college sending their respective prom king &amp;amp; queen if im not mistaken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys+girls, msg me if u guys going k..or wanna go k..help ya guys get tix o sth.lim yong will be in kk..so he wouldnt be able to make it..and plan for year end!!! wooooohooooooooo..cant wait..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-3930196988256875321?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/3930196988256875321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=3930196988256875321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/3930196988256875321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/3930196988256875321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-online-on-my-laptop-infront-of.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-7402461171698654607</id><published>2007-10-06T02:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T02:50:38.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wouldn't It Be Nice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/xo2wRvJ04ss' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/xo2wRvJ04ss'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;memories remains..=) to all you girls out there all around the globe..=) *muax*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-7402461171698654607?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/7402461171698654607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=7402461171698654607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/7402461171698654607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/7402461171698654607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/10/wouldn-it-be-nice.html' title='Wouldn&amp;#39;t It Be Nice'/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-5313964812573549416</id><published>2007-10-06T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T03:07:34.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Remember the times where we went crazee and went hand in hand humming to "dadadadadadadadadadada" and singing during Conference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the time where we went crazee and wore minis plus shirts in conference when we are actually not suppose to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the time where we went crazee and embarass ourselves in the conference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eheh..actually not really embarrass..but to think about it now..it was funny..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back then..it was me, kimberley, jess, kar mun, jane, and huey bing..bimbos in the conference..eheh..=P sneak out at night go walk around and all..gossip bout the happenings in the 7 school..get busy in school..skipping class here and there (intentionally and unintentionally)..get busy posing in class..eheh..IU day, Installation..(not a leader back den, Sorry yea, but I do know myself) eheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wouldn't It Be Nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Wouldnt it be nice if we were older&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Then we wouldnt have to wait so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;And wouldnt it be nice to live together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;In the kind of world where we belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;You know its gonna make it that much better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;When we can say goodnight and stay together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Wouldnt it be nice if we could wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;In the morning when the day is new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;And after having spent the day together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Hold each other close the whole night through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Happy times together weve been spending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I wish that every kiss was neverending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Wouldnt it be nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Maybe if we think and wish and hope and pray it might come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Baby then there wouldnt be a single thing we couldnt do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;We could be married&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;And then wed be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Wouldnt it be nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;You know it seems the more we talk about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;It only makes it worse to live without it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;But lets talk about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Wouldnt it be nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RwaIcpVRe9I/AAAAAAAAAVM/Pg2dDsHG0VI/s1600-h/35523853658296l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RwaIcpVRe9I/AAAAAAAAAVM/Pg2dDsHG0VI/s320/35523853658296l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117928052265941970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nicey Picture When All are Here. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RwaIc5VRe-I/AAAAAAAAAVU/U41djVRUGz8/s1600-h/34338209046367l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RwaIc5VRe-I/AAAAAAAAAVU/U41djVRUGz8/s320/34338209046367l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117928056560909282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the few pic where all are around. our colours are very alike. =P Just Realise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RwaIc5VRe_I/AAAAAAAAAVc/VvG5KKckbd4/s1600-h/10621539737667l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RwaIc5VRe_I/AAAAAAAAAVc/VvG5KKckbd4/s320/10621539737667l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117928056560909298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The very one time. All 5 Toilet Gang are around. =P I  Think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RwaIc5VRfAI/AAAAAAAAAVk/EYohG1sly9U/s1600-h/11487296161140l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RwaIc5VRfAI/AAAAAAAAAVk/EYohG1sly9U/s320/11487296161140l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117928056560909314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Camwhoring in class before SPM. =P Whole CD full of all these pics. =P Dumbo days. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RwaIdJVRfBI/AAAAAAAAAVs/jD-1OjASZeo/s1600-h/13187755015812l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RwaIdJVRfBI/AAAAAAAAAVs/jD-1OjASZeo/s320/13187755015812l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117928060855876626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jess Bday at All Stars if Im not wrong. =). eheh. with Fung How. B-bians. =P. Hehe. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RwaJfJVRfCI/AAAAAAAAAV0/0sV5uvPnslk/s1600-h/15804124546430l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RwaJfJVRfCI/AAAAAAAAAV0/0sV5uvPnslk/s320/15804124546430l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117929194727242786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bbians Installation if Im not wrong. Eheh. Bracey still there. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RwaJfJVRfDI/AAAAAAAAAV8/3A8QyRVYNWI/s1600-h/33815668313932l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RwaJfJVRfDI/AAAAAAAAAV8/3A8QyRVYNWI/s320/33815668313932l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117929194727242802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One in Aussie, The other leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RwaJfZVRfEI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Aqg100mPXcE/s1600-h/5213750732220l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RwaJfZVRfEI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Aqg100mPXcE/s320/5213750732220l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117929199022210114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one in Russia. im all alone. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RwaJfZVRfFI/AAAAAAAAAWM/rFTa-u1Wujs/s1600-h/15985193433903l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RwaJfZVRfFI/AAAAAAAAAWM/rFTa-u1Wujs/s320/15985193433903l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117929199022210130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fat fat mun mun. =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you girls. take care yea. =)&lt;br /&gt;miss me till den. ill definitely miss u girls. *hugz* cya when all meets again. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-5313964812573549416?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/5313964812573549416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=5313964812573549416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/5313964812573549416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/5313964812573549416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/10/remember-times-where-we-went-crazee-and.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RwaIcpVRe9I/AAAAAAAAAVM/Pg2dDsHG0VI/s72-c/35523853658296l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-5759920877030346375</id><published>2007-09-30T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T02:17:35.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Places Ive been to for the past 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - One Utama&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Mid Valley&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - One Utama&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Damansara Utama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get sick of Peejay real soooon. Every week without fail, Ill visit OU, Curve, Ikano, Ikea, Hartamas, Cineleisure..all in peejay..blhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O well..thank gawd all for different purposes..went to OU on thurs for field trip..GSC..cost management..eheh..results? expected zero. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Chuck n Larry. =) Nicey nicey..though I seriously think the receptionist who sold us the ticket is a BITCH. a fat ass one. useless bugger. dun wanna release the reserved tix. wanna complain (forgot we're in msia. complainin doesnt work) bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch&lt;br /&gt;didnt get the reserve tix anyhow thanks to the bitch and thus we ended up at 2nd row fr d front, went home with neck ache..-_- thank gawd its worth the watch or...hmph..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept thru the night, o wait..galvin, burger, jia weih slept over my place for the weekend..just sent them back in the morning..just gonna update my blog a lil..=/ went for Carls..coz my dear fatty baby has been bugging me since last month to try it..fatty..he had portobello mushroom, jia weih had crispy chicken bacon and i had western bacon..*yummmmy* !!!! nicey nicey..=) love it..but its really big so next time must share..=) eheh..my fatter half didnt want to..so we had one each and both of them didnt finish their food..!!! make me fat..i finish mine..skipped bfast, lunch so dinner = 3 in 1...strategic planning..=P then went home after that dee..=/ just remembered..jia weih, u forgot to print your pictures..sorry..&lt;br /&gt;watched football the whole night..-_- man u playing..thank gawd they won..-_- eheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..here to update just a lil..wanna declare my blog resting/ under construction..gettin lazier...-_- till den..ciaoz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;western bacon!!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rv96uZVRe5I/AAAAAAAAAUs/UY91WXHAKHw/s1600-h/Image%28284%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rv96uZVRe5I/AAAAAAAAAUs/UY91WXHAKHw/s320/Image%28284%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115942639208856466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;portobello mushroom!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rv96upVRe6I/AAAAAAAAAU0/_QeHrbUtuMA/s1600-h/Image%28285%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rv96upVRe6I/AAAAAAAAAU0/_QeHrbUtuMA/s320/Image%28285%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115942643503823778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fatty pingu!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rv96u5VRe7I/AAAAAAAAAU8/Lb8a5zaG0QE/s1600-h/Image%28287%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rv96u5VRe7I/AAAAAAAAAU8/Lb8a5zaG0QE/s320/Image%28287%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115942647798791090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pretty girls!!! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rv96vJVRe8I/AAAAAAAAAVE/XNs-LvElKJo/s1600-h/Image%28290%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rv96vJVRe8I/AAAAAAAAAVE/XNs-LvElKJo/s320/Image%28290%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115942652093758402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;random pic i found on me and sis..=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rv96uJVRe4I/AAAAAAAAAUk/qVYKN3Vx3wg/s1600-h/me+n+sis.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rv96uJVRe4I/AAAAAAAAAUk/qVYKN3Vx3wg/s320/me+n+sis.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115942634913889154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okai..thats all..just some..they cut off my connection half way the other day..so lazy to repost pictures...o well...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-5759920877030346375?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/5759920877030346375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=5759920877030346375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/5759920877030346375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/5759920877030346375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/09/places-ive-been-to-for-past-4-days.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rv96uZVRe5I/AAAAAAAAAUs/UY91WXHAKHw/s72-c/Image%28284%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-1468133280036222215</id><published>2007-09-28T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T16:59:34.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okai. got bugged to update. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first post since im officially 19.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much bout being 19. same old same old. wisdom increase. stress increase. responsibility increase. fun lessen. sigh. still studying at nuc. luckily still with my baby galvin. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so birthday was fun. =) had frens over who threw a party in accordance of my baby g who managed to pull me out for&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; nice&lt;/span&gt; dinner.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;realli realli nice..&lt;/span&gt;okai okai. cannot expect much of nilai. think i was having pms den. was craving for goood fooooood all over the weeeek. =P so yea..it was nice la..i thought they were all gonna suprise me at the restaurant, but turned out to be at my place..and made me did embarassing stuff..amos tay and lim yong..if the video go near any website like youtube or yahoo video..ill never forgive u..hmph..so thanks guys!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***thanks to all my lovely friends out there who remembered and msgd, called, wished, and everything***muax***miss u guys***wouldnt be here without u guys***thanks to those who went to laundry the other day o..just missed u guys so called u guys out k..or we'll never go out..hmph..***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i also dunno wut to blog about..but one thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KL PAVILION IS OPEN AND SO IS MIDVALLEY THE GARDEN. ROBINSONS ARE HERE!!! Im waiting for their sales!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*muax* loves shopping*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I Need/Want :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  1. bag&lt;br /&gt;  2. flat&lt;br /&gt;  3. mini&lt;br /&gt;  4. skinny jean&lt;br /&gt;  5. handphone&lt;br /&gt;     *pls take note its all singular, eheh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     anyhow..cant spend much nowadays..budget budget budget..waiting for my pay to come in..-_- this ppl takes forever..-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     assignments are dued sooon..and thats sooooo not goooood news..-_- sux sux sux..sigh..to all u out there studying..gluck yea..and those overseas..MISS YA GUYS LOADZ!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-1468133280036222215?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/1468133280036222215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=1468133280036222215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/1468133280036222215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/1468133280036222215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/09/okai_28.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-4251508019295981551</id><published>2007-09-15T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T01:51:51.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is murni bad news?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or i just need to try williams..everytime i wanna go murni also sure sth's up..today none..but sth hpned..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..murni was nice..ma gawd..the crowd is crazzzeee..soooo maneee ppl..first time mamak sooooo freakin crowded...and their kitchen sooooo small...but okaila..=) it was ok onli..had mango special..nicey o..and indon mee (lousy) the indomie hawker one nicer (ss2 bside road side)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with zhien wei and chin fei..two jokers..pooor cfei always let daddy(zwei) zat..eheh..=P den later on..vic joined us with boyfriend and brother..all grown up..=/ anyhow..it was nice meeting up with friends again..=) enjoyed it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den the terror start..it was getting late..so paid our bills and go home lu..walked to my car..click the remote..car door refuse to unlock..crap..use key..got in..sat..start engine..start start..CANNOT START!!! wth..so keep trying lu..got worried..quickly called zwei..luckily he was just around the corner..try try..also cannot..den say battery exhausted..so call vic..see got the cable onot..dun have also!!! *note to self: get one in every car, and learn more about cars* ma gawd..so all of us gather round my slk..and think..finally..call chin fei..hoping that he'll have it..thank god he found those cables at his house..and thank gawd he live soooo near ss2..waited for him to come lu..o yea..and luckily zhien wei and yi hao (vic bf) knows how to jumpstart the car..SCARYY A!!! i didnt dare go near both the car at all..so me n vic stayed aside..=| we're girls bah..gotta learn more bout cars..well..at least i know how to jump start a car and what to do and what not to do anymore..=( think its my fault..think i left the lights on..dunno why so careles..crappppiee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow..&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;thanks guys!!! *hugz* dunno what im gonna do without u guys there just now..blllhh..i also dunno what to say..just realli greatful to have u guys..=) meant it from the bottom of my heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-4251508019295981551?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/4251508019295981551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=4251508019295981551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/4251508019295981551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/4251508019295981551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/09/is-murni-bad-news-or-i-just-need-to-try.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-7289700128771012919</id><published>2007-09-14T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T02:15:25.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dedicated to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;desmond tong chang wang&lt;/span&gt;. =) my old buddy of mine, in aussie, doing...dunno..eheh..probably sleeping right now..but found some good old pictures..though there are more than that..but bear with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rul6PGkg8QI/AAAAAAAAAUE/CRlI98VcNoc/s1600-h/IMG_2688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rul6PGkg8QI/AAAAAAAAAUE/CRlI98VcNoc/s320/IMG_2688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109749652108931330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pic of prom 2005..bear with me the ugly make up and hairdo..-_-'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;those were the days in band practice where we quarrel bout..eheh..i dunno&lt;br /&gt;those were the days where we include best friends list and enemies..in autograph books..&lt;br /&gt;those were the days teasing each other..tong sampah..etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rul6Pmkg8RI/AAAAAAAAAUM/QoCQE6c0hCc/s1600-h/IMG_4134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rul6Pmkg8RI/AAAAAAAAAUM/QoCQE6c0hCc/s320/IMG_4134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109749660698865938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dear capri..wherever u are right now..=P we shall meet again when u guys are back..*hugz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;those were the days where i got tease for going up to S class..hmph&lt;br /&gt;those were the days where we practise til 3 every saturday before sports day, playing the euphonium..&lt;br /&gt;those were the days where me, u n shaun were sitting at the back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;those were the days where i use to be a shorty in between u two..evil..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rul8omkg8TI/AAAAAAAAAUc/YE0frItbWGM/s1600-h/IMG_4136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rul8omkg8TI/AAAAAAAAAUc/YE0frItbWGM/s320/IMG_4136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109752289218851122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me, desmond, johnathan (anothr guy gone missing), capri, shaun (stuck at monash but still hot, cant belif i just said that, but wtv)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band practise, brainwashing the headmistress to let us skip tuition during form 6 for band practise..&lt;br /&gt;same primary, same high school..though u're at aussie..i still miss u k..evil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rul8n2kg8SI/AAAAAAAAAUU/eV8abWKCznQ/s1600-h/DSC01057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rul8n2kg8SI/AAAAAAAAAUU/eV8abWKCznQ/s320/DSC01057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109752276333949218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dessie dessie dessie dessie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;faster get a gf..=P thru all the years..hmph..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;i know this is random..but bear with me anyhow..lalalalalala..no moood..bumpy weeek with everything all together..miss ya guys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-7289700128771012919?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/7289700128771012919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=7289700128771012919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/7289700128771012919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/7289700128771012919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/09/dedicated-to-desmond-tong-chang-wang.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rul6PGkg8QI/AAAAAAAAAUE/CRlI98VcNoc/s72-c/IMG_2688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-2043187118150583069</id><published>2007-09-13T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T23:35:35.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>celebrating my 111 posts to all my friends out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*muax* *hugz* miss ya all soo sooooooo much! those abroad, faster come back. those leaving, dont. ill miss u. those here, take care and call me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mah kar mun out from ns. eheh.&lt;br /&gt;shanna tan shan shan and amos tay swee hui is officially a thing.&lt;br /&gt;ong szu-mei and mister lucky-guy also is a thing.&lt;br /&gt;mr eh-hem and miss eh-hem as well.&lt;br /&gt;and everything la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it me or is love in the air..*september rawks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shanna, kelvin, elizabeth james, farah halijah and mr cheng leong aka cow are leaving to UK. all the best guys. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow. september still rawks! muuahahahha..its the time of the month..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*zen is stoning, thinking bout all of u guys*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-2043187118150583069?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/2043187118150583069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=2043187118150583069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/2043187118150583069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/2043187118150583069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/09/celebrating-my-111-posts-to-all-my.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-8575369546951152305</id><published>2007-09-08T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T22:57:54.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>day starts at 9.30am, where i took  less den 15 minutes to jump off the bed and get into the car with my bfast (my only source of energy) and go all the way to Sunway Pyramid. dumb dumb place. traffic sux there today. dunno wuz going on there. EVIL. of all days. it has to be 8th of September 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yea. why am i there again? mummy wanna go to california fitness there. official launching and dear Mr Jacky Chan will be there. yup. Jacky Chan. Im not a big big big fan of his. but Im jsut going there for the workout. SERIOUS. =) traffic resulted in mummy unpunctuality in class. =P not me. eheh. I have nothing against bodycombat (boxing to the air, hitting the air), just dislike it. =) so went to supa street class!!! =) cute instructor plus dancing plus good music makes me happy!!! =) eheh. so like dat lu. went for dancing class and another bodypump (muscle toning, using bars and weights) and my muscle all aching like hell now. damn freaking long never work out. gotta start. am heavier, muscle losing its shape (not that i think i have any) and stamina sux big time and laziness increasing. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea..after that we went out for lunch..eheh..i had RATTATOUILE!!! =) Delifrance la..got rattatouile..its not bad la..a vegetarian dish..would taste so much better with meat and pepperoni and more cheeeese...*muax* i love cheeeeeeeeese!!! and for those who have yet watch rattatouile..its a must-watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yea. my mum decided to wait for jacky chan after that. he's no different from movies. same hair, same everything. =/ same cheekiness..only got two random pic. which is sooo freaking blur..=| anyhow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RuK4GEHNXBI/AAAAAAAAATs/fxFwxQDIO3Q/s1600-h/Image%28265%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RuK4GEHNXBI/AAAAAAAAATs/fxFwxQDIO3Q/s320/Image%28265%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107847341714267154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RuK4GUHNXCI/AAAAAAAAAT0/AwBnvuZBXxg/s1600-h/Image%28266%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RuK4GUHNXCI/AAAAAAAAAT0/AwBnvuZBXxg/s320/Image%28266%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107847346009234466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bayangan bayangan sahaja. sorry. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all la..malas nak update..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET FACEBOOK! im gonna upload more piccies up there..lazy upload one by one..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*muax* signing off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-8575369546951152305?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/8575369546951152305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=8575369546951152305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/8575369546951152305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/8575369546951152305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/09/day-starts-at-9.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RuK4GEHNXBI/AAAAAAAAATs/fxFwxQDIO3Q/s72-c/Image%28265%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-9089634708944078688</id><published>2007-09-08T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T01:27:54.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My blog is dead.&lt;br /&gt;Im stoning&lt;br /&gt;Im bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People. Get Facebook. Easier to uipload pic. so All up there. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go get it. its fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;ciaoz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;add me as well&lt;br /&gt;zcui12@hotmail.com. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*muax*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loving every1..especially baby penguin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all u girls out there..one in aussie, one in states, one in russia..one coing out from ns..one with boy boy in subang i tihnk atm..I MISS U GIRLS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ong szu-mei..more pictures! jiaweihchong..get your arse back here before landing in nottingham..=P o yea..pictures at facebook..=P including proms..=) oki :) shannashanshantan..eat more n come back..amosia missy u..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hugz* ciaoz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-9089634708944078688?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/9089634708944078688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=9089634708944078688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/9089634708944078688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/9089634708944078688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-blog-is-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-7792924218430513928</id><published>2007-08-14T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T17:10:30.656+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RAGE'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why men just don't listen?&lt;br /&gt;why adults just dont listen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only human know when to stop.&lt;br /&gt;there'll wouldnt be drunkiness&lt;br /&gt;there wouldnt be illness&lt;br /&gt;there wouldnt be a day where ppl die of overdosage&lt;br /&gt;there wouldnt be a day of addiction&lt;br /&gt;there wouldnt be tears or anger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humans just got to stop talking and listen&lt;br /&gt;though the listening part maybe crap. AT LEAST TRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in less than 2 hours. twice?&lt;br /&gt;stop assuming.&lt;br /&gt;stop accusing.&lt;br /&gt;check before you begin.&lt;br /&gt;listen before you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one's perfect&lt;br /&gt;so learn to shaddup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still learning&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-7792924218430513928?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/7792924218430513928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=7792924218430513928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/7792924218430513928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/7792924218430513928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/08/why-men-just-dont-listen-why-adults.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-749310461976180806</id><published>2007-07-29T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T23:59:17.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;finals over.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im done. im through.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;exam sucks. hmph. no idea how i did. dont wanna know also. sucks sucks sucks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I finally permed my hair!!! =P curly-fied now..muuahahaha..those were the days of straight hair..=/ im ok with it..want it to loosen first..den..muauahahaha..*shock sendiri* anyway..im bored..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/805508"&gt;&lt;img alt="Leaderboard" src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/805508/2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;galvin lim wee kiat. compulsory. muahahaha..=P bored broed bored..i wanna go out..so peeeeps in kl..find me!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all go back dee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shanna Tan Shan Shan - Take Care. =) Safe journey back home o..=) I kehabisan credit..whole day cannot message anyone..sorry ya..=( I know u bck home dee..=) *hugs* gonna miss ya..fast come back..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jia Weih - Sei Lui Bao. Come back for prom la! eheh..i know u also went back dee..meditating at home..take good care of ya cat cat..very cute..=) and take care k??? same reason y i cant msg u..=( nv go out..=( take care *hugs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tried online banking..dumb bank..still need to go to the branch get card and stuff only can use..wth..hmph..evil..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;till den..we shall all rest in peace til the next battle begins..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-749310461976180806?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/749310461976180806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=749310461976180806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/749310461976180806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/749310461976180806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/07/finals-over.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-3634257901531403984</id><published>2007-07-22T21:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T21:26:29.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat penguin running</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/H23bCGYElj0' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/H23bCGYElj0'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lalala..fat pengui running..in remembrance of my baby pingu!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-3634257901531403984?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/3634257901531403984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=3634257901531403984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/3634257901531403984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/3634257901531403984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/07/fat-penguin-running.html' title='Fat penguin running'/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-5532232653649012917</id><published>2007-07-22T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T21:39:23.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;getting stuck in nilai in your house with nothing except yourself and lappie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;equals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;books+lousy food+stoning session+calls on and off (thank god)+sudoku+UGLYBETTY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuck in my house at desa palma for the weekend. was suppose to be back in Bangsar for primary school gathering (yup, we still see each other) but gotta turn them down..coz really gotta concentrate on my papers. 