<?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-1055361834557642028</id><updated>2011-09-19T14:34:58.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory of the Past, Present n Future</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-5401192749391619394</id><published>2011-09-19T14:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T14:34:58.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Demands...combined with stress...</title><content type='html'>Dear my beloved diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since i complain things to u....hope that u are not bored....recently my assignment just finished...i guess it should be a relief to me...however...it's not the case....that is not the end...but a beginning of more work coming my way...I guess i am not complaining but suddenly i am needed everywhere....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are one million things that i need to do...everybody wants this n that....i wonder how long these 2 years can be...how i hope when i close my eyes and open it...it will fast forward to 2 years....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am beginning to feel like i am a robot no longer a human....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-5401192749391619394?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/5401192749391619394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-5324962119465928256</id><published>2011-05-29T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T20:54:24.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self - Control &amp; Determination</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for me to regain control of my appetite...these few days i think i lose it...if i have been successful last few months...i believe i can do it...there is nothing impossible and nothing is goin to block my way between me n my dream figure...i really hope i can do it... i want to taste the feeling of fitting into any clothes no matter wat type of design that is....i wanna wear what i have always wanted....i want to look good for once in my life...this is the beginning of something new and significant....and to reach there..sacrifice is needed... wish me luck....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-5324962119465928256?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/5324962119465928256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=5324962119465928256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/5324962119465928256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/5324962119465928256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2011/05/self-control-determination.html' title='Self - Control &amp; Determination'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-4432909002427594992</id><published>2011-05-27T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T10:17:17.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fateful 27 May 2011</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am unhappy.....i feel like killing people..if u know what i mean....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-4432909002427594992?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-4304815142753970522</id><published>2011-05-22T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T21:17:06.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The little unspoken feeling</title><content type='html'>Dear diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart felt a little weird today...there is this feeling that i do not know how to describe...its affecting me..a lil...i become the unusual me....so much that i think i need a lil drink of alcohol to get me to sleep...is this because i am not happy with what i am doing now...or a lil part of what i am doing...I have this feeling that i am not happy to be involved in a club...i just don't felt like doing it anymore...it makes me think... why do i have to torture myself...why do i have to live up to people's expectation? and not myself...do i live for my own or others? but it's not easy to get out of the maze that i have just happily put myself in the first place...i believe i am no longer me... the one i used to be....maybe this is good....every little path that i take would sculpt my future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing is to live in the present as each past is history....something to be taken into account and to be remember and let it serve as a lesson to me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-4304815142753970522?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/4304815142753970522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=4304815142753970522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/4304815142753970522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/4304815142753970522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2011/05/little-unspoken-feeling.html' title='The little unspoken feeling'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-235632969238314646</id><published>2011-05-15T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T20:58:04.992+08:00</updated><title 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Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;My heartfelt for the little pony I saw on the way home yesterday…the little pony was being carried or driven on a lorry that is not suitable for animal loading..poor little pony standing by itself on top of the lorry…my heart is aching for him…it feels like he is not enjoying the&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;ride to his destination…as the he was kind of swaying from side to side….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Perhaps the biggest lesson that I have I have to start learning in my life is…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListParagraphCxSpFirst" style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1)&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New 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style="text-indent: -0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;5)&lt;span style="font: 7pt &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;To believe that there are kind souls who are around me…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Keep on Believing dear lil cub…you are on ur way to the peak of the mountain….it’s just a matter of time when you’ll reach there…but do remember don’t take too long to achieve your goals...&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/1055361834557642028-235632969238314646?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/235632969238314646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=235632969238314646' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/235632969238314646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/235632969238314646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2011/05/little-pony.html' title='Little Pony...'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-2867402098606559924</id><published>2011-05-05T13:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T13:47:53.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grow Up....