2 of them screwed. leave me with no choice but to shut myself from reality and just stone in the room and turn into a nerd. nerd with huge reading glasses and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea..thats it..bout my weekend..praying hard my next two papers arre not crappy..cant really take the stress..y the hell would i need to maintain my cgpa when i aint getting honours for it??? aahhhh!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea..im just gonna realease stress atm..and start uploading pictures..hehe..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNa6asIKfI/AAAAAAAAATU/kHtV2mjvMHk/s1600-h/IMG_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNa6asIKfI/AAAAAAAAATU/kHtV2mjvMHk/s320/IMG_0073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090011963502111218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is braden's back..eheh..i dunno why..but yea..his back..and he slim down damn alot!!! and went on and on counting calories as i eat that day..wth..its BRaden Hoh Han Lyam!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNa6asIKgI/AAAAAAAAATc/OWA6MYQ9I5A/s1600-h/IMG_0083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNa6asIKgI/AAAAAAAAATc/OWA6MYQ9I5A/s320/IMG_0083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090011963502111234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;zhien wei n huey bing..smile so funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNa6qsIKhI/AAAAAAAAATk/TDoLBU7ycc4/s1600-h/IMG_0086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNa6qsIKhI/AAAAAAAAATk/TDoLBU7ycc4/s320/IMG_0086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090011967797078546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;brad n me..we spent quite a lot of time killing time posing..skill refining..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNaVasIKaI/AAAAAAAAASs/-V4XxsMzv3k/s1600-h/IMG_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNaVasIKaI/AAAAAAAAASs/-V4XxsMzv3k/s320/IMG_0059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090011327846951330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the guys..contaminating bing's swing swing..think the spring loosen alot that night..so many fatty's on top..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNaVasIKbI/AAAAAAAAAS0/PGSe6bt14f4/s1600-h/IMG_0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNaVasIKbI/AAAAAAAAAS0/PGSe6bt14f4/s320/IMG_0054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090011327846951346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eheh..braddie and his kawaii-ness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNaV6sIKcI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ogVwxcePGDc/s1600-h/IMG_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNaV6sIKcI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ogVwxcePGDc/s320/IMG_0035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090011336436885954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bday girl deserves a kiss..no wait..2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNaV6sIKdI/AAAAAAAAATE/DB-gq6rZTHc/s1600-h/IMG_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNaV6sIKdI/AAAAAAAAATE/DB-gq6rZTHc/s320/IMG_0065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090011336436885970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eat eat..its all going down to your thighs brad!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNZqKsIKVI/AAAAAAAAASE/eqpXOvYMhKU/s1600-h/IMG_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNZqKsIKVI/AAAAAAAAASE/eqpXOvYMhKU/s320/IMG_0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090010584817609042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;somehow..3 of us end up in the same colour..Goeh Kien (guy on left) went clubbing with the same shirt the night before!!! eeeewwwwwww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNZqKsIKWI/AAAAAAAAASM/AfiorMKFCpc/s1600-h/IMG_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNZqKsIKWI/AAAAAAAAASM/AfiorMKFCpc/s320/IMG_0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090010584817609058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bacardi apple..nicey nicey..=) i DID NOT drink..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNZqasIKXI/AAAAAAAAASU/oNT-5WWBNYE/s1600-h/IMG_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNZqasIKXI/AAAAAAAAASU/oNT-5WWBNYE/s320/IMG_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090010589112576370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pretty girls..always..muahahhahahha..2 taken..one available..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNZqqsIKYI/AAAAAAAAASc/HtUOqTEEtGk/s1600-h/IMG_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNZqqsIKYI/AAAAAAAAASc/HtUOqTEEtGk/s320/IMG_0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090010593407543682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i love this picture..they loook so jolly..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNZqqsIKZI/AAAAAAAAASk/xrcuOm6spaI/s1600-h/IMG_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNZqqsIKZI/AAAAAAAAASk/xrcuOm6spaI/s320/IMG_0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090010593407543698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all of us..ma gawd..the corwd just keeps going smaller..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats the end of bing's party...dun kill me for late posting of pictures okai..exams killingme..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;..random pictures..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNX5qsIKQI/AAAAAAAAARc/nhnE0dpp73g/s1600-h/Image%28211%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNX5qsIKQI/AAAAAAAAARc/nhnE0dpp73g/s320/Image%28211%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090008652082325762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is what hpns when ya daddy gets cute..they buy soft toy..to cover their clubs..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNX56sIKRI/AAAAAAAAARk/HKyMCbyesaE/s1600-h/Image%28214%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNX56sIKRI/AAAAAAAAARk/HKyMCbyesaE/s320/Image%28214%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090008656377293074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my baby studying..posing only..hmph..miss ya loadzz...forgot to mention..he's back in bp..thats y im all alone here..=( or else still got someone to talk to and disturb..=( miss him loadszzzz..faster come back!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNX6KsIKSI/AAAAAAAAARs/Q8JMda2caYg/s1600-h/-pic-063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNX6KsIKSI/AAAAAAAAARs/Q8JMda2caYg/s320/-pic-063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090008660672260386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and baby in greeeeen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNX6asIKTI/AAAAAAAAAR0/giGpDHpsG04/s1600-h/IMG_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNX6asIKTI/AAAAAAAAAR0/giGpDHpsG04/s320/IMG_0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090008664967227698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my collection of swarowski..=) nicey nciey..penguin cutest!!! thanks ya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNX6qsIKUI/AAAAAAAAAR8/1bkZHPJ-LXs/s1600-h/IMG_0104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNX6qsIKUI/AAAAAAAAAR8/1bkZHPJ-LXs/s320/IMG_0104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090008669262195010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rusian chocolate..first impression=yuck..(sorrry bing) but this is nice!!! for men..muuahahaha..its nice..seriously..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNU3qsIKLI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PMnpOJb1BGg/s1600-h/Image%28168%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNU3qsIKLI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/PMnpOJb1BGg/s320/Image%28168%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090005319187703986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a toast to us..20072007..thanks for being there always..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNU4KsIKMI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/NhSAhSJJD1Y/s1600-h/Image%28196%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNU4KsIKMI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/NhSAhSJJD1Y/s320/Image%28196%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090005327777638594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNU4qsIKOI/AAAAAAAAARM/j2KQAKGIZoo/s1600-h/Image%28159%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNU4qsIKOI/AAAAAAAAARM/j2KQAKGIZoo/s320/Image%28159%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090005336367573218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNU46sIKPI/AAAAAAAAARU/wH4oONDM6gQ/s1600-h/Image%28204%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNU46sIKPI/AAAAAAAAARU/wH4oONDM6gQ/s320/Image%28204%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090005340662540530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;same landyard..hehe..cute kan..bllllhhh..he stole gong's..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNU4asIKNI/AAAAAAAAARE/Miz-ilMIkYs/s1600-h/Image%28156%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNU4asIKNI/AAAAAAAAARE/Miz-ilMIkYs/s320/Image%28156%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090005332072605906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orphanages just make ya feel lucky..to be able to contribute and see them smile..is just blissful..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;alrighty..thats all folks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;going back to books..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;nerd alert!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;nerd alert!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-5532232653649012917?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/5532232653649012917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=5532232653649012917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/5532232653649012917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/5532232653649012917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/07/getting-stuck-in-nilai-in-your-house.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RqNa6asIKfI/AAAAAAAAATU/kHtV2mjvMHk/s72-c/IMG_0073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-2314876254912327073</id><published>2007-07-15T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T00:13:38.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A special moment&lt;br /&gt;Indeed one where I find out how I miss high school. I miss the intensity of being part of the team, making sure that the event is a success. Congrats to Girl Guides of CHS. =) You guys did a gr8 job. Especially the slide show. =) So proud of you girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went there with the impression of just passing them what they need, letting it be and go shop. Amcorp Mall's flea market!!! It's beeeeeeen soooooooo freaking long since I've been to flea market. I miss it soooo much!!! Kiara's sunday noon flea mart, Curve (no longer..so commercialise and always same few vendors one..-_-')..o0oo0o..found a new one at Bangsar Shopping Centre..this is the typical Bangsar's flea market..everything's expensive there..-_-' I wanna go to bangkok..hmph..the night mart there is superb..muuahahha..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..back to night gathering..hmmm..spent a nice time there..=) miss guides..miss the girls..=) All leaving for another continent..Me Staying Back here in Msia..thats that..nothing can change that fact I guess..Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Programme Book were nicey..i like page 13..ill write in brief..it tells us to look forward with high aims and hope to whatever that we'll be doing in future. To look around with joy and goodwill, be thankful of what has been accomplish and then press on with renewed vigour, with helping initiative, and with broadened outlook, towards the highest goal, not forgetting to lend a helping hand to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. I think Interact and Guiding really helped me alot to realise who i am and what i want to be. Pushed my self esteem, learnt how to speak up, and most of all, learn how to work with people. Different people from everywhere. Now when i look back at them, I see myself, see myself being as nervous as them, as inexperience as them..Pretty sure they'll turn out successful..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats that i guess..=) Night Gathering is fun!!! so are campfires!!! all scouts and guides out there have to agree!!! sadly, selangor state department's gonna banned all such activities..-_-'&lt;br /&gt;sigh..o yea..for the 2nd time in a row for night gathering..policemen came warning us for our pa system and loud music..muuuahahhaaha..nothing to be proud of..but just funny..hehe..the good old days..when im in charge..i just laugh it out..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma baked fruit cake..=) nicey..with lotsa rum..terrible..i can feel it so rich in ma mouth..=p and its been years since i went on a day without a proper meal..proud..hehe..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till den..cya..back to nerdyland..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-2314876254912327073?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/2314876254912327073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=2314876254912327073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/2314876254912327073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/2314876254912327073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/07/special-moment-indeed-one-where-i-find.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-5974533012494678592</id><published>2007-07-14T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T02:49:12.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyone can clearly define what is it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and exactly interpret the meaning and put it into words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;to fall in love is the primary stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;to stay in love is the criticial/maintenance stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;to fall out of love is the final stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;or was it happily ever after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;never get married when you fall in love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how true is true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;divorcee rate is rising as the year passes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who's gonna explain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;puppy love is a waste of time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but it makes someone stronger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;what do ya think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dun doubt myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dun trust myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its not easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its not tough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;giving up is easier when you love someone enough to hate them and let them go&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/12325912-5974533012494678592?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/5974533012494678592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=5974533012494678592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/5974533012494678592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/5974533012494678592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/07/love-anyone-can-clearly-define-what-is.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-7776539055474485587</id><published>2007-07-13T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T22:59:48.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aiks.&lt;br /&gt;exam study week sux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls. women. ladies. read la. im bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AVOID Eating Chicken WINGS frequently - Especially Ladies Avoid eating chicken wings frequently - ladies especially a true story...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of mine recently had a growth in her womb and she underwent  an operation to remove the cyst. The cyst removed was filled with a dark coloured blood. She thought that she would be recovered after the surgery but she was terribly wrong.A relapse occurred just a few months later. Distressed, she rushed down to her gynecologist for a consultation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During her consultation, her doctor asked her a question that puzzled her. He ask if she was a frequent consumer of chicken wings and she replied yes wondering as to how, he knew of her eating habits.You see, the truth is in this modern day and age; chickens are injected with steroids to accelerate their growth so that the needs of  this society can be met. This need is none other than the need for food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chickens that are injected with steroids are usually given the shot at the neck or the wings. Therefore, it is in these places that the highest concentration of steroids exists. These steroids have terrifying effects on the body as it accelerates growth. It has an even more dangerous effect in the presence of female hormones, this leads to women being more prone to the growth of a cyst in the womb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I advise the people out there to watch their diets and to lower their frequency of consuming chicken wings! People, who receive this email, please forward it to your friends and  loved ones. I am sure no one wants to see him or her suffer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do Good, Think Good! Notice from St. Joseph Health System Charmaine Wilson Agricultural Statistician USDA-NASSLivestock Section Office: 202-690-2168&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..heard bout this before but someone doubted me..so damn u..hmph..told ya i was right..it was facts from my grandma..and of course she knows bout this more than u! hmph!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-7776539055474485587?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/7776539055474485587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=7776539055474485587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/7776539055474485587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/7776539055474485587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/07/aiks.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-2157562188657912278</id><published>2007-07-04T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T23:09:18.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>u'll never know when u're ready to accept new responsibilities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;u'll never know how much u can accept&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u'll never know u're advantages and disadvantages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u'll never find out what lies ahead of u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;life is everything except easy and fair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;back in bangsar for the rest of the week. or so. so peeps from aussie such as brad, shuang, des and all. call me oki? though im bound to meet half of u this weekend. cant wait. miss ya guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watch transformers with shanna, amos, chris and galv 2day. left 5 of us. where's yilan, burger, szu, jweih, nic n steph..sesat-ed..anyway..didnt get to spend much time there..and the movie is nice..unexpectedly..never really like comic-turned-movies..graphics usually sux and darn freaking unreal..but guess this is okai..=/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my dear kimberley leaving this friday..my gawd..so freaking soon..sigh..take care girl..i missed her farewell last night in luna bar..darn it..after more den a year planning to go there..finally they are and im in college..promised them..so cant reverse it..=/ but it was okay anyway..got my hair done again..spnsored..luckily turn out okai..and im sooooo gonna durl my hair..o well..=/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pictures pictures..speaks louder than words..bpred of writing..bored of everything..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083357563458999314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rou2xWxE1BI/AAAAAAAAAPk/qvIZ2_-71rY/s320/DSCN8832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and the girls..lby, me, yan n pei xin&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083357576343901234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rou2yGxE1DI/AAAAAAAAAP0/oKppj_TedLU/s320/DSCN8842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;me and the guys..L, jones n billy (he can breakdance really well and actually gt paid doing adverts for it..how evil)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083357567753966626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rou2xmxE1CI/AAAAAAAAAPs/SMy2F7A3Flg/s320/DSCN8834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;all of us..after the catwalking..eheh..their hair very very colourful..luckily i stop them..ma god..no offense..but not my thing..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083357580638868546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rou2yWxE1EI/AAAAAAAAAP8/fhlVVwbcDro/s320/DSCN8855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;me and both my emcees of the night..sim and maran..first timers..=) overeall a gr8 night..except that my dear vgs n galv wasnt there..-_-' so gotta get use to this now..no nobody..me, myself n i with my big mouth going around keeping myself entertained and accompanied..help..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-2157562188657912278?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/2157562188657912278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=2157562188657912278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/2157562188657912278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/2157562188657912278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/07/ull-never-know-when-ure-ready-to-accept.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rou2xWxE1BI/AAAAAAAAAPk/qvIZ2_-71rY/s72-c/DSCN8832.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-4541241779314821725</id><published>2007-07-01T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T14:32:52.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#006600;"&gt;a mcd's choc sundae and lappie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#006600;"&gt;perfect for a sunday's afternoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 8+. my gawd. first time since ever ive woke up so early. went bfast with yen. new found twin whom shares the same bday with sis. eheh. anyway. catched up. and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;subway&lt;/span&gt; is nice!!! =) and for the fact that i didnt feel stuffed after that is a plus point. muuahahahaha..=) nicey nicey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back. whole fam out. =( home alone 7. so drove out. hehe. =) having a car is nice okai. even though its just a kancil. and its MANUAL! its still nciey nicey. so drove myself to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bangsar shopping centre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to snooop around. most importantly their market place which happens every fortnight. =) found really nice accessories..but i still miss mount kiara's flea market..miss all the kewl accessories..mummy..where are u..i dun really know the way there..but roughly know..but never tell them i went out..so better not go..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so back to BSC..never change much actually..still the typical high class shopping mall with places to eat..more than shop..didnt find anything nice at all..-_-' so yea..disappointed..was gonna go dress hunting..but cannot find any at all..:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent less den an hour there..my dear apple shop is close down..:( canot shop for skin..=( but den again..CASHLESS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next stop. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JALAN TELAWI&lt;/span&gt;. first stop &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;elo&lt;/span&gt;. found my flats!!! RM2o!!! steal. gonna go back n get it later. hehe. never bring enough cash. =P nicey nicey. happy happy. coz yesterday shopping cannot find any at all..so yea..satisfied. cats whisker next..before this new place call mooiez os sth like that..i found really nice shorts and shirt the last time i was there..was gonna give it a try..but cant find it..=( sad a..i hate it when i give 2nd thoughts and go back for it..just so unfair..=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cats whiskers&lt;/span&gt; next in the list. AAAHHHH!!! found off shoulder..think i should get it la..but not sure..dilemma..eheh..and..mylist goes on..actually..tooo many stuff..too many shops..for those who loves shopping..please drop by bangsar..its seriously a kewl place..and i miss Ms Read's choc tower drink..wwwaaahhhhd chocolatey taste..fetish for chocs..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crave starts..i miss ms read, bakerzin, alexis, telawi street bistro, flams, canteena's lunch, mamaks, nirvana, montes, and and..so many more..gooood fooood makes me hyper!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;longing d days of freeedom..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o wait wait..found the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;perfect dress&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..it jst slips on me like its taylormade for me. only 2 in the whole malaysia..its simply perfect..elegance with a hint of simplicity..sexy yet unrevealing..the tenderness and smoothness of sheeer cloth on ya skin..d flare which captures even the royalties..warehouse presents spotlight..the perfect dress for zen..COST RM 843!!! wtf..aaahhhh..warehouse fast go on sale!!! thanks to mkm who succeeded to get her 700+ at 70% off just gave me hope again..and i fit perfectly at size 6!!! crap crap crap crap!!! onli 2 pieces..i dun wanna grow any thinner or fatter..=P eheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finals coming..stress a..probably my lst week of shopping..until july 26th..:( sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then..miss me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yea..my baby still complaining bout his pain on his leg..=( any idea anyone? medic student??? sigh..hope he gets better soooon..=( worries for him..feel like going back now..but parents all not back yet..=( &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;baby take care..miss ya loadz..faster get well..we go learn swimming..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082110820352316386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RodI3WxE0-I/AAAAAAAAAPM/C2PnRQjnGNo/s320/949303081l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;my baby's assignment's prototype..=P i designed it..loooks real doesnt it..muahahahha..so proud o..and guys..dun go looking durex doesnt have this product..=P&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082110820352316402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RodI3WxE0_I/AAAAAAAAAPU/dOah61yHCqw/s320/DSCN7983.jpg" border="0" /&gt;me and my baby when his leg is still okai..=(&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082111889799173122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RodJ1mxE1AI/AAAAAAAAAPc/boS1Cb8CLqc/s320/727046587l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;my baby's leg now..release alongwith transformers..=P real life..sigh..it looks cool..doesnt it..wait till he tak it of..worried aa...sigh..get well get well get well..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dats it for now i guess..worried bout my baby..=(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-4541241779314821725?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/4541241779314821725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=4541241779314821725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/4541241779314821725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/4541241779314821725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/07/mcds-choc-sundae-and-lappie-perfect-for.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RodI3WxE0-I/AAAAAAAAAPM/C2PnRQjnGNo/s72-c/949303081l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-1263541034299519442</id><published>2007-06-30T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T00:43:07.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life's been tough for the past month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;preparation for galv bday. he's officially 20. old and old. eheh. love ya loadz.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;assignments assignments assignments. management was okai. accounting was stupid (22/30 how low can it go???) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tutorials tutorials tutorials. econs. it. done done done. stressful. but finished.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;magazine dateline. DONE and DONE. everything's over. 60 pages of a college magazine. done and for all. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kar mun left for national service. huey bing's back. kim's leaving. ahhh..gonna miss u girls. TAKE CARE.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;leadership camp. nicey nicey. but tiring. been so looong sinc ive been to one and yea. pretty sux at it nowadays. use to be able to stay up late. but. tis time. by two. im knocked off. how xucky can i be? sorry nana. know we're suppose to hang out during the last night. eheh. but was seriously knocked off. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bbq party by UNNIC. sorry didnt help much. =( but turned out well. enjoyed the foood! cambodian swee kwei is nice!!! =) so is theirs pumpkin desert/dessert. correct me! and and..nice la..and dance floor was kewl~!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;baby galvin got admitted to hospital. fractured ankle. so now. he's cast. cast away from the world of walking with two legs. he's limping now. sigh..get wel soon k baby? dun move around so much. and he's bound to get fatter. =P dr thong gave me permission to stop him from futsal/futbol. so yea. home from now onwards. HMPH! dun listen to me sumore la. anyway. a glimpse. on his new cooool booots. released alongwith TRANSFORMERS (i wanna watch)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bloood donation. organizers please take note. if u're inchrge. make sre u be there when the hospitals inchrged are there. ma god. -_-' bad management.hmph. ooooo..donated 450ml. 2nd time. and i almost fainted. =P go back tell mummmy den let her lecture. should have listen to baby and donated 250. o well..degil..too bad la..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;installation. omg. its over. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;dats in one month. imagine the whole semester. with dance competition. and everything. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next month (August)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;new semester. time management important.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;AND 1 streetball chlenge.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;PROM! yippeee..wanna start shopping for dress, heels, makeup..and need to get cash!!! =P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ooooo..new haircut!!! miko here i come..=)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lazy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway. stressful nowadays. dunno wut im doing half of the time. i seriously need to learn how to say no and declining responsibilities and not be soft hearted. I gotta be selfish to get my own personal time. think i spent less den 10% of my time alone in my room nowadyas. and its always messy coz of time. blhh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;btw..GREY's anatomy rox! loving it. =) meredith is pretty..love her aura..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i wanna learn how to cook dee..im seriously etting sick of eating out..miss my mummy's home cook food, miss my grandma's western, miss my other grandma's sunday lunch and dinner..:'( eee...how i wish i stay at home..=( now all i get is packet pastas, simple maggi goreng, and..hawker +mamak food..plus..no vege rice..and canteen foood. PATHTIC!! nice for the first sem..but after htat..i wana start cooking cooking cooking..no fun cooking for me n baby g..i want my mum..=(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i miss redang..i miss the beach..i miss the sun sea sand..i miss the sea..i miss the corals..i miss the fish..i miss the feel of sand at your feet..miss the saltiness on your tongue..miss the relaxation..miss the wind..ahhh..i wanna go BALI, TIOMAN, SIPADAN, LANG TENGAH, HAWAII, MALDIVES, and everywhere..!!!! im a sunny girl..which explains my skin colour..stop complaining.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So yea..last week was terrible..especially when i receive call saying tht galv broke his leg. i practically jump outta bed..was gonna start crying..but figured its no use. action speaks louder than anything else..was gonna wait for him, but ended up..gotta send him to the hosp..with gong..sorry for troubling..seriously..felt bad..&lt;br /&gt;the broken leg as actually fractured..so yea..it should be okai..he got admitted to the hospital..for a night..seriously..i was neutral all the way..dunno whether to cry or laugh..just worried..found out how important he is..once he got discharged..practically let it all out..apart of me still hope he gets better..stupid G fractured his leg at the wrong time..make my life hard..this is what u wann hear right? seriously..the things i did plus sacrifice is outta voluntary n love..take care..okai?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sigh..i have lots to share actually.what i learnt for the past few months n everything..just..dont seem to have to mood to type it all out..=( sorry guys..maybe another time..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-1263541034299519442?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/1263541034299519442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=1263541034299519442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/1263541034299519442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/1263541034299519442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/06/lifes-been-tough-for-past-month.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-8494256816964734889</id><published>2007-06-27T09:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T09:03:46.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life is just so painful sometimes it keeps us wondering whether we are alive or dead&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-8494256816964734889?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/8494256816964734889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=8494256816964734889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/8494256816964734889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/8494256816964734889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/06/life-is-just-so-painful-sometimes-it.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-3823207223009814092</id><published>2007-06-22T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T10:03:24.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Assignments all over. Finally Done with it,&lt;br /&gt;Last few weeks were HELL, and when I said it, I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;Degree ain't relaxing at all, especially when you have other responsibilities to think about, How I wish I'm staying at home, at the comfort of my parents, never need to worry about the apartment, transportation, cash, meals. and every other little things that seem to get into my head nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning where Im suppose to be in class right now..den again..I'm here blogging..=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with the girls yesterday..just a tiny one..but lotsa updatings done i can say.  Those were the days where we walk and walk and walk non stop shopping and now..hehe..barely a few hours and we gotta sit down yam cha twice..all because of HEELS..sacrifices for beauty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to drive around, and learn not to speed up anymore..somehow..driving a kancil is different from a merz..the feeling is just different.. and somehow..i tend to speed with kancil..-_-' and not merz..merz scared..now think back kancil should be worst..-_-' sorry girls..but got u there anyway..hmph..dun complain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that would probably be the last time im seeing all of them at once..seriously..after this year..all would be gone..kim in aus..bing in russia, mun in..(somewhere)..all of our semester break will be different..so chances of gathering up again is..10%..? thinking bout it isnt a nice thing..ill miss u girls alot k..you girls better miss me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RnstZgguzII/AAAAAAAAAO8/DLbBo05h110/s1600-h/DSC00180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RnstZgguzII/AAAAAAAAAO8/DLbBo05h110/s320/DSC00180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078702921037565058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea..BRADEN IS BACK..suppose to be la..friday morning..-_-' sorry aint able to meet u through the weekend o..Ill be in camp..-_-' wish me luck&lt;br /&gt;its beeeen sooooo freaking looong since ive been to this kinda thingy..=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yea..Im going to APRRC!!! rotaract conference..whoever out there going..inform me yea!!! =) till then.. miss me..and ill miss you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-3823207223009814092?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/3823207223009814092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=3823207223009814092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/3823207223009814092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/3823207223009814092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/06/assignments-all-over.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RnstZgguzII/AAAAAAAAAO8/DLbBo05h110/s72-c/DSC00180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-5293131592894086180</id><published>2007-06-16T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T01:18:40.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>soooo loooooooong since ive blogged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stressed up&lt;br /&gt;worst ive ever felt&lt;br /&gt;never knew it would be this bad&lt;br /&gt;everything is just cool the way it use to be&lt;br /&gt;why cant it just stay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun realli wanna start my new post with a tantrum o wutsoeva. but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BITCH! IF YOU DONT KNOW ME DONT JUDGE ME OR BITCH BOUT ME AT MY BACK COZ I DONT DO THAT TO YOU WHORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dislike people who judge me or bitch bout me when they dont know me at all. including those hi bye so called friends coz YOU just dont have the right to so GET OUTTA MY LIFE IF&lt;br /&gt;U DUN LIKE ME coz i definitely wouldnt give YOU a second thought anyway if I find out later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we go, treating ppl as unbias as possible, smiling at all familiar faces, how many of those that smile back is sincere? how many of those smiles are you sure that it also meant a smile that smiles back at you and not "she's a whore" hidden smile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVING PEOPLE WHO DISLIKES YOU DOES NOT MEAN YOU NEED TO BITCH BOUT OTHERS JUST TO GET OTHERS TO DISLIKE THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WINNING ISNT EVERYTHING, IF IT IS. ALL OF US SHALL BE DEAd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DONT JUDGE ME IF YOU DONT KNOW ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-5293131592894086180?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/5293131592894086180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=5293131592894086180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/5293131592894086180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/5293131592894086180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/06/soooo-loooooooong-since-ive-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-4533070366453353628</id><published>2007-06-03T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T23:44:28.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RmLhXC2MoYI/AAAAAAAAAO0/q6vgnjFyGaY/s1600-h/5213750732220l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So what if we're at an age where we do not know much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a twenty year old girl, I sure know that I want stability and security in the person that I love and likely, the person that I would spend the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with. Yes, happy ever after love can exist in our time too. I'm only a woman and I cannot see myself fending for a man who is neither here nor there in his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen many relationships fail because of the lack of ambition in the boys. At an age where it is time to graduate from university or even holding a proper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;job (say 22 years old to 24 years old), there are many boyfriends who just don't feel the drive to get out of university or even let go of their unrealistic dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to find themselves proper jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many boyfriends waste their life away indulging in computer games when they have exams to study for and how will this look to a woman who is coming of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;age? She can see right through that bad boy facade. It just doesn't work that way anymore. If you have no drive, there wouldn't be a future together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming from the traditional school of thoughts, getting serious with someone means going the whole nine yard together. Courtship, the compulsory living in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sin together before marriage and then marriage is all part and parcel of a relationship these days. A lasting real one, I suppose. But how are you supposed to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believe that you can spend your life with someone who has no directions at such a crucial time in their lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person who just doesn't wanna excel, a person who is sick of books, a person who switches courses time and time again not knowing what fits him, a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;person who holds on to teenage ideals when it's clearly time to embrace the ways of a man... is not fit for a woman who wants something serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's little surprise why younger women go for older men. The stability and security that they crave for is there. It's true that money is enticing but it's not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;necessarily the only thing that attracts. Most women would rather make their own dough anyway given the situation these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're ready for a relationship, you must be ready for its responsibilities as well. How can a woman view a man as trustworthy when he can't even decide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to shape his life as how society sees fit? What kind of husband would he be in the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To some weird people, money might not be everything. But in the world that we live in, merely having enough to eat is not enough. What keeps us sane is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having a lifestyle. It doesn't have to be extravagant but to be able to at least afford a nice meal to celebrate occasions or a trip overseas every few years is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, it is sickening to see boyfriends who couldn't care less about the paths that they take to improve their future. It breaks my heart to see smart girls bearing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nonsense of men who play the suffering artist and want to hold on to their dreams, hoping that one day it can be realised and be discovered and then be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;famous. A good number of dreams don't put food on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When these relationships go down the drain, you can be very sure that it is usually the girls who dumped their sorry behinds. Almost every girl will realise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that the ambitionless boys that they are dating are not good enough for them. The sooner it is realised, the better it is. It's no point wasting your time with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone who cannot understand the importance of the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;This is not written by me. Take Note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;hmm..i agree with her point of view. but somehow. not all guys are this way. most guys get outta the computer, game thingy after they get a girl.Welll..not all..but somehow they will..ive seen changes..from my cousin..muuahahaha..he still go go dota-ing..but only once in awhile..unlike last time..so yea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;u cant relli blame them..its just sth they do to pst time..but if they're hardcore den yea..girls..dump them..wuts d point of having a guy who spents all his time infront of the com, ignoring everything else and flunking his exams? if he dunno how to manage and think bout his parents burden sending him to college..den forget bout him caring for ya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;and its true that girls seek older guys and pays more interest in older guys..i do..hmm..older guys are just seemed more mature with better perspective in life, and better plans..(g, dun kembang. didnt say u. hmph) anyway..just a point of view to be debated..just thoughts that ran across..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;kinda crappy..but still..at least i update my blog..=P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sigh..datelines datelines datelines..sick and tired of it..-_-'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;CHUA HUEY BING IS BACK ALONGWITH CHUA GOEH KIEN AND GOH YI KINN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;dumb bing bing..bluff me..come back 2 days earlier wanna come find me but cannot wake up..How could YOU~!!! evil evil evil..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;anyway those who are reading my blog and everything..KEEP NEXT NEXT WEEK FREE!!! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RmLhXC2MoYI/AAAAAAAAAO0/q6vgnjFyGaY/s1600-h/5213750732220l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071863916390031746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RmLhXC2MoYI/AAAAAAAAAO0/q6vgnjFyGaY/s320/5213750732220l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RmLhPC2MoXI/AAAAAAAAAOs/TBHxpCtBx6s/s1600-h/5213750732220l.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god...this picture is taken like 3-4yrs back..when im 16..not yet i thihnk..muuahahaha..sleeepover at kim's hse..not bad huh..o well..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-4533070366453353628?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/4533070366453353628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=4533070366453353628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/4533070366453353628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/4533070366453353628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-what-if-were-at-age-where-we-do-not.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RmLhXC2MoYI/AAAAAAAAAO0/q6vgnjFyGaY/s72-c/5213750732220l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-2729627728663451702</id><published>2007-05-30T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T22:36:57.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gotta Blog. Gotta Release. Gotta Let It All Out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress over lil things. Stress over issues that Ill never seem to settle down with. Stress over things I can't do. Stress over things that I'm outta reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Littlest things seem to irritate. Smallest thing seems to get into my head. Frustrated over nothing. Heads all filled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gonna finish my stuff. Meet my datelines. And hopefully maintain wtv that I have right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*screams at pillow*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-2729627728663451702?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/2729627728663451702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=2729627728663451702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/2729627728663451702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/2729627728663451702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/05/gotta-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-7911950401551511501</id><published>2007-05-17T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T01:15:01.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>17th May marks a historical day for all in the family. if the day nv existed..there will be no us. no me, no sis, no bro. The day where we all celebrate the birth of our Pap! =) ehe. went back after class today to celebrate bday for dadddy..=) goood girl..muuahahaha..was shopping at mid valley..quite a few places on sale..my gawd..been ages since ive shopped..neeeed cash..desperately.scarcity..aaaahhh..soooo many i wanna get..i neeed heeeeels, bagggggsss, shirrrrttttsss, acessoriessssssss and more minis..muuuahahahhaha..heeeels and bags essential though..lack of it..sigh..save me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..went to this Jap res for buffet..*muaxx* NICE!!! normally buffet..all i need is 2 rnds and im stuffed..lack of choices n everythin..this..i think i went 3-4 rounds..sooo many nice stuff..!!! so many choices..so many varieties..=) saisaki..2nd time there..not bad o..can compete with pj hilton..=P Saisaki located at KL town, UOA building..if im not wrong..=) nicey nicey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rkx_rS2MoJI/AAAAAAAAANA/6YdxIhRcZm8/s1600-h/Image%28140%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rkx_rS2MoJI/AAAAAAAAANA/6YdxIhRcZm8/s320/Image%28140%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065564062655226002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saisaki. Dessert (desert)*somebody clear up for me plz..=P * mmhhhmmm..muachi..so soft..so tender..just like baby's butt..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rkx_ri2MoKI/AAAAAAAAANI/h1Lelu5tqN0/s1600-h/Image%28141%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rkx_ri2MoKI/AAAAAAAAANI/h1Lelu5tqN0/s320/Image%28141%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065564066950193314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Muahhahaha..bitten 3/4..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RkyBBS2MoNI/AAAAAAAAANg/lJMGzc95T9E/s1600-h/IMG_0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RkyBBS2MoNI/AAAAAAAAANg/lJMGzc95T9E/s320/IMG_0012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065565540123975890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before that. Mummy's The Star on Sunday. Happy Belated Mother's Day to all Mums out there. =) I had fun shopping fr her present. =P hehe..nice nice..=)  and yup. she looks more like a sis. one of my sis also. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rkx_sC2MoLI/AAAAAAAAANQ/yfttzIMaEHs/s1600-h/IMG_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rkx_sC2MoLI/AAAAAAAAANQ/yfttzIMaEHs/s320/IMG_0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065564075540127922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eheh.. the young couple. =P&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RkyBCS2MoPI/AAAAAAAAANw/kIGvSoIln4/s1600-h/IMG_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RkyBCS2MoPI/AAAAAAAAANw/okIGvSoIln4/s320/IMG_0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065565557303845106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dadddy's ANgels&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RkyBBy2MoOI/AAAAAAAAANo/VlaAwRvLtXQ/s1600-h/IMG_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RkyBBy2MoOI/AAAAAAAAANo/VlaAwRvLtXQ/s320/IMG_0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065565548713910498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;musketeeers on strike&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rkx_si2MoMI/AAAAAAAAANY/NHm8Wakzx3E/s1600-h/IMG_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rkx_si2MoMI/AAAAAAAAANY/NHm8Wakzx3E/s320/IMG_0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065564084130062530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats bout it for the night..went bck with yu xuan..my gawd..soooo loooooooong since ive met that guy..chnge so much..nv meet up or catch up at all..even though we live 2 blocks away..=P lol..and den now..to my galvster.. Love Ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RkyCSy2MoRI/AAAAAAAAAOA/3jU6WgSNWZ0/s1600-h/703619236l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RkyCSy2MoRI/AAAAAAAAAOA/3jU6WgSNWZ0/s320/703619236l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065566940283314450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Man Utd shall receive double title for champion with its victorious match on Saturday Night. Catch the Match of Man Utd against Chelsea at Bangsar Village infront of Ms Read (they're chocolate tower drink which i forgot of the name is heavenly) on Saturday. Time. Check yourself. Bring your gfs along as there are lotsa boutiques open in Bangsar.. Shopping Heaven! WAREHOUSE ON SALE! my top isnt. Vincci On sale! My heels isnt. Hmph! Prejudice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RkyCTS2MoTI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/7f4uvbZnlDs/s1600-h/Image%28123%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RkyCTS2MoTI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/7f4uvbZnlDs/s320/Image%28123%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065566948873249074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta-da. presenting..blueberry cheesecake! my first cake. not exactly mine considering my grandma help me with half of the process..so till my first..i shall post it up again..:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RkyCTC2MoSI/AAAAAAAAAOI/uF6qxZxgS4Y/s1600-h/Image%28122%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RkyCTC2MoSI/AAAAAAAAAOI/uF6qxZxgS4Y/s320/Image%28122%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065566944578281762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hmmm..turn around the corner..last may i was stil a newbie in the college.still fresh..innocent..naive..now..lol..i chnged..definitely..but i dun think i mind the changes at all..i found interest..i found responsibilities..i found frens..i found love..i found what i lost..i lost what i once thought i have..sigh..so many things..so lil time..we have known ech other for 1 year dee..VG rox..=) =) 3 1/2 hrs of karaoke is nothing..=P we still have our voices..kan? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RkyMkC2MoWI/AAAAAAAAAOk/JQKJNGEYGo0/s1600-h/DSCN7165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RkyMkC2MoWI/AAAAAAAAAOk/JQKJNGEYGo0/s320/DSCN7165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065578231752335714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;for those who have yet seeen my rooom..presenting..zen's territory..=) yellow light..=) as i wanted..yup..its a small rooom..but its my first personal..own rooom..i shared room sinc young..must understand k..hmph..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RkyMjC2MoVI/AAAAAAAAAOc/DOq9cc6C5tw/s1600-h/DSCN7177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RkyMjC2MoVI/AAAAAAAAAOc/DOq9cc6C5tw/s320/DSCN7177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065578214572466514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats it i guesss...mmm..dear kim crze bout black nails..me close but not black at all..hmph..i love dark colours..searching for dark purple atm..as in thos realli dark ones..but cannot find..help me look around..!!! no opi..its ridiculous..at this age..45 for one colour..just aint my thing..hmph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i neeeed to marry a rich guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-hugs n kisses-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-7911950401551511501?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/7911950401551511501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=7911950401551511501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/7911950401551511501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/7911950401551511501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/05/17th-may-marks-historical-day-for-all.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rkx_rS2MoJI/AAAAAAAAANA/6YdxIhRcZm8/s72-c/Image%28140%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-1203487831940133635</id><published>2007-04-29T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T18:56:52.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjR5XS4nwFI/AAAAAAAAAM4/npcEbDSbM7I/s1600-h/Holding_up_my_half__by_siameseBelle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058801722557186130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjR5XS4nwFI/AAAAAAAAAM4/npcEbDSbM7I/s320/Holding_up_my_half__by_siameseBelle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;All u need to spark up your love life is just another chick flick. Just finished How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days. Im gonna start with my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;How To Hold On to a Guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Love him deeply and never wish that you deserve better or he deserve better. Why would you give each other a 2nd look if you don’t think that you’re meant for each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Cherish him and never take him for granted. Guys are humans too. Relationships need tender, loving, care (TLC). Give it or lose it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sacrifice. For every freedom there’ll be a responsibility. The freedom to love will disable your ability to do some stuff. Shopping spree, Study Time or whatsoever. Prepare to sacrifice. A guy’s in your life now. The world now revolves around two of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do not cheat on him. Even if he does, at least you know that he’s the one being dishonest and not you. The guilt is with him. Not you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Talking is the source of communication. Talk to him. Share everything. Try to understand what each other need and want. Everyone is unique with their own needs and wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Be patient and accept him for who he is. Changing him would mean changing the guy you fall in love with. Unless it is for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Time is all you need to surprise him with who you are. Let him discover who you really are and vice versa. It’s all about understanding as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Never be afraid to love and never be afraid to get your heart broken. Open up to your guy as though he is your first. Open up and show him your inner self and show him that you are a you, another eccentric piece of art created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Respect him like he will respect you. We all have our own space with our own activities. Respect it and remind him that you’ll always be there for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Commit to the relationship fully. If you don’t and just give up whenever. Do it now. Breaking a guy’s heart is cruel so is a girl’s heart. Unless you’re emotionless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negligence is the key to heartaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theories are mentioned. Whether or not I apply it is another thing aight? Guys reading. Change it to her/she. It works two ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmph. Cherish your girl.&lt;br /&gt;Those two timers. Be careful k? You know who you are. =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;PS: These Post is suppose to be dated 28th of April, 2007. 0421 Hours.&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/12325912-1203487831940133635?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/1203487831940133635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=1203487831940133635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/1203487831940133635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/1203487831940133635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/04/all-u-need-to-spark-up-your-love-life.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjR5XS4nwFI/AAAAAAAAAM4/npcEbDSbM7I/s72-c/Holding_up_my_half__by_siameseBelle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-5623495884071824420</id><published>2007-04-29T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T18:51:29.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjR4my4nwEI/AAAAAAAAAMw/7GXnLPkToQM/s1600-h/fields_of_innocence_by_Princess_of_Shadows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058800889333530690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjR4my4nwEI/AAAAAAAAAMw/7GXnLPkToQM/s320/fields_of_innocence_by_Princess_of_Shadows.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A song i wanna share..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Innocence-Wonder where all ours are? Flew away once we know bout sth..? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We still wonder off acting innocent sometimes..or we just call it playing dumb? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Innocence are divided..Innocence are short term..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Innocence by Avril&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waking up I see that everything is ok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first time in my life and now it's so great&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slowing down I look around and I am so amazed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think about the little things that make life great&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wouldn't change a thing about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the best feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This innocence is brilliance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope that it will stay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This moment is perfect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please don't go away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need you nowAnd I'll hold on to it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you let it pass you by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found a place so safe, not a single tear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first time in my life and now it's so clear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feel calm, I belong, I'm so happy here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so strong and now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I let myself be sincere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wouldn't change a thing about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the best feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a state of bliss, you think you're dreaming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the happiness inside that you're feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so beautiful it makes you wanna cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a state of bliss, you think you're dreaming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the happiness inside that you're feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so beautiful it makes you wanna cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so beautiful it makes you wanna cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This innocence is brilliance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Makes you wanna cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This innocence is brilliance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please don't go away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cus I need you now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'll hold on to it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you let it pass you by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-5623495884071824420?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/5623495884071824420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=5623495884071824420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/5623495884071824420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/5623495884071824420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/04/song-i-wanna-share.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjR4my4nwEI/AAAAAAAAAMw/7GXnLPkToQM/s72-c/fields_of_innocence_by_Princess_of_Shadows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-1907187103083464141</id><published>2007-04-29T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T18:46:23.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Back on track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;KL rox! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway. Been spending lotsa time at Dsara lately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Friday night - the Curve, Tesco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Saturday night - the Curve, Ikea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sunday Noon - One Utama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Monday Noon - Mid Valley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Monday Night - Mmmm..Deciding..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Muaaahahaha.. Okai..Beeen going out alot lately..Thats because its the holiday season..and everyone's free..and everything..It's nice catching up with old friends..=) Miss my high maintenance Kim and Noisy Kar Mun..Where are ya girls? Good Luck in both your AS and AS2 k? Zennie always here supporting you girls..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to the curve last night..Dinner at Paddington house of Pancakes..=) Nicey place..was gonna go to Marche..but..floooded with people so chnged venue..I had Amsterdam Pannekook..or sth like that..and Lyong had Aussie Burger..Both Nice..mine had looootsa cheeeeeese and hammmmm..Brad's gonna love it according to gong..so Brad..you know where to go when ya are back..=P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Presenting Paddington House of Pancakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058784375184277314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjRpli4nv0I/AAAAAAAAAKw/iDKYXvW-mIs/s320/Image(118).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Amsterdam Pannekooook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058784379479244626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjRply4nv1I/AAAAAAAAAK4/WHIOp-HfXpA/s320/Image(119).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Aussie Burger (Pancake actually)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058784388069179234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjRpmS4nv2I/AAAAAAAAALA/cItdzTu_9KI/s320/Image(117).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Heinz Chilli, Mustard and Ketchup. Sth I find interesting. Coz nv seen it before..I Think..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058784392364146546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjRpmi4nv3I/AAAAAAAAALI/rQOIYShqI4c/s320/Image(115).jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Curve. At Night. =) Doesn feeel like Msia at all? Believe it. Or u can try coming to Bsar at night. =P Almost the same effect..=) Wanna Bring my Baby.. Hmmm..wondering what's he doing..-_-'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then later that night which is yesterday..we went laundry..that's the first time i went there k..after so many reviews on it being nice..but that aint a plce i would wanna go again..not really that nice..so packed!!! dance floor takde..den if wanna drink..lounge is better..places like tsb will be a better place..only thing is got lotsa ppl age range like us..so yea..maybe thats y..and the drinks there quite cheap..compared to others i've went..=/ had my all time favourite margarita coz lyong didnt want it..he had pacific island tea..its not bad..but not for me..so switched..and one cup is enough to get my drunk..crap..normally i wouldnt feel a thing..but yesterday..was BAD!!! i woke up with a hangover k..screw the bartender..hmph! so yea..went back..my sis was complaining that i'm like an apple..the feeling of close to drunk is not pleasant!!! i dun wanna drink anymore..not ncie!!! unless..im pretty sure its not strong..or im ready to get drunk..-_-'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..ya..life's been like this I guess..except that being in degree is no easy task..So many new stuff introduced..so Many responsibilities..Decision Decided..Will be staying in Msia til my 2nd year or 3rd year before I move on to another continent..=/ so all who is staying in Msia..Find Me!!! And those in Aussie..WAIT FOR ME..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now..Time for some Random Pics..from Phone..so ignore the quality k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058787020884131714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjRr_i4nv4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/QHo26-2j3Is/s320/Image(105).jpg" border="0" /&gt; Sunset..I wanna catch it by the beach with a clear sky..or up at the hills..which reminded me on how long I've not been back in hometown..supposedly hometown-Fraser's Hill..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058787033769033650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjRsAS4nv7I/AAAAAAAAALo/PvM4-nqdSPE/s320/Image(084).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Eye on Malaysia at Titiwangsa..We went up just in time to see the stunts made by the performers..nice..but could have been better..wanna bring galvster..but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058787025179099026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjRr_y4nv5I/AAAAAAAAALY/L14KWaxwL18/s320/Image(095).jpg" border="0" /&gt;My life for the next few weeks after..Midterms coming sooon..Stress..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058790224929734594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjRu6C4nv8I/AAAAAAAAALw/GWDXCVwUp8w/s320/Image(083).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cacat Only. If you are normal. Please go to the next counter. (Look carefuly, we were laughing our heads off that day)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058790229224701906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjRu6S4nv9I/AAAAAAAAAL4/iqUccjH3Z-4/s320/Image(081).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Penguins. My mission remains. Save the Penguinns!!! =)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058790233519669218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjRu6i4nv-I/AAAAAAAAAMA/ZpU5TzlIyeA/s320/Image(112).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;im proud of this even though it's not all skill involve and galvster just gotta repeat it again and again..