</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you pls define grow up? I really need to know....i think i am not yet a grown up....sometimes i think i am so naive till i believe that the whole world is full of good people like 90% out of 100% is kind souls.....&lt;br /&gt;I think i am just a lil girl trying to grow up and live in this society....why is it so difficult ? I wonder when i will ever grow up....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-2867402098606559924?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/2867402098606559924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=2867402098606559924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/2867402098606559924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/2867402098606559924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2011/05/grow-up.html' title='Grow Up....'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-1671677773394987769</id><published>2011-04-17T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T00:18:02.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful Mess</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a beautiful mess, there is a little mess here and there, but that's what that make our journey of life so interesting......i have dreamed that i was being chased by bees....the meaning of my dream "Bees" are a good indication, like the saying "As busy as bees" I would take this a positive sign that my hard work will bear its fruit at the end of my labor.... for the part of being stung, it indicates that i might have been wronged for what i have not done, and i intend to correct this and move on with my life.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the beautiful story about the ancient tigers that was written earlier, I have learn one or maybe two or it might be three important lessons, first never ever again think that everyone is the like the "&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;little tiger&lt;/span&gt;", young and innocent....there a lot animals in this whole wide world that the little tiger might not have chance to meet upon....thus being naive that the world is just as it is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, the little tiger should have perseverance and endure whatever obstacle during her journey of finding a balance between her and the world and animals.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, always believe things happen for a reason and patience lead to success, be grateful for the good and bad..after all what is an adventure without some rocks and storms along the way....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep on believing little tiger....you will be where you want to be one day.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-1671677773394987769?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/1671677773394987769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=1671677773394987769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/1671677773394987769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/1671677773394987769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2011/04/beautiful-mess.html' title='A Beautiful Mess'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-4935569038945856812</id><published>2011-04-16T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T00:03:36.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Livin in the world of my own</title><content type='html'>Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a saying " &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;A mountain cannot have 2 tigers&lt;/span&gt;" I wonder if this is true in reality or if it is just a Chinese wisdom by the generation back then....well right now, there are 2 wild tigers on mountain, i wonder what will happen,... will there be war for territory or peaceful agreement on the property ?&lt;br /&gt;This little tiger has just reached this new mountain after a few months of traveling, it met this another tiger who lived at the ancient mountain for the longest time she has ever known, this tiger welcomes the little cub for shelter for as long as the cub needs it, however after awhile things got a little heated up as the wise tiger and the cub are having a different thoughts on how to make the ancient mountain better.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought fate bought this two tigers together? I wonder in the old times how would these tigers sort out the problem?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-4935569038945856812?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/4935569038945856812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=4935569038945856812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/4935569038945856812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/4935569038945856812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2011/04/livin-in-world-of-my-own.html' title='Livin in the world of my own'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-7890671694899843537</id><published>2011-04-05T08:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T08:43:44.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dear Diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I find myself lost... I need some guidance...things seems to work against me...but i pray and hope that the sun will shine soon for me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-7890671694899843537?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/7890671694899843537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=7890671694899843537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/7890671694899843537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/7890671694899843537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2011/04/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-2249162135845033201</id><published>2011-03-21T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T10:16:07.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 March 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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NOTHING TO DO...............left 2 hrs for me, wat am i supposed to do...surf web aso dunno which website to go, play games( the stupid flash player is not up to date, read ppl's blog(have done that till nothin to read), god......i aso dunno wat i did in order to pass that 2 damm hrs.....n finally when the clock struck 5pm, i'm glad n very very n super happy that i can finally leave this silly job place and go home...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-6109141782069887674?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/6109141782069887674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=6109141782069887674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/6109141782069887674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/6109141782069887674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2009/05/nearly-died-of-boredomness.html' title='Nearly Died of boredomness...........'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-4306746912887956030</id><published>2009-04-17T10:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T11:05:59.