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058790237814636530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjRu6y4nv_I/AAAAAAAAAMI/iL_0ego9RnI/s320/Image(113).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;coz i beat him..=P only for the first game..2nd, he beat me flat..o yea..game can be found at asia cafe..the pool centre upstairs..=P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058797079697539074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjR1JC4nwAI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/1N283-fa5Bo/s320/Image(111).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;VJ Alvie from Channel [V]. The girls and I will be on Remote Control on 9th of May. 1900 hours. =P See us there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058797083992506386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjR1JS4nwBI/AAAAAAAAAMY/gePOgldeeaw/s320/we+know+we+are.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Been awhile since Ive met this two. See ya tomorrow girls. =)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058797088287473698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjR1Ji4nwCI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4bFX7cP2V04/s320/FoTOoOo!914.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;we'll soon drive the guys n the dance group crazing with all our cam whoring..but they'll definitely miss us..no more dance practise so..ta-da..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058797092582441010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjR1Jy4nwDI/AAAAAAAAAMo/LpVNxY69pHs/s320/Image(077).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and Aneeela. Loving her Bod~ Too bad both of us like guys..=P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thats all for now i guess..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ciaoz..HAPPY LABOUR DAY!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-1907187103083464141?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/1907187103083464141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=1907187103083464141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/1907187103083464141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/1907187103083464141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/04/back-on-track.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjRpli4nv0I/AAAAAAAAAKw/iDKYXvW-mIs/s72-c/Image(118).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-8541781509378689325</id><published>2007-04-28T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T01:07:30.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pictures from TAylor's Inter-college Dance Competition. =)&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't know..=) we got 2nd runner up..=) not bad la k..first was goood..and two years in a row..we lost to 4 guys! they beat us fair n square..and they are realli goood..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjIloC4nvvI/AAAAAAAAAKI/nXolJAMKb6E/s1600-h/IMG_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjIloS4nvwI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/d15Cy0aNtrA/s1600-h/IMG_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058146705684807426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjIloS4nvwI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/d15Cy0aNtrA/s320/IMG_0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;girls girls..we'll never cam whoring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjIiEy4nvqI/AAAAAAAAAJg/POtBw2JWy3I/s1600-h/IMG_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058142797264567970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjIiEy4nvqI/AAAAAAAAAJg/POtBw2JWy3I/s320/IMG_0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and lizzie..yes..she's hot..stp drooling over her..hehe..she's occupied..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjIiFC4nvrI/AAAAAAAAAJo/bkdjUitsQ1A/s1600-h/IMG_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058142801559535282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjIiFC4nvrI/AAAAAAAAAJo/bkdjUitsQ1A/s320/IMG_0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and alex..youngest member of the team..&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjIiFS4nvsI/AAAAAAAAAJw/KNr1PzIpKpM/s1600-h/IMG_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058142805854502594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjIiFS4nvsI/AAAAAAAAAJw/KNr1PzIpKpM/s320/IMG_0027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the guys..sesated..dunno what they doing..=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjIiFy4nvtI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/xDpPS4BoD5Y/s1600-h/IMG_0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058142814444437202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjIiFy4nvtI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/xDpPS4BoD5Y/s320/IMG_0029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and last but not least..all of us..with a few missing here and there..of course..=P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjItVC4nvzI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Or3NQIJzV5Y/s1600-h/IMG_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058155171065347890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjItVC4nvzI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Or3NQIJzV5Y/s320/IMG_0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i look good..=P hmph..fatty galvin posing..loook so farnie..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;something tells me i lost a few pictures..aiks..but den again..till den..enjoy them..we still rock..=P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;till den..miss me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im currently back in KL..home sweeet home..love the city!!! went to the curve just now..reminds me how i love the city and remind me so much of civilisation and freeedom!!! =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SHOPPPING IS BLISS when u have cash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-8541781509378689325?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/8541781509378689325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=8541781509378689325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/8541781509378689325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/8541781509378689325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/04/pictures-from-taylors-inter-college.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RjIloS4nvwI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/d15Cy0aNtrA/s72-c/IMG_0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-9153954209965714757</id><published>2007-04-26T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T03:34:49.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Ri-iWS4nvnI/AAAAAAAAAJI/RrirxsbGlEk/s1600-h/Old_Forest_Road_by__stimpy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Ri-iWS4nvnI/AAAAAAAAAJI/RrirxsbGlEk/s320/Old_Forest_Road_by__stimpy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057439410470502002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;if only life is definite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;if only life is a straight road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;if only life has no complication&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;if only life is just a one way street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;if only life is simple&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only life is just a click away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;if only decisions were just a flip away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;if only feelings can be forgotten just like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;if only life is all about us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;if only life is all about love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;if only life heart can be sewn back&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;if only life can be paused&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only life can be rewind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;if only life can be replayed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;if only life can be fast forward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;if only life has no disasters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;if only life has no fallen trees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;if only life has no boundaries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;if only life is just as it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;how would we live it?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how would we appreciate it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;how would we ever learn the lessons of life?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how would we wanna grab that opportunity when it is here?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thoughts are there for a reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;god gave us the ability to think for a reason&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have the ability to love for a reason&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have the right to care for someone for a reason&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flash back to see if you have done anything meaningful today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;flash back to see if the people around you are happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flash back to see if the purpose of living is still there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;flash back as you know you're brought into the world for a reason&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how are you living your life today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Ri-sEC4nvoI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/WyrtqqheUlc/s1600-h/Torn_by_bo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Ri-sEC4nvoI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/WyrtqqheUlc/s320/Torn_by_bo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057450092054167170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;torn and divided&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;torn between choices&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;torn into bits and pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;torn to what i am right now&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will it be mended back?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will the play button still function after that?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will everything resume back to normal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;will life just go on as it is on stage?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;if only we have the ability to run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;if only responsibilities can be thrown away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;if only love can be wiped away&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only it doesn't leave a trace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Ri-sYi4nvpI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cc9jvuPOhPQ/s1600-h/trace_by_pinkland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Ri-sYi4nvpI/AAAAAAAAAJY/cc9jvuPOhPQ/s320/trace_by_pinkland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057450444241485458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;life would be much prettier&lt;br /&gt;life would be much easier&lt;br /&gt;life would be much pleasant&lt;br /&gt;life would be much miserable&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/12325912-9153954209965714757?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/9153954209965714757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=9153954209965714757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/9153954209965714757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/9153954209965714757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/04/if-only-life-is-simple-if-only-life-is.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Ri-iWS4nvnI/AAAAAAAAAJI/RrirxsbGlEk/s72-c/Old_Forest_Road_by__stimpy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-2726898115027523731</id><published>2007-04-23T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T22:11:33.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>torn between two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;UNIVERSITY OF NOTTINGHAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="530"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                   &lt;/tr&gt;                   &lt;tr&gt;                     &lt;td&gt;&lt;table background="../master/images/hcntrl_shdwbg1.gif" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" height="15" width="100%"&gt;                         &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;                           &lt;td valign="top" width="34"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nottingham.edu.my/master/images/hstart_shdwbg3.gif" height="15" width="34" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                                                      &lt;td align="right" valign="top" width="34"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nottingham.edu.my/master/images/hend_shdwbg2.gif" height="15" width="34" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                         &lt;/tr&gt;                     &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;                   &lt;/tr&gt;                   &lt;tr&gt;                     &lt;td class="smalltext" valign="top"&gt;                     &lt;!-- Content --&gt;                   &lt;p&gt;The University of Nottingham is among the top universities                              in the UK and continues to earn acclaim as one of                              Europe's most respected academic institutions. It                              is also consistently placed highly in national league                              tables of academic achievement and all of the major                              university guides, including The Financial Times,                              The Times, The Telegraph and The Guardian. The Times                              has described Nottingham 'a prime alternative to Oxford                              and Cambridge' and The Telegraph ranks it as �one                              of the UK's most prized academic institutions'. &lt;/p&gt;                           &lt;p&gt;The University continues to outperform most UK universities                              in independent measures of our research and teaching,                              and 2003 was a particularly remarkable year. The Nobel                              Prize for Medicine was awarded to one of our leading                              academics, Sir Peter Mansfield, in recognition of                              his work in Magnetic Resonance Imaging, and there                              was an additional Nobel Prize for Economic Science                              to a Nottingham graduate and former member of staff,                              Professor Clive Granger.&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;span class="subtitle"&gt;Academic Excellence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                           &lt;p&gt;We rank in the top ten of UK universities in most                              tables&lt;br /&gt;                            We score highly in both teaching and research&lt;br /&gt;                            We demonstrate consistent strength in subject areas                             &lt;br /&gt;                            We have excellent facilities and student support services                             &lt;br /&gt;                            We have a high reputation with graduate employers.&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;span class="subtitle"&gt;Research Excellence (RAE) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;                            The latest Research Assessment Exercise (RAE) confirmed                              The University of Nottingham's position as a world                              class research-led institution. Over 60% of the University's                              RAE scores identified research as being of a level                              of international excellence. This achievement has                              helped put Nottingham within the Sunday Times top                              ten UK universities.&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;                            The purpose of the RAE is to enable higher education                              funding bodies to distribute public funds for research                              based on the quality of research carried out at each                              institution. The RAE gives quality ratings for research                              across all disciplines. A scale ranges from 1 to 5*                              according to how much of the work is judged to reach                              national or international standards.&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;                            At the end of 2003-04, the University announced a                              record £85 million of new research grants and                              contracts. Awards for the current year are in line                              with this figure. The University derives about 20%                              of its research income from industry sponsors, reflecting                              its strengths in taking promising new findings from                              bench to business.&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;                            The University's research strategy is based on the                              recruitment, promotion and retention of individuals                              with exceptional research credentials and a policy                              of encouraging research that crosses academic boundaries.                              Collaboration with other international centres of                              research excellence is actively encouraged.&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;br /&gt;                            The University pursues a co-ordinated approach to                              research management, with two Pro-Vice Chancellors                              for Research responsible for the University's research                              strategy through the Research Committee and its Research                              Strategy Groups. Delivery of the strategy is the remit                              of the Research Innovation Services team, which is                              also responsible for maintaining the University's                              relationships with external funding organisations.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" id="titleCorporate"&gt;Welcome to La Trobe&lt;/h2&gt;       &lt;p&gt;As Vice-Chancellor and President I warmly welcome you to La Trobe University.&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;La Trobe University has been acknowledged as a leading higher education institution by a range         of international organisations in recent years. &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;The main campus of La Trobe University in Melbourne (Bundoora) is situated in spacious parkland         and includes a Wildlife Reserve. This metropolitan campus also houses the main research and teaching         facilities of the University, including the Research and Development Park , a world renowned library,         multi-media facilities and a hospital including student medical services. &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;Our Melbourne (City) campus offers postgraduate courses in business, law and health sciences.         In a move to establish a major presence in Melbourne 's CBD, a &lt;a href="http://www.latrobe.edu.au/city/"&gt;new         City campus&lt;/a&gt; will open in 2008. The new campus will be a hub for teaching and research, offering         an expanded range of pathway, undergraduate and postgraduate courses, with an emphasis on professional,         executive and international studies. &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;The University also has &lt;a href="http://www.latrobe.edu.au/campuses/"&gt;campuses&lt;/a&gt; in regional         Victoria, in Bendigo, Albury-Wodonga, Shepparton, Mildura and Beechworth. This network of campuses         provides learning opportunities for students in regional areas, adds diversity to the University,         and through programs of regional engagement contributes in significant ways to the development         of regional Victoria . &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;The University maintains a comprehensive academic profile and the defining features may be summarised         as follows:&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A comprehensive academic profile encompassing professional, vocational, clinical and traditional           programs of training, study and research.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The pursuit of pure and applied research.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Student-focussed learning programs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.latrobe.edu.au/international/exchange/"&gt;International exchange&lt;/a&gt; and           co-operation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The provision of university programs in regional Victoria.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Effective links with industry, the professions and local communities.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;       &lt;p&gt;The key objectives of the University are to be an internationally acknowledged centre for teaching,         training, scholarship and research and to prepare students for the various needs and challenges         of work and society.&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;The University has a particularly strong commitment to internationalisation and it seeks not         only to attract students and staff from all around the world but also to provide opportunities         for local students and staff to gain international experience through a scheme of exchange programs.         In particular it leads the &lt;a href="http://www.inunis.net/"&gt;International Network         of Universities&lt;/a&gt; which is a consortium of universities specifically designed to promote student         mobility. Currently the University has links with some 250 institutions in more than 40 countries.&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;The University is committed to student-centred learning and in this regard it is pleasing to         report that graduates have consistently accorded a very high rating to the quality of the teaching         in the annual surveys conducted by the Graduate Careers Council of Australia. A comprehensive         range of student support services and facilities are available.&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Professor Paul Johnson&lt;br /&gt;        Vice-Chancellor and President &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;!-- #BeginLibraryItem "/Library/footer.lbi" --&gt;Content Approved by: Pro Vice Chancellor (Strategic Development)&lt;br /&gt;  Page maintained by: &lt;a href="mailto:quality@latrobe.edu.au"&gt;Senior Projects Officer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- #BeginDate format:Sw1 --&gt;   Last Updated:   19 April, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Of all times when I have already got a pace to settle down. When ive got the hang of things here that msg pour in asking me to decide and sleep through my future?  To stay at nottingham and finish my degree locally or to gain experience and study at La Trobe Australia. It's a risk. Nothing is definite. So How? Why? When? Who? What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scholarship. Grab me and Go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-2726898115027523731?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/2726898115027523731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=2726898115027523731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/2726898115027523731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/2726898115027523731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/04/torn-between-two-university-of.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-1478002278029949410</id><published>2007-04-23T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T00:52:30.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aiks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was looking back at my archives and its a wonder on what i found. wonder how is it like in my last blog. got it deleted. so guess thats how it is. bored. so guess ill do tags from SZZZUUUZIE!!! MISS YA BACK HERE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason No 1    :    So ill get to look back at what I said or think. Or even look at pictures and have a good laugh at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason No 2    :    So ill realise how i was back then. How i changed. How i matured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason No 3    :    Release Stress. Thats how my Emo posts come from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason No 4    : Update people all at once. Eheh. Especially people not in Msia or ppl who dont bother calling me. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason No 5    :    So i get to react to tags like This. Hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all la..bored..listening to szu's blog song..so emo-tic..-_-'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-1478002278029949410?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/1478002278029949410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=1478002278029949410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/1478002278029949410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/1478002278029949410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/04/aiks-was-looking-back-at-my-archives.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-6524965091711539343</id><published>2007-04-21T03:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T04:24:22.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rikgu_oNlvI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZfEjcaYMCV8/s1600-h/Sunshine_boy_by_QestionMark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rikgu_oNlvI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZfEjcaYMCV8/s320/Sunshine_boy_by_QestionMark.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055608048426260210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are random&lt;br /&gt;things are unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;things are not meant to meant what they are meant for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything can be hidden&lt;br /&gt;everything can mean something else&lt;br /&gt;everything has its own other side of the story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tolerance is a virtue&lt;br /&gt;silence is golden&lt;br /&gt;patience is priceless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watermelon may be green in the outside&lt;br /&gt;but red in the inside would be predictable as we expect it to be&lt;br /&gt;apple may look red as ever&lt;br /&gt;whoever knows that it taste sour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RikgufoNltI/AAAAAAAAAIw/P1_CAi-OXdg/s1600-h/Desperate_and_Ravenous_by_negativeskink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RikgufoNltI/AAAAAAAAAIw/P1_CAi-OXdg/s320/Desperate_and_Ravenous_by_negativeskink.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055608039836325586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;human are possible for every single thing&lt;br /&gt;thanks to god give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what are we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surface people&lt;br /&gt;people who choose to show their joy n laughter with the world and leave all miseries for themselves; people who cries alone in the dark excluding the world on all troubles; people who is selfish and childish keeping everything to themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deep down under?&lt;br /&gt;people who choose to express their feelings; announcing every single thing to the world sharing everything; people who communicates; people who can feel comfortable with anyone sharing everything; loving life as it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are you? what am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks are deceiving; people are not meant to be discovered fully. Men are unpredictable. Men are anything but good looks and sparks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RikguvoNluI/AAAAAAAAAI4/HJZIncK0TAA/s1600-h/Down_Wind_by_kMa7z1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RikguvoNluI/AAAAAAAAAI4/HJZIncK0TAA/s320/Down_Wind_by_kMa7z1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055608044131292898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are searching for someone perfect. sorry to disappoint. am not and never be. Ill always be a girl with feelings. a girl searching for her own comfortable arms to lay upon. a girl longing for someone to love her as much as she does. a girl who cares. just an average who is afraid of every other things. awaiting the moment to run away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RikguPoNlsI/AAAAAAAAAIo/gQ8HK7WNx0o/s1600-h/Don__t_let_it_end_by_mcneal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RikguPoNlsI/AAAAAAAAAIo/gQ8HK7WNx0o/s320/Don__t_let_it_end_by_mcneal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055608035541358274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking for myself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-6524965091711539343?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/6524965091711539343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=6524965091711539343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/6524965091711539343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/6524965091711539343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/04/things-are-random-things-are.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rikgu_oNlvI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZfEjcaYMCV8/s72-c/Sunshine_boy_by_QestionMark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-1913717547580880674</id><published>2007-04-14T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T13:31:18.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time for pictures!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rh_EMaLc_jI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/X9WzCi-v2rw/s1600-h/DSCN5612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rh_EMaLc_jI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/X9WzCi-v2rw/s320/DSCN5612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052973024397819442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kuala terengganu at 7am? ma god..first time since hols have i woke up soooo early..nice view though..=)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rh_Fi6Lc_kI/AAAAAAAAAFY/MBxr2yqj6Ck/s1600-h/DSCN5626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rh_Fi6Lc_kI/AAAAAAAAAFY/MBxr2yqj6Ck/s320/DSCN5626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052974510456503874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;perfect view of redang..we were awed..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rh_FjaLc_lI/AAAAAAAAAFg/sK8DDdCk-WM/s1600-h/DSCN5628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rh_FjaLc_lI/AAAAAAAAAFg/sK8DDdCk-WM/s320/DSCN5628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052974519046438482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me n shannnna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBGPqLc_oI/AAAAAAAAAF4/uDJHy3FbNps/s1600-h/DSCN5749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBGPqLc_oI/AAAAAAAAAF4/uDJHy3FbNps/s320/DSCN5749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053116016744005250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hammock..perfect for reading..n lazing hogging the line..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBGPaLc_nI/AAAAAAAAAFw/1rErCtKjtYg/s1600-h/DSCN5643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBGPaLc_nI/AAAAAAAAAFw/1rErCtKjtYg/s320/DSCN5643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053116012449037938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;outside of our roooom..6 of us in the rooom 66..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBGQKLc_pI/AAAAAAAAAGA/71mrsVXIbRw/s1600-h/DSCN5750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBGQKLc_pI/AAAAAAAAAGA/71mrsVXIbRw/s320/DSCN5750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053116025333939858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and shanna san..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBbg6Lc_yI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0XAnLzPODAs/s1600-h/IMG_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBbg6Lc_yI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0XAnLzPODAs/s320/IMG_0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053139402840932130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;paradise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rh_EL6Lc_iI/AAAAAAAAAFI/lHjhe7bEj4g/s1600-h/DSCF4889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rh_EL6Lc_iI/AAAAAAAAAFI/lHjhe7bEj4g/s320/DSCF4889.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052973015807884834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;posers wannabes all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBbhKLc_zI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/uvBwyVa5f8U/s1600-h/IMG_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBbhKLc_zI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/uvBwyVa5f8U/s320/IMG_0062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053139407135899442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBH96Lc_qI/AAAAAAAAAGI/rJZK8B6Sdok/s1600-h/DSCN5808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBH96Lc_qI/AAAAAAAAAGI/rJZK8B6Sdok/s320/DSCN5808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053117910824582818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBH-6Lc_tI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ms6qFnSUcXg/s1600-h/DSCN5910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBH-6Lc_tI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Ms6qFnSUcXg/s320/DSCN5910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053117928004452050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the sunset we didnt catch..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBH-KLc_rI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/EuWK0AKEV5k/s1600-h/DSCN5852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBH-KLc_rI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/EuWK0AKEV5k/s320/DSCN5852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053117915119550130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;night view..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBaKaLc_uI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dP4xH4rT4LA/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBaKaLc_uI/AAAAAAAAAGo/dP4xH4rT4LA/s320/IMG_0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053137916782247650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBH-aLc_sI/AAAAAAAAAGY/xZX4aRwxPWA/s1600-h/DSCN5854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBH-aLc_sI/AAAAAAAAAGY/xZX4aRwxPWA/s320/DSCN5854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053117919414517442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBaK6Lc_wI/AAAAAAAAAG4/xhD2RBmCMGQ/s1600-h/IMG_0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBaK6Lc_wI/AAAAAAAAAG4/xhD2RBmCMGQ/s320/IMG_0006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053137925372182274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;there goes 4dys 3 nights..just like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBaLKLc_xI/AAAAAAAAAHA/X0YeVeO-uDA/s1600-h/IMG_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBaLKLc_xI/AAAAAAAAAHA/X0YeVeO-uDA/s320/IMG_0009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053137929667149586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Streeeeet Part 20007 at Nilai International College..Introducing the bitches..from right..zen, aneela, ummie, liz and fara..