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>E&amp;O a.k.a teambuilding</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well this teambuildin was held last week at the E&amp;amp;O hotel,....so needless to say...wat do u do there....the answer is eat..........we went to coffee house of the hotel for lunch....let me show u the pics to start off with.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SeftrsUv02I/AAAAAAAAAJw/gRvnQukaRMQ/s1600-h/DSCN1018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325486419277239138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SeftrsUv02I/AAAAAAAAAJw/gRvnQukaRMQ/s320/DSCN1018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The Sushi Corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SefuHukEZmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/wd8v7KgmgwU/s1600-h/DSCN1013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325486900914710114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SefuHukEZmI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/wd8v7KgmgwU/s320/DSCN1013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Teppanyaki Corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SefuwKKyY9I/AAAAAAAAAKA/VL9N28k9m2s/s1600-h/DSCN1011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325487595519632338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SefuwKKyY9I/AAAAAAAAAKA/VL9N28k9m2s/s320/DSCN1011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; Dessert Table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SefvHcFcByI/AAAAAAAAAKI/2F_-slc5R74/s1600-h/DSCN1010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325487995466024738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SefvHcFcByI/AAAAAAAAAKI/2F_-slc5R74/s320/DSCN1010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SefvtcCeTbI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/-EmYFMvBmbg/s1600-h/DSCN1019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325488648288619954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SefvtcCeTbI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/-EmYFMvBmbg/s320/DSCN1019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Will be updated later..................soon on all the post...meanwhile enjoy the pics first...haha... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-4306746912887956030?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/4306746912887956030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=4306746912887956030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/4306746912887956030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/4306746912887956030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2009/04/e-aka-teambuilding.html' title='E&amp;amp;O a.k.a teambuilding'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SeftrsUv02I/AAAAAAAAAJw/gRvnQukaRMQ/s72-c/DSCN1018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-8285486672211032106</id><published>2009-04-01T09:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T09:15:32.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlucky March 31st</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yesterday was really an unlucky day for me....guess wat the smart me wanna do reverse car park and end reverse and hit my car back mirror...so smart of me.....n not to mention money fly away....this is just not my day yesterday....heart broken because of my car and most importantly my money flew away...i just felt like crying.....i wanna thank bel bel cause yesterday she accompany me to go fix my car and wait for for my car....thanks... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So let me show u my "smart" parkin skill which caused my car to end up like this.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SdK_ybcudmI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ij_E83fJIiE/s1600-h/DSC00257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319524982960584290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SdK_ybcudmI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ij_E83fJIiE/s320/DSC00257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; I'm just speechless.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-8285486672211032106?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/8285486672211032106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=8285486672211032106' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/8285486672211032106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/8285486672211032106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2009/04/unlucky-march-31st.html' title='Unlucky March 31st'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SdK_ybcudmI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ij_E83fJIiE/s72-c/DSC00257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-8316141521483916886</id><published>2009-03-26T21:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T21:58:12.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MCC's B'thday.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I think i should have posted this last week...haha...due to lazinesss....nw only i took the effort to do it.....hehe.......anyhow....let's get to the main point.....last week was my ai ling's b'thday....me n bel bel celebrated with her at Ingolf... bought her a muffin and a piece of cake...let me show u how yummy it is......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/ScuIK05Lu1I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/hRRSl3YFsWw/s1600-h/MCC+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317493504619559762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/ScuIK05Lu1I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/hRRSl3YFsWw/s320/MCC+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Looks yummy right................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/ScuI-WwzOEI/AAAAAAAAAJY/-BdD3Rh7GhA/s1600-h/MCC+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317494389884532802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/ScuI-WwzOEI/AAAAAAAAAJY/-BdD3Rh7GhA/s320/MCC+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;This is the picture of us three....(CRAB is missing here)..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;                                                          Happy B'thday Gal,,,,,, =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/ScuJjSPgJkI/AAAAAAAAAJg/nWJS4l4NgQU/s1600-h/MCC+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317495024326288962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/ScuJjSPgJkI/AAAAAAAAAJg/nWJS4l4NgQU/s320/MCC+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-8316141521483916886?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/8316141521483916886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=8316141521483916886' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/8316141521483916886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/8316141521483916886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2009/03/mccs-bthday.html' title='MCC&apos;s B&apos;thday.......'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/ScuIK05Lu1I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/hRRSl3YFsWw/s72-c/MCC+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-888917875669225242</id><published>2009-02-08T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T22:20:05.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This sat instead of penang's shoppin mall, i and mabel went to seberang jaya's mall the newly(actually not that new anymore i guess) Jusco...thanks to Mabel's bf guidance, we managed to get there without any troubles and not gettin lost...haha...bravo to both of us...well the mall is roughly the same except what i feel is the mall is not as bustling although it is a saturday...well i guess everyone must have run to the island d...and the carpark are empty...thsi is very new to me...haha...anyway... I wanna try the food at Black Canyon...so here is wat i ordered....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SY7nyuBsvEI/AAAAAAAAAHU/2bjF8kba0O8/s1600-h/Picture+(Mix)+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300428669996284994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SY7nyuBsvEI/AAAAAAAAAHU/2bjF8kba0O8/s320/Picture+(Mix)+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Mocha Glacier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;This is a very nice drinks top with ice cream...yummy......and for my main course i ordered this.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SY7ovxon21I/AAAAAAAAAHc/we_GEGUz0aU/s1600-h/Picture+(Mix)+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300429718936869714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SY7ovxon21I/AAAAAAAAAHc/we_GEGUz0aU/s320/Picture+(Mix)+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Roast Chicken with Vege......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This dish is not bad...i would say average......during the lunch we meet up with one of our classmate seow jiun.....so we catch up before goin off for some shopping.......found nothin to buy....haha...but at the end, me n bel bel cont our shopping at Queensbay, well i got myself a pair of shoe, some hairbands and hair clips..........after that went for a cheap and nice dinner before heading home.......well dat was how my sat goes by.......... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-888917875669225242?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/888917875669225242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=888917875669225242' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/888917875669225242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/888917875669225242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2009/02/saturday-trip.html' title='Saturday Trip'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SY7nyuBsvEI/AAAAAAAAAHU/2bjF8kba0O8/s72-c/Picture+(Mix)+057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-3775098782355377287</id><published>2009-02-01T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:28:38.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixture of Entries</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;This entry will be a bit mix, which means a bit here n there of wat i did last week....so let me begin with the third day of new year...that day i am workin and office seems kinda empty, so durin lunch we went Queensbay for lunch for about 2 hrs...we went to nandos....let me show u wat i had for my lunch....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297847704281149010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SYW8avfL7lI/AAAAAAAAAG0/6WMg-WW3szU/s320/Picture+(Mix)+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;It looks yummy rite................ =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Next is on Thursday i went out and it took me almost one hour to reach gurney.......everywhere is jammed..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SYW9RCc6ZrI/AAAAAAAAAG8/waXfRlF9Kws/s1600-h/Picture+(Mix)+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297848637084821170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SYW9RCc6ZrI/AAAAAAAAAG8/waXfRlF9Kws/s320/Picture+(Mix)+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Then end up goin to Ko Cha Bee to have my dinner.......i had the Mini Paper Steamboat....its nice and fill up my stomach...and i'm really full after the dinner.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SYW-CSVad0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/lU2LQio_Y4Y/s1600-h/Picture+(Mix)+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297849483161925442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SYW-CSVad0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/lU2LQio_Y4Y/s320/Picture+(Mix)+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Then on saturday i went out with my fren to go for the Japanese Cultural Demonstration, which includes how to wear kimono, their hairdos and etc......it was kinda fun......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SYW_YERuISI/AAAAAAAAAHM/V3pXjyg9Ias/s1600-h/Picture+(Mix)+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297850956857090338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SYW_YERuISI/AAAAAAAAAHM/V3pXjyg9Ias/s320/Picture+(Mix)+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-3775098782355377287?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/3775098782355377287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=3775098782355377287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/3775098782355377287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/3775098782355377287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2009/02/mixture-of-entries.html' title='Mixture of Entries'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SYW8avfL7lI/AAAAAAAAAG0/6WMg-WW3szU/s72-c/Picture+(Mix)+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-3466586863866251612</id><published>2009-02-01T22:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:09:10.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Open House</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today my house there Khoo Kongsi organized a open house, my there are lots of people and not to mention its quite noisy...i bet i will not be able to sleep tonight till at least 1 am......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;There are quite a lots of stuff to see...let me show you some pictures......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297838656537522706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SYW0MGBAchI/AAAAAAAAAGE/cbj6NmhAplk/s320/Picture+(Mix)+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The Opera Performer's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Costume &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SYW2BLH1MTI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LbRQpEVJ6qI/s1600-h/Picture+(Mix)+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297840667953017138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SYW2BLH1MTI/AAAAAAAAAGM/LbRQpEVJ6qI/s320/Picture+(Mix)+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; The setting for " Pai Ti Kong"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Next, there is also a puppet show goin on for the sudience......