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBbhqLc_0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/-pvobnENH30/s1600-h/IMG_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBbhqLc_0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/-pvobnENH30/s320/IMG_0030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053139415725834050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with shanna..who refuses to stay til the end..-_-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBbh6Lc_1I/AAAAAAAAAHg/uP3PZHN8Fik/s1600-h/IMG_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBbh6Lc_1I/AAAAAAAAAHg/uP3PZHN8Fik/s320/IMG_0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053139420020801362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;love this pic..though its in you know where..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBd0KLc_6I/AAAAAAAAAII/ehDU5Dl_ywQ/s1600-h/bitch+n+mua.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBd0KLc_6I/AAAAAAAAAII/ehDU5Dl_ywQ/s320/bitch+n+mua.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053141932576669602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aneeeela sizzling til she burn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBcvqLc_2I/AAAAAAAAAHo/CkxPLnD4Mkk/s1600-h/IMG_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBcvqLc_2I/AAAAAAAAAHo/CkxPLnD4Mkk/s320/IMG_0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053140755755630434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;before and after..not much diff..cept we are all wet after..wet party!!! me and baby g..sleeepyhead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBcwKLc_3I/AAAAAAAAAHw/ch9YnSU2RB8/s1600-h/IMG_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBcwKLc_3I/AAAAAAAAAHw/ch9YnSU2RB8/s320/IMG_0073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053140764345565042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBcwKLc_4I/AAAAAAAAAH4/peexT59DJ0w/s1600-h/IMG_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBcwKLc_4I/AAAAAAAAAH4/peexT59DJ0w/s320/IMG_0064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053140764345565058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me with the guys..for once..amos smiled normally..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBcwqLc_5I/AAAAAAAAAIA/pzdsKnsYhBc/s1600-h/P3250008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBcwqLc_5I/AAAAAAAAAIA/pzdsKnsYhBc/s320/P3250008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053140772935499666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;random pic of bangsar..malaysia? hmm..i wonder..=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Memories withheld..lotsa things happened..sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAYLOR'S INTERCOLLEGE DANCE COMPETITION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;DATE: 20TH APRIL 2007&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;TIME: 7 TIL LATE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;VENUE: tAYLOR'S MPH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE THERE!!! we are performing!!! =) luck luck to us..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*guys..u better be there..as i know most of u guys finish exams already..no excuse!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yea.. a pic with the hongkist who came to visit us rotaractors..introducing the treasurer..ben chui..they were really nice people..=) all older than us..either at their last semester or working already..young adults..=/aiks..o well..=/ life is tough..gotta enjoy uni more..=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBjhqLc_7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ZW993iski_8/s1600-h/zcui+n+bchui.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBjhqLc_7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ZW993iski_8/s320/zcui+n+bchui.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053148211818856370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and now..the girl who is in aussie..and learning how to coook..=P culinary degreeee..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBjhqLc_8I/AAAAAAAAAIY/B04PFvAIGck/s1600-h/539476924l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBjhqLc_8I/AAAAAAAAAIY/B04PFvAIGck/s320/539476924l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053148211818856386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and what we do during practice..trust me..this isnt the only one..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBjiKLc_9I/AAAAAAAAAIg/zPIqY2GG2xs/s1600-h/614682762l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RiBjiKLc_9I/AAAAAAAAAIg/zPIqY2GG2xs/s320/614682762l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053148220408790994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okai..ciao now..pictures toook soooo loooong to load..plz scroll slowlyyyyy..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*hugs n kisses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;zen&lt;br /&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/12325912-1913717547580880674?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/1913717547580880674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=1913717547580880674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/1913717547580880674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/1913717547580880674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/04/time-for-pictures-kuala-terengganu-at.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/Rh_EMaLc_jI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/X9WzCi-v2rw/s72-c/DSCN5612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-9073357806041289826</id><published>2007-04-11T08:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T09:31:15.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The early birds awake, rising even before the sun rises.&lt;br /&gt;Walkway filled with stomps.&lt;br /&gt;Some fast and furious.&lt;br /&gt;Some slow and sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Shadowless hour hidden in the foodcourt with neverending Qs to satisfy the hungry tummy.&lt;br /&gt;Evening filled with smiles and laughter that can never be seen in classroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semester Starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College starts once again. This time, I wouldnt be staying in campus. Got sick of it already though I miss the days where I can wake up at 7.45 for 8 o clock class. Now it seems impossible. Sacrifices to have a room all to myself. Still searching for the right one though. Choosing a place to stay is like choosing a husband. you got to find the right one. As you'll be facing it 24/7. It's something you want to look forward to every single day. To just lay down and have the place all to yourself. For thoughts and for tears. I've never taken my hostel as my house before. Doubt I will until I finally get a house of my own. Bangsar is home. House filled with disturbing brothers and sisters and parents snatching over the TV channel is home. Would look forward to it every weekend. Unless there is something holding me back. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder why people "do" community service or get involve in activities? I've been asked again and again on why. Not sure what the answer would be. Just want to get involve? Feel the stress? Have the chance to take or drop the responsibility and be labeled a lousy team player? Get to know people? Give back to the society? Thoughts. Think most of all, it makes you happy seeing others happy due to your actions. Went to the old folks home the other day. Visited around 30 grannies and grandpas. Cooked for them, feed them, accompany them. Some are weak, some are still healthy, most got abandon by their children, left there to themself with the other folks for the caretaker to look over. Is this alright in our society nowadays? No matter how modern it is. I still don't agree with this. They maybe happier there, they may enjoy it there, somehow deep in their hearts, there's this little wish and hope that they would want to spend time with their children or grandchildren. Friends are there forever, Friends are important. But admit it. Family is still the best gift, best companion through life. Friends come and go. Family stays. So old folks home? I have a soft spot for them somehow. If there is a chance, I would approach them and help them whenever they need. I have my grandmas. Sometimes I feel bad for not spending more time with them. I know I will regret in future. But somehow. The distance just pull us apart. Especially when I'm all the way down south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit Malaysia 2007. Where have you been as a Malaysian? Hmmm..tough one..I always repeat the same places somehow.. Just came back from Redang..*muax* LovING IT!!! I love SUN SEA SAND!!! Though it makes me dark. The beach is a pretty place. White smooth sand that slids through your toes as you walk. Water clearer than your drinking water with EXTRA minerals. 4 days 3 nights is not enough. Snorkelling is not enough. This is the 3rd time Im there and Im still not bored with it. The place is perfect for fantasies, running away to an island of that sort would be perfect. Reality forgotten, dreams come true. The trip was close to perfect. Wish all of you were there. You know who you are. JiaWeih, SzuMei, Nicole, Steph. Hmph. And the journey to and fro. That's bascially it. Next time airplane for me. Go only Come back with bus. Next trip to get my diving licence. Starting to save. =) Yay! Wanna get a part time job dah. =) Diving Licence here I come. =) I'll go be wonderwoman flying across at the highway of the sea, swim with the fish, admire the virgin forest of the sea. Drown in thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-9073357806041289826?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/9073357806041289826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=9073357806041289826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/9073357806041289826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/9073357806041289826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/04/early-birds-awake-rising-even-before.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-7552951732475974508</id><published>2007-03-22T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T13:12:59.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>day filled with emotions..yesterday..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i woke up day all planned..coz sooo many applications to be done..scholarships mind me..totaled up to more den 10..suck..grabbing all open oppurnity to get outta nilai international college..its suprising how depserate i am sumtimes..sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went to starbucks..got my tazo tea..looong since ive had my cup of starbucks though caramel macchiato was just a day away..but still..different..brought my laptop with me..my 2nd baby which accompanied me through all my hard times and lonely times in nilai..all the movies we caught together..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea..so went got my tea den find a place to sit lu..dumbly..sat already only find out got no plug..so switch place..den this guy was staring at me..signalling that he's willing to share his place and there's a plg beside..so i also pai seh a lil..just went to the table beside..sigh..on computer everything already..mana tahu my dumb wireless not working..thought the wireless got problem or sth mana tahu its not..so that guy helped me lu..he was checking checking..o yea did i mention? both of us using the same laptop..exactly the same one somemore..so kebetulan..i didnt notice till he told me..=) so after that we thought tat the line was better inside so we moved into another table inside..=/ felt kinda awkward..but soon enough..he was introducing himself already..he's a nutrionist cum event manager, its kinda cool actually..he goes around holding event while being a nutrionist..den he was showing me his profile of girls working under him to hold events..and den started asking me if i am doing anything like that..coz my height and everything..=/ i wanted but someow never really put into serious consideration especailly when my dad is kinda opposive abut it..so he said he'll probably help me get started..=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent my whole afternoon up till 5-6pm talkig to a complete stranger in first place..its funny how random people appearing in your life makes a different..he showed me that the world has lots to offer..not only what i see now..he's 31 by the way..2 weeks old marriage..after 7 months of realtionship..so he was asking me why arent i married..since my relationship with galvin is longer than dat..doink..its not about the time..it is la..for my age..i dun wanna get married now..-_-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was reading shanna's blog..=/ saw her road trip..its cool..=) reminds me on what i wanted to do..reminds me on what that guy say (by the way his name is Dino. to save the trouble of me typing that guy that guy) so dino..he's realli interesting..=/ he went backpacking in countries around malaysia..as in thailand..vietnam..laos..and all..so it keeps me wondering..i should to..ill start off with thailand..gonna start saving and go there one day just to wonder around, learn new stuff,, meet new people..with or without anyone..=) Thailand here i come..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;letsee my plans for unis are destroyed now..my primary plan rejected..why? i seriously dun think i wanna talk about it..i just hop that some scholarship will just grab me and go..&lt;br /&gt;why the hell are they sooo many smart arse in this country?&lt;br /&gt;why cant they think like other parents???&lt;br /&gt;why cant i be treated like an adult which ideas and thoughts are heard???&lt;br /&gt;why give me hope and destroy it after that???&lt;br /&gt;0 why why why???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from genting by the way..trip was fine..=/ i guess..too short to ahve any comment..pictures may be uploaded..but till den..=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh..plans for today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna visit victoria today at her college..staying overnight..=) looong since ive catch up with that girl..miss her lots..=) gotta release my tensions and stresss..update ppl..especialy amos tay..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-7552951732475974508?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/7552951732475974508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=7552951732475974508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/7552951732475974508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/7552951732475974508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/03/day-filled-with-emotions.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-7249658342491394168</id><published>2007-03-17T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T00:13:47.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a day for pictures. Im bored. And my blog is soooooo empty without pictures. Though it maybe outdated. BEAR WITH IT. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dated way back in January. Days when everyone is still here. Sigh.. MISS YA GUYS+GIRLS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RfwO9uSosaI/AAAAAAAAADM/tQqll0L2lQQ/s1600-h/IMG_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RfwO9uSosaI/AAAAAAAAADM/tQqll0L2lQQ/s320/IMG_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042922136309117346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty Girls Are Essentials and We Stay Pretty. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RfwO9-SosbI/AAAAAAAAADU/AQ5_irpVIxs/s1600-h/IMG_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RfwO9-SosbI/AAAAAAAAADU/AQ5_irpVIxs/s320/IMG_0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042922140604084658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty Girls are Essentials. =P Dear Vic Who has beeeen missing for ages since Mr Yi Hao comes into the picture. HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RfwPsOSoseI/AAAAAAAAADs/U0pNuBu_yA0/s1600-h/IMG_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RfwPsOSoseI/AAAAAAAAADs/U0pNuBu_yA0/s320/IMG_0033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042922935173034466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Parents Are Essentials As Well. Mum on the right, Dad on the left (He blabs alot and he manage to fascinate dear Mun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RfwPseSosgI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qPtgkZ2YcDw/s1600-h/IMG_0037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RfwPseSosgI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qPtgkZ2YcDw/s320/IMG_0037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042922939468001794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remaindings of 2C5. Legend Withhold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RfwO-OSoscI/AAAAAAAAADc/tEUcXubNKEM/s1600-h/IMG_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RfwO-OSoscI/AAAAAAAAADc/tEUcXubNKEM/s320/IMG_0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042922144899051970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RfwPsOSosdI/AAAAAAAAADk/H2132PI1ZCo/s1600-h/IMG_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RfwPsOSosdI/AAAAAAAAADk/H2132PI1ZCo/s320/IMG_0028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042922935173034450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Group Pictures are unavoidable. Probably Last for the next few years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RfwPsOSosfI/AAAAAAAAAD0/OIDqNJYFXlc/s1600-h/IMG_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RfwPsOSosfI/AAAAAAAAAD0/OIDqNJYFXlc/s320/IMG_0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042922935173034482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For those who have yet met my mum and sis. Hehe. You guessed it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RfwSXOSoshI/AAAAAAAAAEE/arpB4pflsas/s1600-h/IMG_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RfwSXOSoshI/AAAAAAAAAEE/arpB4pflsas/s320/IMG_0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042925872930664978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Open House. Unexpected Gang. Lol. Glad to see All of Them. That was probably the First Time I've met them since.....Graduation? Thnx for making it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RfwSXeSosiI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0PXc_R_Im1k/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RfwSXeSosiI/AAAAAAAAAEM/0PXc_R_Im1k/s320/IMG_0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042925877225632290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Remainding Few. My GOD! Check Last Year Group Photo at www.zcui.multiply.com and you'll know why. O well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RfwTMeSosjI/AAAAAAAAAEU/E6V4ydp8cbI/s1600-h/IMG_4734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RfwTMeSosjI/AAAAAAAAAEU/E6V4ydp8cbI/s320/IMG_4734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042926787758699058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us from Kuen Cheng 2. Dessie, Shaunie, Cappie and Zennie. =P Enjoyed the night. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories Kept Save in My Mind. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pictures with VG! Evil. Hmph. Awaiting Redang Trip. Awaiting Shopping Spree. Awaiting Starbucks. Awaiting Uni confirmation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg Now. Take Care. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-7249658342491394168?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/7249658342491394168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=7249658342491394168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/7249658342491394168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/7249658342491394168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/03/today-is-day-for-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RfwO9uSosaI/AAAAAAAAADM/tQqll0L2lQQ/s72-c/IMG_0011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-9168492075396078046</id><published>2007-03-14T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T17:23:13.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“16 youths confined in apartment, house and forced to beg”&lt;br /&gt;“slave labour”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the headlines in papers today; along with the article a picture was attached to it, showing half naked GUYS sleeping in the room; floor and bed. They have been surviving on instant noodles provided, guarded by the syndicate, not allowed to make calls or anything (duh~) for don’t know how many months; earning around RM1000/day for the syndicate. 16 of them could easily gang up and take over the syndicate. What stopped them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are they confined in the apartment? They were conned, believing that the job promised in KL is perfect with salary between 900-1000. Sometimes, I just don’t get people. Working decently in a boutique will easily earn you 800-1000 a month, so why take the easy way out? Nothing comes easy in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dopamine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a substance. It’s a drug. We crave for it. We long for it. We search for it. We all know we want to experience it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is it?&lt;br /&gt;It’s the thing we all call &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t last. It’s wonderful, perfect. But somehow, our body is unable to sustain that feeling for long. Body will fizzle. We’ll die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol..sound so serious..=P o well..let’s do some math..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Time + Sacrifice + Commitment + Patience + Tolerance + Responsibility + [Stress= (Eustress+ Distress)] + Emotions + Misunderstandings + Hurt + Happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;= LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it all worth it? To just feel the adrenaline? To just feel loved? To have someone beside ya always? To have a shoulder to cry on? To have someone to talk to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read an article bout it today. Xandria Ooi’s. My senior of a few years. Lol..unknown til she won the vj thingy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the article talks about how happy endings are up to us. Whether the relationship will work out or not? Whether you will stay happily every after with your other half. It all depends on both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..truey true..o well..just felt like crapping..im bored!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-9168492075396078046?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/9168492075396078046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=9168492075396078046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/9168492075396078046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/9168492075396078046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/03/16-youths-confined-in-apartment-house.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-5380149192636449070</id><published>2007-03-14T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T00:33:19.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally a productive day worth blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..finish my hp6 this morning..since i got shook up by a phone call anonymously who called me in his sleeeeep asking me to wake up..so i did..gratitudes to mr wee kiat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically my life during holidays only revolve around reading books and playing games or strolling around bangsar shopping..except that now..NO CASH!!! seriously broke..so gotta cut down in shopping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o yea..the other while im walking around..i found out blook was on sale..if ya know bangsar..ull definitely know blook..thing is..now they have miss 60 jeans..everybody knows that miss 60 jeans are damn freaking expensive k..its around 500-1000 RINGGIT!!! wtf..so when i checked..its only like RM99!!! wth??? so yea..concluded its a fake..cant be rejected as they have sooooo manee pieces of it..and when its hanging in bloook? most likely they sew it on..but its quite nice though..den again..sick n tired of jeans..i neeed a new wardrobe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya back to today..went to celebrity fitness..2 weeks trial..unless im gonna start studying in kl..or sth..den ill try persuading..=/ its nice ya know..went to Baby G's class..hehe.pardon me..its not the baby G always mention in my blog..its another..HOTTER, SEXIER, SLIMMER, COOLER baby G..She's gooood!!! too bad taken..her class is fun..=) nicey nciey..HIP HOP class..=) (o yea..ive gave them a few names to the gym coz they are soooo desperate..sooo ppl..plz dun kill me...) den later..i went for power yoga..instructor=harry aka baby g's bf..saw them pda-ing outside..muahahahhaa..secrets reveiled...or did they do it on purpose to brand each other so that ppl wouldnt go after them? after all..they're both young...n still available? =P muahahaha..sp the class is cool..=) but this harry..there are some pose which is hard..n i cant really do it..or stretch as much..he go push me further somemore..evil..darn painful..evil..im sure to wake up with muscles ache tml..crap..hmph..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my astro at home is unwatchable..account got suspended..duneed to know why..would have guessed anyway..=.=&lt;br /&gt;so we went out to get dvds to kill time lu..since my mum complaining she haven watch hp4, sis haven watch death note 1-2, bro wanna get his incredibles..so went to the nearest dvd shop..there is only 2 in the whole bangsar..opposite bv2..ull sure to spot it..and ya know what..? the dvds cost 10 bucks each..back in penang..its only RM4!!! wth??? i wanna go penang!!! there is soooo many series i wanna watch...i want laguina beach! i want veronica mars!!! i dun l word anymore..so maneeeeee sex scenes..ermmmm...guys might just like it..no wait..guys...try queer folks..=P ull LOVE IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..so yea..when we were choosing dvds..and all..its just half a lot..so we loooking loooking..suddenly they close the shutters..we were like.."SHIT!!! WHAT DO THEY WANT FROM US???" den the lady bhind the counter was commuinicating with the otehr party with a walkie talkie..so all we know is we are stuck in there..coz there are police out there investigating..eeeessssshhhh..so we stuck inside lu..we heard the walkie talkie..ask us go thru back door..den suddenly say.."cannot cannot, we're surrounded"..so we dutifully stayed in there quietly lu..not that we can do anything..sooo scared...just imagine like those cantonese drama with all the gangster running away from police..ma god..-_-' then after a verrrrry looooooooooooooong while..looooong enough for me to scan through what they allll have..my god..those time were scary..what if the police raid the place and suspect that we're associates??? crappppp..den later..the walkie talkie announce".okok..back dooor clear clear..ah meng go accompany and make sure all clear" den the lady escorted us out..SHE"S PREGNANT!!! terrilbe!!! so we walk out innocently lu..then went to the front of the shop..3 huge 4wds were park infront of the shop..then those normal dressed inspectors were outside of the shop..looking around..suspecting..obviously they're not from this area..there wouldnt be anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as far as im concern..local police would have beeen bribe to shut up or to inform them that someone is coming..right? lol..or else..they cant operate at all~~~ =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea..thats it la..&lt;br /&gt;me growing fatter n fatter at home nowadays..sigh..gym gym gym!!! here i come!!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-5380149192636449070?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/5380149192636449070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=5380149192636449070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/5380149192636449070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/5380149192636449070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/03/finally-productive-day-worth-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-6393159829881287305</id><published>2007-03-08T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T23:02:25.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Poets of the Fall - Sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Hear your heartbeat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Beat a frantic pace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;And it's not  even seven AM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;You're feeling the rush of anguish settling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;You cannot  help showing them in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Hurry up then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Or you'll fall behind and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;They  will take control of you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;And you need to heal the hurt behind your eyes  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Fickle words crowding your mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Sleep, sugar, let your dreams  flood in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Like waves of sweet fire, you're safe within &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Sleep, sweetie,  let your floods come rushing in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;And carry you over to a new morning  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Try as you might &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;You try to give it up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Seems to be holding on  fast &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;It's hand in your hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;A shadow over you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;A beggar for soul in  your face &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Still it don't mater if you won't listen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;If you won't let them  follow you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;You just need to heal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Make good all your lies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Move on and  don't look behind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Sleep, sugar, let your dreams flood in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Like  waves of sweet fire, you're safe within &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Sleep, sweetie, let your floods come  rushing in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;And carry you over to a new morning &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Day after day  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Fickle visions messing with your head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Fickle, vicious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Sleeping in  your bed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Messing with your head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Fickle visions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Fickle, vicious…  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Sleep, sugar, let your dreams flood in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Like waves of sweet fire,  you're safe within &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Sleep, sweetie, let your floods come rushing in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;And  carry you over to a new morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Here's a song I wanna share. Its nice. All Poets of The Fall's are nice actually. Courtesy to Bob.  His proclaimed good taste of music. =) Miss Ya Bob!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-6393159829881287305?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/6393159829881287305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=6393159829881287305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/6393159829881287305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/6393159829881287305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/03/poets-of-fall-sleep-hear-your-heartbeat.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-2888920923971466419</id><published>2007-03-08T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T19:40:09.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>plans plans plans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is all about planning&lt;br /&gt;fail to plan, its still okai&lt;br /&gt;planning to fail, u're done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finals over. im finally done with my foundation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now. the next step. a huge one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to stay or not to stay. that isnt a question anymore.i have the answers in my head already.just looking for the right time, chance and ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choice no.1    :    Scholarship to UK, AUS, US. Worst case scenario : Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;choice no.2    :   University of Nottingham, Malaysia Campus.&lt;br /&gt;choice no.3    :    Nilai International College, Nilai. Degree from La Trobe or OBU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So? Conclusion : NIC is a no-no. Somehow. The only thing holding me back is YOU. Dear Reuben Chan gives us 6 months. We'll have our 10th. =P He doubts you twice. Proving him wrong this time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U of NOttingham is Seriously PreTTIE!!! Loving that place. =) Loving it Loving It Loving It. So Gonna Love it iF all of you are there though. Can just imagine all of us under one roof, or two. Living together will be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been around applying to unis recently, how many? hehe. Dun asK. =) pray my offer letter comes back fast. Holidays holidays holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots to update. Just Too LAzzie. So til den. I shall stay silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lotsa things happening nowadays though..some bad some good some confusing some just..slips thru my mind..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-2888920923971466419?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/2888920923971466419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=2888920923971466419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/2888920923971466419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/2888920923971466419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/03/plans-plans-plans-life-is-all-about.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-2413768963798320044</id><published>2007-02-20T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T00:52:45.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well well well..lets see..i'm in the mood for some astrology atm..so lets do some investigation if its true..black is what it says bout me according to birthdate and time and place n blablabla..i dunno ow they count but after keying in this is what it says la..purple is mine..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;How You Approach Life and How You Appear To Others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High-spirited, enthusiastic, and exuberant, you love adventure, change, exploring new territory, and are not happy confined to the same safe, familiar, secure little world all the time. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i soooo wanna leave malaysia..encouragements..!!! Malaysia Bye byE..Jackpot..where are you??? i wanna say hello to UK...nottingham!!! aaaahhh........&lt;/span&gt;You have a strong restlessness and yearning for something greater than anything you've yet experienced, and you often live in your dreams and visions for the future.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; i agree..i guess..my visions for the future is clear..dreams are there and doubts are there too..whether or not it would b fulfilling or not is another thing..but career wise..pretty sure bout accountancy..ACCA here i come..=P&lt;/span&gt; You tend to believe that the grass is greener somewhere else and you like to keep moving, either literally or figuratively. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;prove my point on leaving aint it??? den again im pretty sure ill miss malaysia once im out..lets all leave together..=P hehe..all in all..malaysia still the best..no WINTER!!! ill die!!! which reminds me..my uncle's place in Seattle..he was telling us that his place is coooooold...as in negative sth...ppl die there coz of the temperature..especially when electricity is cut and all..sigh..another thing on going US..my cousin gotta shovel the snow every half an hour..pooor thing..not that he is until his mum starts yelling anyway..in his own world with his hot gf now..=P living in his own world having fun n not caring bout wuz happening outside..=P so y do i wanna leave so badly again? lol..plus my mum wants me to stay..so guess malaysia is where i belong? doubt it..im gonna gert a job outside of malaysia if i cant further my studies there..thats my plan..or travelling~~~backpack round US visiting my cousins..muahahhaa...gotta start saving..galvin lim you also..course u're following..alone very scary..hehe..&lt;/span&gt;idealistic and optimistic, you always expect something better ahead. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you got to right? or life would be plain? and perhaps boring? and ...hmmm...dunno...&lt;/span&gt;You love to have a goal, something to aim for, but once you achieve it you are on to something else. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;next goal..mmmm..my goal on gettnig a scholarship is not fulfilled yet..so till den... &lt;/span&gt;You are ever on the lookout for new opportunities and you are a gambler, willing to take risks and to break new ground. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hmmmmm....i wonder...nottingham? am i willing to take the risk to let go all my friends in NIC..my love ones..? thinking..deep consideration.....&lt;/span&gt;The possibility of discovering something new is what makes life interesting for you. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;who doesnt? &lt;/span&gt;You have great faith in life and bounce back quickly from disappointment and failure. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you cant stay too long in disappointments and failures right? every cloud has its silver lining..=) sth must be better ahead..=)=)=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;The Inner You: Your Real Motivation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At heart you are modest and humble, and you rarely strive to be in the limelight or in a position of power. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hmmmm..i wouldnt strive to be in the position of power..but i wouldnt mind if it helps me gain experience..&lt;/span&gt;You have a sharp analytical mind, a keen eye for detail, and you prefer to observe, dissect, and study life from a distance. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hmmm..and probably just ctn studying it.. and not speak bout it? am i anywy? &lt;/span&gt;Conscientious and conservative, you can be relied upon to be careful, efficient, and thorough in your work and you take pride in doing a job well.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;uhmmm..depends on what actually.. &lt;/span&gt;What you may lack in self-confidence you often make up for in skill - developing expertise, technical knowledge, and competency in some specialized area.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;true true true true true i think.&lt;/span&gt; You are adept at using your hands to create or fix things, and meticulous attention to detail and careful craftsmanship are your forte. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hmmmm....such as??? &lt;/span&gt;Some would say you are a little TOO meticulous, for you can be extremely critical and petty if everything is not done exactly as you think it should be, and you worry about things that other people consider trivial and unimportant. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;that you can ask my mum..&lt;/span&gt;You like to organize, categorize, and arrange everything into a logical system, and you are often distinctly uncomfortable when something does not fit into a neat category.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;when im in d mood..or ill practically not care..and if it wasnt for my mum training since young..lol..i can just imagine how my rooom will turn out to be like now.. &lt;/span&gt;Disorganization vexes you. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;at times..when u r tired and everything else..the last thing u wanna see is a mess..and probably the last place u wanna be in..so yea..sometimes..disorganization do irritates me..&lt;/span&gt;You probably wish that you were not such a perfectionist, for besides being a stickler for details, you can be mercilessly self-critical as well. Whether in your environment or in yourself, you tend to focus on the flaws, with a desire to improve, refine, and perfect. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;or probably just ignore them?&lt;/span&gt; You are strictly factual, truthful, and scrupulously honest in your self-estimation, and you often do not give yourself enough praise or credit. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;im pretty im smart im pretty im smart..=P mmm...soooo seldom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more purple den black..lol..o well..=/ astrologies are fun to play with..i do belif in some of them nevertheles..=) its funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;so back to Chinese NEw YEar! HAppy Chinese New Year! in the Year of Boar. Lets all grow fat fat white whte signifying the year of the boar..=P okok..kidding..no one wants to..=) definitely not me anyway..wish all prettier every day and guys grow cuter la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;singles out there may you find your love ones..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;couples out there stay faithful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;those overseas..hve fun and take care..dun get wasted and call me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(BRADEN HOH HAN LYAM YOU CALLED ME TONIGHT TELLING ME YOU ARE WASTED AND TO MISS CALL YOU EVERY SINGLE DAY TO PROVE MY EXISTENCE! EXCUSE ME! HOW CAN YOU DO THIS TO ME??? HMPH. I DEMAND A STUSSY ORIGINAL TEE WHEN U R BACK..OR COACH BAG..MODEL WILL BE SENT SOON..=p )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;hehe..told u ill make u realise u did call me..sigh..him and his aussie slang already and its not even a month since he's there..-_-'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;those here..hehe..stay happy..and come find me always..=) im free up til april!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;muahahahahhaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o wel..beeeen eatin non stop since night b4 CNY..putting on weight again..thnks to never ending lunches..dinners..cookies..daging salais as my cous said it..o well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking to mummy today.ask me go find out bout nottingham..so if i cant transfer my credits..ill be gone from NIC already next month..sigh..all of a sudden..praying hard i can transfer..i wanna stay there for another 2-3 sems b4 i actually leave there..so many things im not ready to let go..feelings for NIC is getting deeper..aiks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nites now..HappY CHINESE NEW YAER ONCE AGAIN!!! eat more la..especially &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SWEE HUI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..its the time of the year again..for ya to grow..=)&lt;br /&gt;to all around Malaysia..Miss ya Girls..=)&lt;br /&gt;cya cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-2413768963798320044?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/2413768963798320044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=2413768963798320044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/2413768963798320044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/2413768963798320044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/02/well-well-well.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-7363882893246826470</id><published>2007-02-16T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T00:00:45.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.officially back in telawi. for good. only for a month though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams on 5th and 6th March. Fingers Cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ahhhhh..." So good to be back home..slept tru the night without any disturbance..exfoliated..did everything needed for cny..except cleaning my room..shall do tml..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..so i went job hunting today..and den mmmm..shopping as well..cant resist it..muahahaha..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOb Hunting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Aldo. hopefully they call me back. manager sounded keen. PRAYING HARD&lt;br /&gt;2. The Talk - Japanese Restaurant. Manager sounded keen alright. Except that..eh-hem..comments later if i dun get the job..blh..&lt;br /&gt;3. Steakhouse-Manager..sounded keen until i say i cant start work immediately..blhblhblh..&lt;br /&gt;4. Shopaholic.&lt;br /&gt;5. still got where a..not sure..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping&lt;br /&gt;1. KHAI IS ON SALE!!! DamnIT. 80% tml going back with my mum. Im cashles..hopefully she'll subsidise..wth..branded goods all out at less den 50 bucks..shit..&lt;br /&gt;2. VINCCI - now..this is not the vincce u see everywhere..this is the EXCLUSIVE OUTLET. i repeat EXCLUSIVE OUTLET.    whats so exclusive? one bag cost $300-500. I was about to swear when i saw the price. For a Vincci???? Id rather get my GaP or GUESS..SHIT!!! n i fell in love with one there..real leather..aaaaahhhhhhhhhh.................!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;3. Cats Whisker- hehe..reserve a top..gonna go back tml dee..think its worth it..valued..i think ill wear it often..&lt;br /&gt;4. Blook- Saw sth..deciding on cats whiskers n blook 20 bucks diff..but materials..n all..ahhh..dunnola&lt;br /&gt;5. Gossips- Bags Bags Bags.. They Got not bad bags..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Announcements-&lt;br /&gt;1. Ong Szu-Mei Take CAre And Remember the 8 Paths..=P&lt;br /&gt;2. SAT!!! Congrats to SzuMei, AMos, And KImBErleY!!! MaGOd. dun ask me k? I did badly. Hmph. and all of u complaining tough huh?&lt;br /&gt;3. CNY. HAppy ChinESe NEW YEAR!!! May all Grow FAt Fat Fair Fair. Loaded with AngpoWs to share with zen Here Aight? Need it. Scarcity of CASH! =P&lt;br /&gt;4. Im back In KL for the next month. Do come visit me. =P&lt;br /&gt;5. REdang. Awaiting confirmation from dear Zhao Bing. My Trusty Travel Agent. Make sure we get good rates. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galvin&lt;br /&gt;If u ever read this. =P miss ya loadz. Save The Penguins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okla. tHats It. Hyper Now. Nth better to say. I Need CASH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*muax* signing off and again. SAVE THE PENGUINS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-7363882893246826470?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/7363882893246826470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=7363882893246826470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/7363882893246826470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/7363882893246826470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-2719274625409591057</id><published>2007-02-11T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T22:55:47.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>goodbyes are tough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we hug them goodbye&lt;br /&gt;saying our wishes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we see them hug their love ones&lt;br /&gt;with tears rolling down their cheeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we see them wave their last goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;we wonder when will be the next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just sent yee shuang and yee ming. thanks to monkey dian, he fetched me n mun there. just got back. was feeling okay til. not sure. exhaustion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends come and go. for every hi we say. there will always be a bye. never thought it would be so soon. as we move on through the years in school, college. goodbyes are unavoidable. laughters lesser. circles revolve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;james on 5th.braden left yesterday. yee shuang, yee ming today. chong yaw 16th. szu-mei 18th. kim june, july. karmun next intake?  shanna uk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;revolving year. wondering how many more goodbyes i have to go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February 14 is here again. Love is in the air?&lt;br /&gt;All couples out there. Cherish your love ones. It's not easy for two of you to share so much in common when there are billions out there looking for one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singles? Love yourself. Friendships are more reliable at times. Stay single stay Jolly. Missing singlehood. Find your Perfect Match sooon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All - HAPPY VALENTINES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not really in the moood at all for valentines with so many goodbyes. goodbye valentine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-2719274625409591057?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/2719274625409591057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=2719274625409591057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/2719274625409591057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/2719274625409591057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/02/goodbyes-are-tough-as-we-hug-them.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-7301071785397892569</id><published>2007-01-21T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T22:55:47.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;aight. back again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;before any of you jump into assumptions that i was feeling not right or feeling the way that i was written in my last post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*buzzer*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cant possibly. loving life as it is with random thoughts of depression and emo-ing at times. =) llife isnt about perfection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;back to new year resolution. ill make a short term one i think from now on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;January - Slimmer BOD!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to start working out to get my dream body. just my flat tummy will do and im not gonna ask anything more than that. since i've came to nilai, ive put on that ALOT of weight..for those who don't believe. please look back pictures i had like 8 mnths before now..back then i was cautious bout my diet and everything..now..after i came here..grow fatter n fatter every semester k...so this sem..LOSE WEIGHT!!! beginning to feel the bulge and everything..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;conclusion from the girls as well = everybody grew fatter with a few exception..i've seeen changes in my juniors last semester..hehe..after one sem dah gemuk..and according to reuben chan aka our dsr officer who've been in the college for dunno how many years now..everybody either leave fatter or same...so i wanna be one of the going away with slimmer body or same..NOT FATTER!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe..so DIET DIET EXERCISE EXERCISE!!! Joining aerobics..and hopefully basetball, volleyball, jogging will be revived..gotta have the spirit from now on to look pretty during cny i gues..=/ all in all..all for myself considering Mr G is trying his very hard to fatten me up..(part of the reason why i put on weight as well. hmph!) so gambatteh! all for our diet plans and may all girls get nicer bodies and perfect complexion this semester!!! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022497003329855714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RbN-agjwoOI/AAAAAAAAADA/dMiMFShacO4/s320/Stripped_by_rekit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; *ps : picture for motivation purposes only none others. i dun have a crave for stick thin models. nor have i the thoughts of being like her. just wanna be slimmer, healthier and prettier. all in all =  loving me. loving myself. loving my body. *muax*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*signing off*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-7301071785397892569?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/7301071785397892569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=7301071785397892569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/7301071785397892569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/7301071785397892569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/01/aight.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RbN-agjwoOI/AAAAAAAAADA/dMiMFShacO4/s72-c/Stripped_by_rekit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-6883376126245865499</id><published>2007-01-20T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T23:24:01.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;.places i wanna be at this very moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;One&lt;/span&gt; - somewhere far far away like Hawaii? Sea Breeze, Warm Sun, Friendly people. A place where I can be whoever I wanna be cause No one knows me there? no one will have the ability to discover who the real Zhen Cui is. No one to snoop around, no one to care what i wear, what i do, how i talk, no foes, new friends. Perfect Fantasy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022124616780390578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RbIruwjwoLI/AAAAAAAAACU/Q55OAlrke-4/s320/Hawaii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Two&lt;/span&gt; - somewhere Far Far Up. If u cant run away to somewhere far, somewhere high up will do. A Place to hide from Miseries, Problems, Reality. For instance. Tip Top of a KL Apartment with exotic View will do. All i need is a place peaceful enough, quiet enough to hear the voice within me. to tell me what i am, remind me of who i am, and not care about anywhere else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022125175126139090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RbIsPQjwoNI/AAAAAAAAACk/LHS7crLnFgo/s320/View_From_Tokyo_Tower_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Three&lt;/span&gt; - somewhere with Blast off RnB, HipHop, Or wtv thats loud enough to shut down everything thats happening round me. to dance away all miseries, get wasted and forget everything, just to get crazee and cause destruction to my human bod. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022124517996142754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RbIrpAjwoKI/AAAAAAAAACM/DlqQMy1vJ3s/s320/Clubbing_by_bean989.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Four &lt;/span&gt;- somewhere where all i got is my girlfriends lying on the bed with talks to express and absorb. miss the nights in or the long hours hogging on the line. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022124350492418194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RbIrfQjwoJI/AAAAAAAAACE/BXrGLeYfUyM/s320/ART_GIRLS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Five&lt;/span&gt; - under my blankie in my room back in Bangsar. covering myself wholely under my soft and comfy comforter warm enough to keep everything under control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022124874478428354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RbIr9wjwoMI/AAAAAAAAACc/-Tl2qFAYacI/s320/Under_the_Covers_03_by_san_kie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;afraid. just afraid on how my future might be. will it turn out to be what it is epected to be? or will it not? will i work hard for what i wanna be? will i turn out to be a social liability? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;turning back time. time machine. existence or the thoughts. why do they exist? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you have the power to turn back time. will you? will you turn back time and make sure that all mistakes are not repeated? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;random thoughts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*signs off*&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/12325912-6883376126245865499?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/6883376126245865499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=6883376126245865499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/6883376126245865499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/6883376126245865499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RbIruwjwoLI/AAAAAAAAACU/Q55OAlrke-4/s72-c/Hawaii.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-625987290065778197</id><published>2007-01-13T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T21:15:09.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"lubricant works. all u need is just little squirts and rubs and it does wonders." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guys with dirty minds please put your head in the washing machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it works for padlocks la. i successfully lock my brother outta the house cause he came back at 0000hours. hmph. worst than me. i dun even do that. and i lock the rest of the family in the house. cause of my clumsiness. sth i will never learn to conquer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;story begins when i was making supper and the doorbell rang. grab keys went out to save my lil brother who is wearing a shirt saying "i'm allergic to my sister" yup. you are. so i lock you out. hmph. evil monkey. well..im not that evil a sister actually. i just happen to put the wrong key into the wrong hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every padlock has its eccentric pattern set of keys to allow it to be unlock. Mr G tried again and again inserting his mailbox key to try to open other tenants mailbox but failed cause "how can they have so many sets of different keys and holes? impossible. sure got one repeat one" so he went on and on lu. dumb dumb. but maybe he's right. who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the point. well. if you believe there is only one set of keys for one hole, it's actually the same as human's heart. you only need the right guy for girls and the right girl for guys. Ive seen playboys settle down for a girl, its hard to believe but i did. Ive seen girls throwing themselves to guys who manage to touch their heart. However, if you do not know how to maintain it. Like locks, it will get rusty and it will be stuck stuck or sth. Lubricant, *smoothener*, maintenance, all you got to do is just to pay more attention to her/him and everything will be fine. Every little obstruction or ignorance may just be the turning point of a perfect relationship. so do not take anything for granted la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. dunno how i got there. back to my story. so i locked all of us in and my lil bro out. den my uncle kept trying and trying. so embarassing o. so late dee. everybody crowd round infront of my house trying to unlock that stupid lock and i cant open the main gate coz the key to the padlock no 2 is the one stuck in padlock no1. -_-' sorry. i know i dumb. =P so ta-da. my dad is back luckily. and now &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lubricant works. all u need is just little squirts and rubs and it does wonders&lt;/span&gt;. hehe. my dad got the wrong key out. with some lubricant and den dunno what he did. damn fast. twist twist. ta-da. DONE. doink. learnt lesson. lubricant works wonders. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*signing off again*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-625987290065778197?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/625987290065778197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=625987290065778197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/625987290065778197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/625987290065778197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/01/lubricant-works.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-2823027696382289940</id><published>2007-01-12T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T23:47:45.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been outdated for awhile now, cant believe its &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2007&lt;/span&gt; already. My 18th year plus 3 months of life on earth. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;At the last month of 2006. So many things happened. But yet. I was too lazee to update. Before you jump into any assumptions on what happened, let your imagination run wild on me being kidnapped, found dead somewhere. I’m alive. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pictures will be uploaded sooon. Slow connection and when i mean slow. Sloooooooow. Gonna wait til dear Taiwan Cables are all fixed. (part of the reason on why im not updating)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's turn back the clock. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2006&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A year where I've&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;worked. at Topman, MidValley.      &lt;/span&gt;Experience. Whoever who wanna get involve in Retail. Invest in a good pair      of shoes. Seeing happy faces when customers get their stuff is good;      seeing the amount the shop earns make ya think how much are you overpaying      all the items; standing for 8 hours without rest is exhausting; customers      yelling at you for sizes are dumb; looking at mothers shopping for sons      are funny; seeing guys blushing cause their mum are still picking clothes      for them is funnier (no offense to those who still do). its cute.      seriously. =) &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Love meeting different kind of people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;worked. at dad's office.      &lt;/span&gt;Experience. Totally different one. Dealing with people from overseas is      fun. Though there are time difference; Getting yelled just because they      can't get their documents which are stranded is definitely annoying;      dealing with government sector is darn freaking annoying and&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; I would never      ever ever wanna get involve with them in any section of my career in      future. and I mean NEVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;searched again and again for      colleges and universities to admit into. &lt;/span&gt;Visitted almost all in KL.      Discussions with parents have never been easy. Crying over decisions and      arguments are just darned weird but it still do happen. Its just so      freaking hard to express to the grown up sometimes. Applications are      sooooooo darn MAFAN. Especially for scholarships and no reply is another      thing. Sigh. SADDENING. Still Trying actualy. Sigh. But then again.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Life      is always about trying. If you try at least you wouldnt regret later on.      Nothing To Lose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Awarded scholarship to Nilai      International College. &lt;/span&gt;Started a new life there. Being out of civilization      is not easy. And when i mean not easy. Its TOUGH. Miss City Life.      Nevertheless. Met lotsa fantastic people. You know who you are. =) All are      different. All are unique. Exposed to different kinda experience every      single day. Tried so many stuff (and when i say many. i meant MANEEE) I wouldnt have done. Low profile feels      weird but then again. Prefer it more than being hunted for every single      thing as it did in the past chapters of my life. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Life's never been better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Friends come and go. &lt;/span&gt;Seeing      close friends go isnt easy. Tears have been shed as we grew apart. Deep      down in me. You girls still plays a part in my life. Our circle loses its      diameter in speed. Hopefully, in years to come, we'll still stay in      contact for all of our shopping spree and manhunt, though we never really      do anyway. =) For guys. without you guys, our gatherings would be dull and      weird. =/ Hehe. Stay noisy and perverted. =P&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Ended a chapter of my life      and started one with Galvin in it.&lt;/span&gt; As much as I dun mind being single at      all. =) Glad to have him interfering, disturbing me. =P Life's never been      better. Having someone to love and love you back is not easy. Feelings are      here and here to stay.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Love makes the world go round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Looking back on how i was      during the beginning of 2006 and end of 2006.&lt;/span&gt; I have changed. Ive learn      from lotsa stuff. I learned to admit on my weaknesses and try to improve them. Ive learn to have more self confidence and never underestimate myself and others on what everyone can do. Ive learnt to let go on certain things. Learn to be strong and stay silent whenever needed. Learnt not to interfere to much on everything and to let things just flow. Whether Ive changed into a better person or worst. Its up to you on how you see me      I guess. What I know is. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;But If you don't know me enough. Don't judge me.      Please and Thank You.Thats all I'm asking for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; Now. That was 2006.  No Regrets on how I've Lived It.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Though so many questioned on why am I still in Nilai.  Though I can imagine myself  in anywhere but there. Guess I'm fine with it already, no matter how bias or prejudice you all are against that place even though I am myself at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Life's unpredictable at times. So what you have to do is to live with it as it is. Change it wherever you can. At times, things look bad because you choose to look at it on it's negative point of view. Turn it around and look at the other side. Every cloud has its silver lining. Search for it. =) Most importantly. Love yourself. =) I'm Loving Me. Oo. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;New Year Resolution No 1: Love Thyelf.&lt;/span&gt; If you don't love yourself. Who Will? Applies to all. Single Or Hooked. *muax*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Now. 2007. A year that's soon to be survived? Where will I be? Where will I go? What will I do? How will I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;New Year Resolutions(NYR) are there to be made. I've not set mind but I have it in my mind. Only need to put into words and see me slipping the piece of paper into somewhere and then totally forget about it and then find it again one day just to laugh at all the funny resolutions that I made. Hehe. Lots of you do the same. Don't lie to yourself. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;13th January, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Col has started. Stuck with 2 LAN subjects. Malaysian Studies and Morale. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hasil-hasil kerja tangan saya boleh dirujuk dan ditempah pada bila-bila masa sahaja.&lt;/span&gt; 12 hours of boredom. Lecturers are really nice people but I just can't pull myself together to listen to them. I don't know why. Think I'll give myself a 2nd chance to learn how to concentrate again in class. Praying hard for the willpower. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Shanna~Bless Us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now. Let me introduce you to something which all of you are familiar with and it never fails to annoy us for a few days or worst a few weeks, it connects us with lots of people as well, linking them to us. It never fails to make us cry or to make us pay more attention to us, ourselves when we are alone. All hail &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;INFLUENZA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img15.imgspot.com/u/07/11/11/10966612611681168618602.kidfluanimation.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pronounced &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;in-floo-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;en&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;-zah&lt;/span&gt;. It's known to cause fever, chills, cough, body aches, headaches, and sometimes earaches or sinus problems. It's causing me sinus problem and my nose is about to fall off sooon. Everybody is sick. *touch wood* not everybody but lots. Hmph. Im not gonna blame anyone. Im weak. So I caught the Bug from G. Dum Dum I Dont Want Your Bug Bug (for those who have yet watch night in the musuem. WATCH! don't miss it. bring your sis, bro, mum, dad. it's movie time) Hehe. Anyway. In short. If you still have not realize what isit. It's FLU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are down with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul class="kh_longline_list"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rest in bed or on the couch. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I've been sleeping whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drink lots of liquids, like water, chicken broth, and other fluids. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Drank lots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take medicine to ease your fever, aches, and pains. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Taking Soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go see Doctor. I WILL NEVER. NOT EVER EVER. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;dun like to see, smell the stench and swallow pinkish liquid or stone like tablets. YUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be stubborn and just live with it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;It'll go away cause you have antibody. Let nature settle it. Just Like Me. Muahahahaha. I hope anyway. Forced made me take meds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Take care of yourself k? Hmm..for those who don't have your love ones to care for you. NO worries. That's what friends are for. =) Call them up. Call Me Up. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniffing off*&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy Your Weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-2823027696382289940?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/2823027696382289940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=2823027696382289940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/2823027696382289940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/2823027696382289940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2007/01/been-outdated-for-awhile-now-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-601170553409595692</id><published>2006-12-18T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T02:11:12.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just made myself a cup of hot lemon honey tea so guess i will just sit down and redo my blog since its been awhile and im bored with my blog skin already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy to do my own so im just gonna use the ones ready made customizing it to my own likes and dislikes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna stick to it till then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im putting on weight badly nowadays. eating non-stop, snacking whenever possible, infrequent meals, bad sleep timing..all the bad habits imply..getting nags from my mum already..sigh..help!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS FINALLY OVER!!! it ended on 13th December 2006. I have officially ended my Foundation Studies. *screams with joy* ..if only it wasnt for the FREAKINGLY STUPID LAN SUBJECTS..i would probably take another 3 months rest and move on to my degree in March..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 whole semester for MAlaysian Studies and Morale. How Nice. =) Whoever out there. Zen is free and available next few months. Call Me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think Im gonna activate myself in Rotaract. Haven been going to meetings due to their times..sigh..Miss Them LoadZ..Miss being involve..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O well..story goes..exams Are tougher den last Semester..Hopefully I wouldnt fall flat losing my scholar all at once..or probably i will..den Ill be outta Nilai..but then again..dun think I wanna leave that sooon unless there's a better opportunity out there..*like another scholarship to Aus..UK..US* if not..Im hold back by the girls..galv..and galv..sigh..miss him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, 13th Dec 06&lt;br /&gt;WATCHED HAPPY FEET!!! Those who have yet watch it. Catch it before you miss it in the Cinema!!! It's perfect. =) Love Mumble Happy Feet. Gloria's Voice is just..dunno how to explain..JUST WATCH!!! GO NOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Shopping shopping shopping..&lt;br /&gt;was suppose to join 4 1/2 Girls to KL..but then..*clears throat* slept til 2..so didnt make it..so stayed in Bangsar went shopping with sisTEr..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..for those who are not familiar with Bangsar.&lt;br /&gt;Cats Whisker, Gossip, Blook, Shopaholic, Brandz and the shop beside, FOS, Vivien Tsai's Wardrobe, Bangsar Village, Shoes Shoes Shoes..&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh....enough to take up your whole day...so many choices..so many clothes..splendid..time to update a lil..hehe..found a ncie top and a pretty dress..reserve it in hope that my mum agrees with it..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*o ya. zen certified broke*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that follow mum to MNG..we stayed in there for more than 1 hr..luckily got buy stuff..as usual..MNG Sales..SO MANY PEOPLE!!! PACKED!!! at first i really tak bersemangat wanna walk dee..fitting room somemore so many people..so sien..wait also wait till sien..find your size also find till sien..-_-' at the end..i didnt go in fitting rooom at all..try on the spot...hehe..so my mum n me bought a few pieces each..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that met up with Cal, Brad and LYong..hmm..nicey nicey..Toffe Nut Latte in Starbucks..miss starbucks..miss them..beeen soooo loooooong since ive seeen that girl..nv change..still so pretty..=) brought up memories on 2ndary school..and yea yea..im FAT..thanks for reminding gong..hmph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is Galvin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, 15th Dec 06&lt;br /&gt;Hehe..woke up kinda late..meeting Shanna, JiaWeih, YiLan, Szu and Amos before they leave back to their respective hometown..so we went Shopping at One Utama..got my sandals..thats bout it..needed it badly cause wearing heels and my heels imbalance dee..=/ Due to dear Amos who starved us..for bout 2 hours..we tak bersemangat nak jalan after that dee..so walk around and stuff..went back to MidVAlley after that cause they forgot that they duplicated their room keys..=P hehe..so blur..too induged in their shopping sprees..should see what jia weih bought..terrible..1 day buy so many dee..imagine the stuff she can buy with unlimited money and time..-hmmm...den again..i believe all girls can..never ever underestimate the spending and shopping power of girls..dun even doubt us-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTMAS is just around the corner!!! MidVAlley is ...like a fairytale..except this..there is no witch who tries to fatten you up by letting u eat her gingerbread house like in hanzel and grettel (ignore spelling) ahhhh...we stayed throughout the whole performance by the performers..=P so jolly..feeel soooo happy and bubbly and stuff...hmmm...the warmth of xmas spirit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RYWDzTpjCjI/AAAAAAAAABs/ucK9Xm81dds/s1600-h/IMG_0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RYWDzTpjCjI/AAAAAAAAABs/ucK9Xm81dds/s320/IMG_0236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009555077990648370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RYWD0DpjCkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/9DJS7vPuOr0/s1600-h/IMG_0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RYWD0DpjCkI/AAAAAAAAAB0/9DJS7vPuOr0/s320/IMG_0238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009555090875550274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MidValley is perfect for pictures now..=) we had a good time nevertheless..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for xmas shopping!!! only for mummy and daddy..=P BROKE and probably lil bro..tat fat lil pig..growing fatter and fatter..sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galvin is still missing in my days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday and Today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically Since Ive came back from Nilai..all i did was..going out every single day shpping..catching up with friends..and lots lots lots..not much time spent with me myself and i..not much time spent at home..realy miss home...=( which is probably why i declared that im not gonna go anywhere after RMN (royal malaysian navy) missing home too much..and it schocked my mum..blh..i love home..the only place i feel comfortable in..muax..lovey homey..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been bumping into lotsa people these few days..&lt;br /&gt;frst it was desmond..SHOCKED!!! he terrible o.bumped into jia weih nv say sorry somemore..desmond..!!! how could you...anyway..was really happy to see him!!! miss him!!! miss all the quarrels we have since..since..std2..=P I know you for 11 years D!!! ahhhhh....soooo loooooong..!!!! =) =) =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li En, Krys, Cow, And Krys Sis..wow..changed..Krys cut her hair short..really shocked me..but she still look the same..pretty as usual..=) studying ISKL doing IB now..glad she's doing well..still soooo loving with Cow..hehe..soooo happpppy for them...o bout that..Caleeen also...both also more than 3 years dee...hehe...Li En..hehe..she's taken..!!! Saw her bf a few times before..but BEH LI EN!!! you haven intro yet.=P o well..there's always a next time..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Mah Kar Mun. bumped into her in Lot10 today..hmmm..always seeing her around shopping..better come during new years eve..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Galvin remains in the world of Football Fantasy..Man Utd still leading though..hehe..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEw yeaRS Eve PLanS UP.&lt;br /&gt;Zhien Wei. Better call the guys up and conFirm!&lt;br /&gt;Yee Shuang. CAll GIRLS!!!&lt;br /&gt;LIM YONG. MAKE RESERVATIONS..and call people..&lt;br /&gt;GALVIN..try to come..not compulsry..but hope you can..MISS YA LOTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i wont be here..til 24th..den by that time..all fully booked..we all celebrate at mamak only k..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooo many things to do..sooooo many things to catch up on...sooooooo little things to do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19th Dec-24th Dec - ROYAL MALAYSIAN NAVY. Im going ONBOARD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things To Do During and After.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;catch up with friends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;new year resolution.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lose weight. need to.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;clean wardrobe.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;send regards to all.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;studies.....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;scholars....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;learn how to make quiche, scones, peach pie..TEA PARTY!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;new years eve plans...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;party party party PARTEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYYYYY&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;hehe..thats bout it i think..i have lots more to crap actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaoz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o ya..friends all around Malaysia or globe who are reading..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS and do rmb my prezzie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-santa : im in the nice list and i promise ill behave next year..so is n73 in my list of prezzie?-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-601170553409595692?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/601170553409595692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=601170553409595692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/601170553409595692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/601170553409595692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-made-myself-cup-of-hot-lemon-honey.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RYWDzTpjCjI/AAAAAAAAABs/ucK9Xm81dds/s72-c/IMG_0236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-5924879440349507193</id><published>2006-12-04T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T00:33:34.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Deja Vu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;If you thought it was just a trick of the mind, prepare yourself for the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;After an explosion on a ferry kills over 500 people including a large group of party-going sailors, an ATF agent (Denzel Washington) investigates the crime. AN FBI agent (Val Kilmer) also joins the investigation. Impressed with the ATF agent's skills, the FBI agent invites him to join a new team that has a new program that uses satellite technology to look backwards in time for 4-1/2 days to try to capture the terrorist (Jim Cavaziel). Meanwhile a young woman (Paula Patton) who was burned washes up on shore. Meant to look like part of of the explosion, the body arrives at its location too soon, which leads the agents to believe her death is related to the explosion. As they use the new technology to study the woman, the ATF agent determines that this is not satellite imagery but somehow is using a time warp. From this point in the film, the movie moves from a crime film to a sci-fi time paradox film. Nonetheless, the action is non-stop and always captivating. The end of the film may be confusing to some people, but it is all laid out if one cares to look carefully. Contains some extreme violence that some may find disturbing, particularly during the explosion when many people are shown jumping off the boat in flames.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Movie was directed by Tony Scott. Salute. For having a brain like that. To think and thought about the twist and how he could leave his audience thinking, debating, arguing about what happened. Went to watch at BTS with the girls + Amos and Galv. It was definitely worth the watch although i fell asleep at the first 15-20 minutes. It went interesting and it created so many doubts and assumptions in my mind throughout the whole movie that i think i spent the last half an hour in the movie debating with Galv on what is going to happen. Aaahhh..think that is the first time i talk so much in the movie. Watch it. Then you'll know why. Trust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;After the whole movie. We came out. and we went on and on about the movie. =P seriously. it's not bad. but kinda ridicuolous. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;O yea. BTS so called biggest food-court which we have branded foodcourt wannabe. SUX. dun even think bout going all the way to tenth flr for it. Not worth it at all. blk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hmm..den somehow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;G : We need to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Lol..so we were discussing bout how this and that happen and all sort all the way in the train back to COl. definitely worth the watch. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Rating A with 4 and a half star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It was great. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;-truth is what keeps us all alive-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Btw. Sales is BACK ON!!! aaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!! wanna go shopping wanna go shopping..money money money!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-5924879440349507193?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/5924879440349507193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=5924879440349507193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/5924879440349507193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/5924879440349507193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2006/12/deja-vu-if-you-thought-it-was-just.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-1348536145057371935</id><published>2006-12-04T05:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T05:48:18.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On the 28th Of November. A Baby Girl was born. She grew into a girl who fancies Frogs alot. Picky in eating. Dislikes Kaya and Pandan, Anti-Spicy Food and Lots MOre.&lt;br /&gt;And now. She turned intoo a beautiful little girl whom everyone mistaken for the youngest among all. And we all agree. =P&lt;br /&gt;Young And Smart. It's Shanna Tan Shan Shan.&lt;br /&gt;Never Got to blog bout this that day. (blame college connection)&lt;br /&gt;Happy Happy Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;May all your wishes come true and All the best in Finals. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you loved your birthday. *hugz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RXNDt35ykyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vuags-zRUPM/s1600-h/DSCN8585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RXNDt35ykyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vuags-zRUPM/s320/DSCN8585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004418066318267170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the strike of Midnight. We all turned white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RXNEA35ykzI/AAAAAAAAAAs/xty1H_iUu-k/s1600-h/DSCN8613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RXNEA35ykzI/AAAAAAAAAAs/xty1H_iUu-k/s320/DSCN8613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004418392735781682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In preparation. We decorated the Cake by scratch. PROUD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RXNEd35yk1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/aUrWAXsZtcw/s1600-h/DSCN8653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RXNEd35yk1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/aUrWAXsZtcw/s320/DSCN8653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004418890951988050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flamme Restaurant. All we need is just a little dedication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RXNE-n5yk2I/AAAAAAAAABE/5tGD7HVHPPc/s1600-h/IMG_2382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RXNE-n5yk2I/AAAAAAAAABE/5tGD7HVHPPc/s320/IMG_2382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004419453592703842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and a little timer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RXNFkn5yk3I/AAAAAAAAABM/ZBa_L_xMivM/s1600-h/IMG_2368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RXNFkn5yk3I/AAAAAAAAABM/ZBa_L_xMivM/s320/IMG_2368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004420106427732850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And a little limelight stolen. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-da. Shanna.&lt;br /&gt;Frog Prince will one day Appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish..i Wish..i Wish..&lt;br /&gt;..U grow taller..&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;Prince Charming will Be Waiting Always&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;*hugZ*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-1348536145057371935?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/1348536145057371935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=1348536145057371935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/1348536145057371935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/1348536145057371935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2006/12/on-28th-of-november.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RXNDt35ykyI/AAAAAAAAAAk/vuags-zRUPM/s72-c/DSCN8585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-7714826839801978856</id><published>2006-12-04T04:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T00:38:24.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When everything fails.&lt;br /&gt;When everything just fade away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When everything turns you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When everything seems so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When everything just seem to pass you through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RXM6IX5ykwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mmKRoDR5cqA/s1600-h/Faith_by_frixin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RXM6IX5ykwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mmKRoDR5cqA/s320/Faith_by_frixin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004407526468522754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Faith and Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;is all you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Faith and Hope&lt;br /&gt;They are the ones who might bring you back to life.&lt;br /&gt;Giving you another reason to live.&lt;br /&gt;Bear them in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all who once give up.&lt;br /&gt;To all who suffered.&lt;br /&gt;To all who are suffering.&lt;br /&gt;Endure it with faith and hope.&lt;br /&gt;You'll get through it fine.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what they will accompany you through it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RXM6bn5ykxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2qjpkmGsGfc/s1600-h/White.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RXM6bn5ykxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/2qjpkmGsGfc/s320/White.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5004407857181004562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Love is always patient and kind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;It is never jealous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Love is never boastful nor conceded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is never rude or selfish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Love takes no pleasure in other people's sins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0,0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;But the lights in the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Love is always ready to excuse, to trust, and to endure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;whatever comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love will find you&lt;br /&gt;You wouldnt need to search for it&lt;br /&gt;Love is like the wind&lt;br /&gt;You cant see it, only feel it&lt;br /&gt;Love shall be cherish&lt;br /&gt;or you'll regret later&lt;br /&gt;Love is like your best friend&lt;br /&gt;Always accompanying you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Family&lt;br /&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;Strangers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you gotta do&lt;br /&gt;is feel it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A walk to remember. Definitely a movie to remember. Tears are precious. But it's worth it. Leukimia. Reminds me of Sisterhood of the travelling pants. Another inspiring movie that brought me down to tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Cherish your love ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;It's been said over and over again. Do you or me imply it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those with family members in hospital. Faith and hope will bring them through. Ive seen miracles. Though it didnt last long. It's enough. Faith will change everything. Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Faith that brought u here today. Without faith there will never be you. All your love ones have faith in you. No matter how bad you are, how many mistakes you have done, what you did in the past, what you are going to do. They will always support you because they have faith in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith and hope brought us altogether to be living in this world. Wars and disasters still happen. With faith. We deny them and continue living in harmony, in tolerance, in trust to make the world a better place to live in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;-End-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0,0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Finals are here again. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;Have Faith.&lt;br /&gt;Love Ya. Nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0,0, 0);"&gt;-Only Hope-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mandy Moore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;here's a song that's inside of my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It's the one that I've tried to write over and over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm awake in the infinite cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;But you sing to me over and over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So, I lay my head back down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And I lift my hands and pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;To be only yours, I pray, to be only yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I know now you're my only hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sing to me the song of the stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Of your galaxy dancing and laughing and laughing again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;When it feels like my dreams are so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sing to me of the plans that you have for me over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So I lay my head back down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And I lift my hands and pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;To be only yours, I pray, to be only yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I know now, you're my only hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I give you my destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm giving you all of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I want your symphony, singing in all that I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;At the top of my lungs, I'm giving it back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So I lay my head back down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And I lift my hands and pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;To be only yours, I pray, to be only yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I pray, to be only yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I know now you're my only hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; &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/12325912-7714826839801978856?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/7714826839801978856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=7714826839801978856' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/7714826839801978856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/7714826839801978856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2006/12/when-everything-fails.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kX_c9QEKBlA/RXM6IX5ykwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mmKRoDR5cqA/s72-c/Faith_by_frixin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-884874669288619710</id><published>2006-11-23T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T18:15:35.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was viewing my friends blog just now and came across personality test and stuff..how much do u trust those?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are all multiple choice question (which i hate very much coz they dun let me express what i feel, know or just crap) all they do is just program it with "if"s and "else"s in programming language and ta-da. results. which most ppl have the same. where goes the everybody is different believe again?&lt;br /&gt;besides. whenever u do the questionnaires. ppl always tend to choose the best one. like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q :   What will u do when u see a paperwrap on the floor?&lt;br /&gt;A :   Pick and Throw&lt;br /&gt;B :   Ignore and Walk&lt;br /&gt;C :   Stare and announce 'irresponsible' and den dispose the sweet wrapper to the floor yourself&lt;br /&gt;D :   'Eeewww' and Walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how honest u r. Ull tempt to press the button for A. Human nature. Always trying to be nice. =) We are. It's just that in everybody there's this little devil trying to get out. The ones with the horns. and evil smiley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to all the personality test. Doing it doesnt mean u dont know who u r. Or maybe u dont.&lt;br /&gt;*confessions : sometimes i seriously dunno who i am, who i am suppose to be, what am i, what i'm suppose to be, am i good enough, or just. why am i living again?*&lt;br /&gt;Think it's just outta curiousity. and most of the time. u do it den after the analysis. u go :&lt;br /&gt;"hey..its true..no wait that is sooo not true..i am not that kinda girl.."&lt;br /&gt;"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...no way am i hard headed"&lt;br /&gt;It varies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes. the thoughts just get stuck in me on who i am. Remembered clearly once. i irritated lotsa ppl i think asking them how am i. what do they think about me. somehow the answers are all almost the same and it doesnt create an impact to me to become a better person.&lt;br /&gt;there are times where i thought nothing matters and all i have to do is just be me. stay that way coz thats how ppl see u. but can i? can u? *wonders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;college. whoever says its a time to enjoy and to fool around. please admit to d nearest college nearby. its tough. and to think that im only in foundation. how am i ever gonna survive in degree? the classes make me feel stupid at times. like im a blonde bimbo trying to figure out why the sky is blue. coz no matter whut. i just cant seem to get wut the lecturer is trying to say. thats how dumb i am and how dumb i feel. think ill do really badly this semester and get rid of the scholarhip. den i wont be under pressure and the dream/hope/wish of graduating with first class honours are dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;university. dilemma.trying to apply to every scholarship possible that brings me better opportunity than what nic is offering me. thats bout it. so i gotta work hard and start writing dy. malas. all this hectic work and at the end i sun even get a single reply. saddening. worst come to worst. switch to nottingham uni last year. in semenyih, malaysia. financing problem if i go all the way to UK. unless. sponsors sponsors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o well. life is just life i guess. u gotta work hard for everything. every single thing. =) nothing comes easy and nothing comes free. there's a price to pay for everything. =) for instance. me blogging right now is buying my time where im suppose to finish my economics tutorial for my coursework marks. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;til next time. *muax*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*photos at multiply. soooon. sorry*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i still hate MCQs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-884874669288619710?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/884874669288619710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=884874669288619710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/884874669288619710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/884874669288619710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2006/11/was-viewing-my-friends-blog-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-357794097015540037</id><published>2006-11-20T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T21:54:25.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zouk. Rummz. Atmosphere. Soda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clubbing Spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom has always been in Hotels. But Now....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APIIT in Zouk on Dec 3rd. Any enquiries Plz call Alby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor's SAM in Rummz next Monday. Any enquiries Plz Call Ying Hui. Just click on him for more information. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why isit all in clubs now??? I wanna go..Hmm..actually only the naughty side of me who wants to be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Release Stress.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meet Up With Buddies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nv been There.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;D only time i can go in there Without worrying bout guys not Getting in.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just wanna Have Fun and Dance Whole Night.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;but then again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's on a weekday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No transport.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Formal in a club?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bad.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mummy Worries.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exams are soooooo freaking near.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;SO. 5-6=-1. Stay at Home Study.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Still young. Many more chances. =) Im only 18 anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;-hold- im 18..den 19..den 20..SO SOON!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;dilemma on my studies now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;should i stay in nilai? should i venture outwards?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i need a scholarship to bring me outta here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;part of me feel as though there's not much point finishing my degree so soon. i need experience. need more exposure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;i need to spend more time outta here where i can search for myself elsewhere, somewhere far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;conclusion. i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;scholarships. here i come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;talking bout scholarship. do u know that we can actually study on board for 16 weeks? cruising in the ocean with diff nations? sounds sooooo interesting!!! i need sponsors!!! anyone? plz leave a tag. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;o yea. btw. it cost a freaking $80 000 at least. DAMN IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;things to do :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;drop down scholarship due dates.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;find out uni open day. submit admission.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;schedule timetable for new year. *dun stare. its gonna be december already*&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;feel good. look good. GO ON A DIET.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;study study study. smartly.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;sleeeep sleeeep sleeeeep.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;love me myself n g.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; *muax* -writing off-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-357794097015540037?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/357794097015540037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=357794097015540037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/357794097015540037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/357794097015540037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2006/11/zouk.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-5023784913541383986</id><published>2006-11-18T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T00:17:14.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recovering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Three Weeks was a NightMare. All the late nights. All the Datelines, MidTerms. *screamz* HEll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   * No Tme Management. Should have started Some Earlier.&lt;br /&gt;   * Too Many Classes. Too Many assgnments Datelines. Too Many assesment.&lt;br /&gt;   * 30 hours of claasses ARE CRAZEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, 17th November 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely Day. Was gonna go back by ktm. Then my mum called and said she's picking me up. =) Instant Smiley. KTM sux. no offence. but 1 hr journey on the train is horrible. =| Dislike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for lunch in Lil Saigon in Hartamas. Nicey place. With Good Food. =) Go try Go try. Bringing G there sooooon when i can drive and he's down here. hehe..anyway..tiring day..none stop til like..2am..later actually..but was on bed dee..dunno talk til wut time..kim stayed over..ahhh..miss those days..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with the whole gang yesterday..Telawi Street Bistro..=) Lovely Place..REalli Nice..though its kinda pricey..but NICE!!! there will always be second time..=P Made plans..next round hartamas..but then..after dinner and stuff at TSB..wanted to drop by D'Haven for shisha..FULL HSE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys. thankful for them..=) all driving..so i followed Zwei's car..Stupid DAd. Racing with Brad's Civic. =P Went To Hartamas Square..got 2 shishas for all of us..lemon and grape..=? it was okai..nth gr8..dun do it much..2nd time onli..and shuang actually thought im a shisha queen..hmph..im a good girl..as gong branded..hehe..terrible gong..dunno wuz wrong with him that night..so hyper..wanna go clubbing and stuff..=|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures Says it all..posting a Few nice ones here..others..visit multiply k guys? cya..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5144/1504/1600/737349/IMG_0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5144/1504/320/846567/IMG_0049.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;White &lt;/span&gt;And &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Denims&lt;/span&gt; Are The Theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5144/1504/1600/292954/IMG_0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5144/1504/320/776912/IMG_0041.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thoughts Rewind To The Days where Uniforms Are Worn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5144/1504/1600/863299/IMG_0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5144/1504/320/338890/IMG_0029.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bunch of Guys. =) Jolly. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5144/1504/1600/960220/IMG_0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5144/1504/320/992506/IMG_0022.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Girls in the house. =) All With Babydolls and Denims. Coincidence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5144/1504/1600/546299/IMG_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5144/1504/320/97995/IMG_0019.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just wanna look goooood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5144/1504/1600/391175/IMG_0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5144/1504/320/432887/IMG_0025.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dear Chin Fei with his David Hasselhoff. Smile To The Camera Guys. He's For Sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5144/1504/1600/573571/IMG_0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5144/1504/320/507928/IMG_0018.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Now. Everybody. Smile! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gratitutes to Lim Yong. He's Holding the camEra. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we're out. Dear G was sick at home. Got me worried sick. Thank god he's ok now. =| Probably worried bout his Man U..PLaying now..against..Sheffield U..Drawing at 1..at aproximately 12.15am Malaysia time..all ManU fans Out there..cheeer for them..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now..Let's Leave it here..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya peeps..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-5023784913541383986?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/5023784913541383986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=5023784913541383986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/5023784913541383986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/5023784913541383986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2006/11/recovering.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-116275136587804157</id><published>2006-11-06T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T18:02:25.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling naughty today. So let's disturb some ppl. =) Have fun guys! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. Press forward for each question.&lt;br /&gt;3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesnt make sense.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 5 ppl at their tagboard to ask them to do this!&lt;br /&gt;5. Bold the questions and with the answers , give your own comments on how it relates to the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;Rihanna - Unfaithful&lt;br /&gt;Nope. Am not unfaithful. No doubts. Ask G.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Will you get far in life?&lt;br /&gt;Pussycat Dolls – Beep&lt;br /&gt;Answered Sensored. Sorry. Under 21.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do your friends see you?&lt;br /&gt;Rihanna - Selfish Girl  &lt;br /&gt;Selfish? Nope. No fish monger. I think. U be the judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you get married?&lt;br /&gt;James Blunt – Wisemen&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a wisemen, wise enough to sweep me off my feet. Galv. I know what u r thinking. 4get it. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your best friend's theme song?&lt;br /&gt;Hilary Duff – Someone’s watching over me&lt;br /&gt;Definitely hope someone is watching over her now. Take Care Girl. Miss ya lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the story of your life?&lt;br /&gt;Justin ft Will.i.am.-Damn Girl&lt;br /&gt;Something bout me? Im just me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was high school like?&lt;br /&gt;High School Musical – OST - Get your head in the game&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Head was right in. Though the brain might not be at times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you get ahead in life?&lt;br /&gt;3 Doors Down – let me go&lt;br /&gt;Let me go. Just do. If you don’t. Ill never grow. Ill never learn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best thing about your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Nelly Furtado – Permiscuous Girl&lt;br /&gt;Hip. Happening. Pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is in store for this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Up – Shania Twain&lt;br /&gt;UP? Im staying back in college this weekend. =) Spend time with G. Hmm..maybe Up. Im cooking!!! Lets hope I dun burn the kitchen. =P&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What song describes you?&lt;br /&gt;Mary J Blige – BE Without you&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..ill be me with or without you..its me who attracts u..nothing else..aint I right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To describe your grandparents?&lt;br /&gt;Teriyaki Boyz – Tokyo Drift (Fast and Furious)&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..more on the opposite..my grandmas are old dee..not sure bout granddads..never seen them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is your life going?&lt;br /&gt;Jay Z &amp; Beyonce – Bonie And Clyde&lt;br /&gt;Is it or is it not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Gareth Gates – Say it isn’t so.&lt;br /&gt;Well. Im dead. Arent I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does the world see you?&lt;br /&gt;Nelly Furtado – Try&lt;br /&gt;They see me trying and trying..and will they do anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you have a happy life?&lt;br /&gt;Nick Lachey - What’s Left Of Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do your friends really think of you?&lt;br /&gt;Beyonce – Fever&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm..though I look pale and still have a high temeperature of hotness..=P I aint having fever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do people secretly lust after you?&lt;br /&gt;Rihanna – Break it off&lt;br /&gt;Guess not? Break off the dreams of having ppl lusting over me!!! Aint pretty enough. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Powter – Bad Day&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..by having a bad day? Oh well..every cloud has its silver lining so I guess it would turn out well at the end..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;Pussycat Dolls – Sway&lt;br /&gt;Sway my way to kids? Doink. -_-‘&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People that I tag&lt;br /&gt;1. Szu-Mei&lt;br /&gt;2. Amos&lt;br /&gt;3. Shanna&lt;br /&gt;4. Zhien Wei&lt;br /&gt;5. Dennis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2am in d morning where im suppose to be doing my work. But MalaS. Just finish viewing pictures from 2ndary school. Wahhh...MEmories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe..wanna post pictures..but also Malas..so next time le..=) til then..miss me..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-116275136587804157?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/116275136587804157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=116275136587804157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/116275136587804157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/116275136587804157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-feeling-naughty-today.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-116265940688610500</id><published>2006-11-05T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T18:02:25.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;presenting mua. pictures in penang. uploaded finally. penang was perfect. all tanned up. dark again. ya guys know what i mean. =) 1/2 hours of sun is what i need to get myself all dark and bla. dun like it. sporty me back again. =) though im lazy as a bum nowadays. only know how to eat and sleep. gotta get outta it soon. turning into a big fat pig. =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4325/449/1600/IMG_2291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4325/449/320/IMG_2291.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Me. Myself And Mua. Wind Effect. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4325/449/1600/IMG_2258.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4325/449/320/IMG_2258.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Baby G and I. Posers we are. Cam whoring in the Room. Family Suite. Everybody squeezed in. The hotel managent will never find out how or when. =) and guess what. i just remembered im legal to check in to the hotel. muahahaha. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4325/449/1600/IMG_2265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4325/449/320/IMG_2265.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;By the pool. After water sport. All posers. A bunch of Cam Whorers. Nice Hanging out. Eat eat and eat. hehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4325/449/1600/IMG_2289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4325/449/320/IMG_2289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The beautiful sunset. aaaahhhhhhh.....all i wanna do is to lie on the beach and forget bout all the miseries thats going on in this world...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4325/449/1600/1%20(7).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4325/449/320/1%20%287%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Walking by Gurney. We walked in to hotel. and stayed two nights in Jia Weih's place. =) Nice and comfy. Thanks JWeih. =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4325/449/1600/1%20(25).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4325/449/320/1%20%2825%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the so call claimed. sexy backs. -_-' aint no sexy at all. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4325/449/1600/1%20(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4325/449/320/1%20%283%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;first day departure. perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4325/449/1600/DSCN7654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4325/449/320/DSCN7654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Paparazzi&lt;br /&gt;Amos. Wonder what's he doing there. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4325/449/1600/DSCN7819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4325/449/320/DSCN7819.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cutest Couple. but they are not. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shanna. Plz dun kill me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4325/449/320/DSCN7845.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In cyber now. Dedications to all. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Firstly to all who stuck to me through thick and thin. Love ya guys.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Where we're gonna be when we turn 25&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking times will never change&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking things will always be the same&lt;br /&gt;But when we leave this year we won't be coming back&lt;br /&gt;No more hanging out cause we're on a different track&lt;br /&gt;And if you got something that you need to say&lt;br /&gt;You better say it right now cause you don't have another day&lt;br /&gt;Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down&lt;br /&gt;These memories are playing like a film without sound&lt;br /&gt;And I keep thinking of that night in June &lt;br /&gt;I didn't know much of love&lt;br /&gt;But it came too soon&lt;br /&gt;And there was me and you&lt;br /&gt;And then we got real blue&lt;br /&gt;Stay at home talking on the telephone&lt;br /&gt;We'd get so excited, we'd get so scared&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at ourselves thinking life's not fair&lt;br /&gt;And this is how it feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] - As we go on&lt;br /&gt;We remember&lt;br /&gt;All the times we&lt;br /&gt;Had together&lt;br /&gt;And as our lives change&lt;br /&gt;Come Whatever&lt;br /&gt;We will still be&lt;br /&gt;Friends Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if we get the big jobs&lt;br /&gt;And we make the big money&lt;br /&gt;When we look back now&lt;br /&gt;Will our jokes still be funny?&lt;br /&gt;Will we still remember everything we learned in school?&lt;br /&gt;Still be trying to break every single rule&lt;br /&gt;Will little brainy Bobby be the stockbroker man?&lt;br /&gt;Will Heather find a job that won't interfere with her tan?&lt;br /&gt;I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking it's a time to fly&lt;br /&gt;And this is how it feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat 1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la:&lt;br /&gt;We will still be friends forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now?&lt;br /&gt;Can we survive it out there?&lt;br /&gt;Can we make it somehow?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I thought that this would never end&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly it's like we're women and men&lt;br /&gt;Will the past be a shadow that will follow us 'round?&lt;br /&gt;Will these memories fade when I leave this town&lt;br /&gt;I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking it's a time to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat 1 (3x)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Secondly, to Galvin. For all the times that i doubted us when we started. It's all over now. Thanks for walking me through everything. =) Love ya. =). And since u are sitting beside me wtching every single word now. This is for u. =) u have to like it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;We were strangers, starting out on a journey&lt;br /&gt;Never dreaming, what we’d have to go through&lt;br /&gt;Now here we are, I’m suddenly standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one told me I was going to find you&lt;br /&gt;Unexpected, what you did to my heart&lt;br /&gt;When I lost hope, you were there to remind me&lt;br /&gt;This is the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And life is a road that I wanna keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river, I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road, now and forever, wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be there when the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be there when the storm is through&lt;br /&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were strangers on a crazy adventure&lt;br /&gt;Never dreaming, how our dreams would come true&lt;br /&gt;Now here we stand, unafraid of the future&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And life is a road that I wanna keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river, I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road, now and forever, wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be there when the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be there when the storm is through&lt;br /&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knew there was somebody, somewhere&lt;br /&gt;A new love in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Now I know my dream will live on&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been waiting so long&lt;br /&gt;Nothing’s gonna tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And life is a road that I wanna keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river, I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road, now and forever, wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be there when the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be there when the storm is through&lt;br /&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road that I wanna keep going on&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river, I wanna keep going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting out on a journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a road that I wanna keep going&lt;br /&gt;Love is a river, I wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Still got lots to catch up. =( cya guys ya &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; ps:i still need ya numbers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-116265940688610500?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/116265940688610500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=116265940688610500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/116265940688610500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/116265940688610500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2006/11/presenting-mua.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-116237908012281753</id><published>2006-11-01T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T18:02:24.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:gray;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;All I know&lt;br /&gt;Is everything is not as it's sold&lt;br /&gt;but the more I grow the less I know&lt;br /&gt;And I have lived so many lives&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm not old&lt;br /&gt;And the more I see, the less I grow&lt;br /&gt;The fewer the seeds the more I sow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I see you standing there&lt;br /&gt;Wanting more from me&lt;br /&gt;And all I can do is try&lt;br /&gt;Then I see you standing there&lt;br /&gt;Wanting more from me&lt;br /&gt;And all I can do is try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I hadn't seen all of the realness&lt;br /&gt;And all the real people are really not real at all&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn the more I cry&lt;br /&gt;As I say goodbye to the way of life&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had designed for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I see you standing there&lt;br /&gt;Wanting more from me&lt;br /&gt;And all I can do is try&lt;br /&gt;Then I see you standing there&lt;br /&gt;I'm all I'll ever be&lt;br /&gt;But all I can do is try&lt;br /&gt;Try&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the moments that already passed&lt;br /&gt;We'll try to go back and make them last&lt;br /&gt;All of the things we want each other to be&lt;br /&gt;We never will be&lt;br /&gt;And that's wonderful, and that's life&lt;br /&gt;And that's you, baby&lt;br /&gt;This is me, baby&lt;br /&gt;And we are, we are, we are, we are&lt;br /&gt;Free&lt;br /&gt;In our love&lt;br /&gt;We are free in our love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;People can never be too real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;It's all drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Time can never be turned back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Life's a one way street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;The more i grow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;The more i cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;The more i learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Tougher, i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Try from Nelly Furtado. Listen. =) Love it. College life is nevertheless fun but the amount of things that you need to go through. sigh..too many..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still on rush on my deadlines. seriously feel like giving everything up. sigh. the feeling of rushing the whole syllabus for chemistry in SPM just came back again. The clueless mind listening to Mr Aloke while he teaches continuously and i listen cluelessly staring at him blankly while he thinks im absorbing every single thing he said. Nope. he puts too much hope on me just because my other subjects are ok. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not perfect and ill never be. do not expect so much from me. i beg u.&lt;br /&gt;trying is definite. but expectation met is never guaranteed.&lt;br /&gt;the higher the hopes, the more u fall.&lt;br /&gt;the lower the hopes, the chances of excelling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go back to my work now.&lt;br /&gt;take care ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the job i was talking about. rejected it. in d mid of my finals. and no skimpy dressing!!! hitachi ambassador for a press conference. =/ stand there look pretty for all present and press. that's it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good money. aiks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-116237908012281753?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/116237908012281753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=116237908012281753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/116237908012281753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/116237908012281753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2006/11/all-i-know-is-everything-is-not-as-its.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-116207258380305197</id><published>2006-10-29T05:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T18:02:24.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4325/449/1600/Waiting_On_An_Empty_Stage_by_errantdervish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4325/449/320/Waiting_On_An_Empty_Stage_by_errantdervish.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;life is like a stage&lt;br /&gt;you move on with the play&lt;br /&gt;playing your role&lt;br /&gt;even if you make a mistake&lt;br /&gt;or forgot a line&lt;br /&gt;you move on&lt;br /&gt;you are not given a choice&lt;br /&gt;to stop&lt;br /&gt;nor to wonder for long&lt;br /&gt;as there are&lt;br /&gt;hundreds or millions&lt;br /&gt;of people staring at you&lt;br /&gt;paying attention to your every move&lt;br /&gt;all you can do&lt;br /&gt;is to laugh at the mistake&lt;br /&gt;you have done&lt;br /&gt;all the extra oohs and aahs&lt;br /&gt;or the extra stares&lt;br /&gt;and applause&lt;br /&gt;together with the supporting crowd with cheers&lt;br /&gt;or the frustrated crowd with boos&lt;br /&gt;life will still go on&lt;br /&gt;you cant satisfy everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 0524 hours now. long time since ive stayed up so late doing work. got to. research paper due tomorrow and i still have another few more paragraph to go. do it later. im dying reading bout stem cells already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hols are gone again. didnt do any visiting this deeparaya. unlike every other deeparaya, i would go house to house eating non stop growing fatter and fatter, but this year aint no difference in that. i still ate alot, only thing diferent is im in penang with my friends. =) while my parents and sis and bro are in spore. all the way north and all the way south..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss going on a family trip&lt;br /&gt;miss shopping trips with my mum&lt;br /&gt;miss all the gossips shared&lt;br /&gt;miss irritating my lil bro and get annoyed back&lt;br /&gt;miss disturbing my dad&lt;br /&gt;miss finding out who my sis bf is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home sick though im at home right now. use to think that i would be okay living by myself out there all alone. use to think that i would be alright living at campus. not so sure anymore. if it wasnt for the girls and galv. i would have long died of inner depression. Resting in Peace in the inner soul of mine which turns me into a silent girl who desert herself from crowd and every other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just thoughts im perfectly fine. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;college is fine except for all the datelines due this two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;assignments and mid term.&lt;br /&gt;hope im okay with it. need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..one more thing..i lost my phone..my dear e350..who i love so much..gift fr mum..memories in there..contacts..sigh..all gone in a blink of an eye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to my carelessness&lt;br /&gt;thanks to my clumsiness&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the beach&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the 'honest' ppl in Malaysia&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the one who took it away and refuse to hand it over to the reception&lt;br /&gt;thanks to ME for letting it slip of my mind (results of a silent phone with no incoming calls nor messages)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now. new item on my wishlist. new handphone. sony ericsson or samsung. nokia is a nono but in consideration motorola too. saw the new slim one. nice. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;problem #1 : no cash&lt;br /&gt;problem # 2: broke&lt;br /&gt;problem # 3: jobless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion : get a job and earn some cash so i wouldnt be broke even after i get my new phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and suprisingly i got a sms from kar mun. hitachi ambassador. requirements : 165-170cm in height and 45-55kg in weight. pay : rm300 . working hrs : 9am-5pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds good huh? but then again. gotta see wut they are wearing. later end up in tube top and minis. big NONO. dun like the idea of it showing too much skin in public promoting stuff or in other words promoting our body as well just to get guys to come see their stuff or wait..OUR stuff. so NO. gotta think bout it first. hmph. got my dignity to protect.&lt;br /&gt;no offence given so hopefully none taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever wonder why your parents always ask you to walk away when you broke sth made out of glass? though it seem harmless to ya?&lt;br /&gt;well..i always thought glass were harmless until i broke my teapot and when attempting to clear it all up..i got 2 cuts on my hands already..bleeding like nobody business..sigh..blooood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and world trade center. not bad of a movie but dun bother. not relli that good though there are tears. msotly bcoz i was thinking what would hpn if it was someone i know in there. think i'll start crying instantly. but nope. my relatives which are working there didnt go to work that day. luckily. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for those who actually jumped into conclusion and start tracking me down on friday. sorry. =( should have msged u guys earlier to inform i lost my phone. thanks for worrying though. nice to know there are ppl who cared and actualy jumped into assumptions on me getting rape and being thrown into the bushes. hmph. ill rmb u. =P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. and for those sitting SPM. Good Luck. =)&lt;br /&gt;you can do it.&lt;br /&gt;have faith.&lt;br /&gt;and school trials are ridiculously tough so no worries at all. =)&lt;br /&gt;you'll come out of the exam hall laughing ya heads off the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..bored..lazee to blog and stuff..gonna go take a nap and den heading back to col dee..=)&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-116207258380305197?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/116207258380305197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=116207258380305197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/116207258380305197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/116207258380305197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2006/10/life-is-like-stage-you-move-on-with.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-116136866960409051</id><published>2006-10-21T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T18:02:23.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-devil wears prada-&lt;br /&gt;please do watch it. guys stay off it. not what you will wanna watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made me think twice on how i wanna live my life in near future. workaholic? prefer party goers. but without cash than it wouldnt be possible unless my parents are loaded and are wiling to let me throw their hard earned cash to jimmy choos, pradas, chanels, D &amp; Gs, miu mius...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreaming. i'll earn for it. thought bout it. if i dun work hard enough. doubt i would be able to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind me. just thoughts. im not that a hard work to maintain. not that high maintenance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just that. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you what you live for?&lt;br /&gt;are you sure on how you wanna live your life?&lt;br /&gt;are you sure that you are willing to sacrifice every other thing just for a single thing that is uncertain of its future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thoughts thoughts thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy weeeek. glad its over. HOLIDAYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all celebrating Happy DeepavaLi!!! Selamat HAri Raya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and those who are not- ENJOY YA HOLIDAYS!!! and Play Safe. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAsquerade Ball was last Wednesday. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures Say it all. lazee to blog bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 263px; HEIGHT: 352px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/IMG_2157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pictures. pictures. fashion show of the night where a prince and princess will be chosen. joined it for fun. didnt want to already but did anyway thanks to SOMEONE aka Galvin who signed up for me. =/ Thanks Anyway. =) Had Lotsa Fun. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 457px; HEIGHT: 344px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/IMG_0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me and Galvin. Loving me mask. Tahnks Mummy! Love the mask. ONe of a Kind. =) muax muax muax. =) Love the partner. Sweeeeeeeeeet. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 586px; HEIGHT: 458px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/IMG_2192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the girls and me. dressing up and all had been fun. wished i was there. =) all in all. PRETTY GIRLS IN D HALL!!! muax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 470px; HEIGHT: 352px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/DSCF2545.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dance of the night. iM the girl in blue skirt. =P hehe. Love dancing though i DAnce Funny. =/ o well. Its d fun of it. =) muax. enjoyed every bit of the night. though im force to change my outfit thrice. it's worth it!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 410px; HEIGHT: 307px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/IMG_0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Nik, Me and Mummy Umi!!! i Love THIS PICTURE!!! Thanks For Everything =) =) =) Love ya guys!!! o ya..they are the one managing the stage for fashion show..=) they teach us how to walk and flaunt everything we have..=) muax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 415px; HEIGHT: 311px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/IMG_0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;bitches. bitches of the night. =P Hot Chicks. love their body!!! maldivians and indonesians are HOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Drum Roll* the prince of the night goes to SI THU MIN!!! *applause and screams* GO PARTNER!!!! and now te princess title goes to "FOO ZHEN CUI!!!" *screams even louder* aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..............okai..not that bad..i was clueless plus not thinking straight already..so..i just walk up collect my title and thats it..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 468px; HEIGHT: 352px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/IMG_2197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 477px; HEIGHT: 358px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/IMG_2204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me and MY Partner (who are shorter den me, coz my heels are high and who s younger den me) ehe. Thanks guyfren. though we are soooo deadly nervous. we pulled it of.. =) *Hugs* though i dunno how i got the title..but still..=/ nice having it..once in a life time huh..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 463px; HEIGHT: 347px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/IMG_2222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Grand Finale. A group Pic to pull it all of. After the dance floor. everybody went back with a growling stomach and mousse-y hair plus achy leg..=P tiring o..starved the entire day..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazeeeee dee...=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 306px; HEIGHT: 409px" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a264/zcui/IMG_0035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;last picture. thanks galvin. love ya. never would have been there if it wasnt for you. =) thanks for being so supportive..=) muax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till the next time..cya..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-116136866960409051?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/feeds/116136866960409051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12325912&amp;postID=116136866960409051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/116136866960409051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12325912/posts/default/116136866960409051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zcui.blogspot.com/2006/10/devil-wears-prada-please-do-watch-it.html' title=''/><author><name>zhen cui, zen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12325912.post-116075232447550522</id><published>2006-10-13T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T18:02:23.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love my new skin. =)&lt;br /&gt;*muax*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i  wouldnt be blogging much now. busy with datelines..=( sigh..i need more time to myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scarcity. time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never gonna have enuf of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need another 4 hours in my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luck in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Take Care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im down with a flu already. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID HAZE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12325912-116075232447550522?l=zcui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' t