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SYW3tvni8KI/AAAAAAAAAGU/20P9Wt0u_X4/s1600-h/Picture+(Mix)+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297842533175586978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SYW3tvni8KI/AAAAAAAAAGU/20P9Wt0u_X4/s320/Picture+(Mix)+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Now it has come to my favourite part of this open house that is dough sculpture........i just love it, it is very nice...though i wan to buy one for myself but it seems a bit expensive so i end up not buying but snapping pics instead....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SYW4oxGiRdI/AAAAAAAAAGc/FlspdApMMIY/s1600-h/Picture+(Mix)+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297843547186283986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SYW4oxGiRdI/AAAAAAAAAGc/FlspdApMMIY/s320/Picture+(Mix)+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SYW5Vr0_yUI/AAAAAAAAAGk/iFJQ3Bg1p1A/s1600-h/Picture+(Mix)+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297844318864656706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SYW5Vr0_yUI/AAAAAAAAAGk/iFJQ3Bg1p1A/s320/Picture+(Mix)+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SYW6LSsDNDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/roEwmaVPWic/s1600-h/Picture+(Mix)+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297845239829181490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SYW6LSsDNDI/AAAAAAAAAGs/roEwmaVPWic/s320/Picture+(Mix)+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Aren't they nice? each of the figurine is so detailed and finely made...that is impressive.........well that concludes today's entry..hope u guys enjoy the pics....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-3466586863866251612?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/3466586863866251612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=3466586863866251612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/3466586863866251612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/3466586863866251612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2009/02/open-house.html' title='Open House'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SYW0MGBAchI/AAAAAAAAAGE/cbj6NmhAplk/s72-c/Picture+(Mix)+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-6354838120532365635</id><published>2009-01-20T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T19:03:57.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Few Minutes to kill....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Now i got a few minutes to kill.......before going off to my class....can't believe so fast already wanna new year d....but somehow this year like don really can feel this festive season's mood.....well i guess it might be due to the economy downturn....everyday life is about work n work and earn money.....n also not to forget to have fun= to spending money...haha...well today, at last minute i got an email from my senior askin me to do some report......great...why doesn't she just gave it to me earlier? Well, on the bright side she does not intend to "menyusahkan saya" or the dark side is she is evil....hmm....i dunno which to believe though...anyhow manage to finish it in half an hour...thank god for that...then really say bye bye to my office for the day...the tittle of my job may be glamarous but actually i dun really c much hope right now in my position unless there is a miracle which will change my opinion.....(just grumbling) that's all.... *grin*.........so much for my work......I wonder why there is a thing call "we must work in order to survive". I wish this statement can be eliminated....hehe.....(Bla Blaing again).......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Back to new year, I can't wait for it, as i can get to go out with my buddies....crab is coming back...(hoorray).....then we can go hang out with bel bel aso at everywhere(well not everywhere).....hehe at our favourite spots like sunset bistro and so on and on............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;CRAB---------------&gt; Faster Come Back Ya...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-6354838120532365635?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/6354838120532365635/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-9109116506244795054</id><published>2009-01-06T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:46:46.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelin Suffocated..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'm feelin like i can't breath....hmmm......this is due to some reason.....suddenly feel like not goin home when he is at home...nw my home like my prison.....thank god tomolo i got tuition........so i can escape...recently got a new student for me.....hehe...well he is very guai...not talkative at all.......does watever i asked him to...very good....he can finish 2 sets of questions in one hr and a half.........i see him so cooped up with the question....i aso very stress....summore scare he dun understand but shy to ask me........hmmm.......anyhow this is just a begining......hope this would remain till the end.......haha.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-9109116506244795054?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/9109116506244795054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=9109116506244795054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/9109116506244795054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/9109116506244795054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2009/01/feelin-suffocated.html' title='Feelin Suffocated..........'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-3609478414215596769</id><published>2009-01-05T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T20:39:36.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to work........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;After my company shut down for 2 weeks.........today is the first go back to work.......feelin so bored and lazy to go.....moreover woke up at 6am everyday......hmmmm.....tiring......anyhow...today my boss came back from maternity leave d.......haha...no more freedom for me........today my cafeteria is jam packed usually it is not like dat...it might be due to bad economy so everyone aso dun wanna go out n eat....today came across a brand named BCBG...recomended by my sis...so so expensive but its nice....now my sis's brain is all branded stuff.......haha....hmmm....dunno wat else to write d.....adios.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-3609478414215596769?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/3609478414215596769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=3609478414215596769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Well since i have received several complaints from bel bel and crab.......abt me needin to update my blog......so here i am......haha...anyhow..this year is no fun......coz i cannot feel the excitement of CNY....anyhow yesterday went out with bel bel to buy clothes for new yr...end up buy 2 clothes.....which is kinda ok...haha....thn after send her back home and thn went home for dinner.......thn today, although its sat...but it seems liek it si no fun also.......coz there is nothin or should i say nowhere to go in penang.......so in conclusion stuck at home with nothing to do.......hmmm...i'm still ponderin of wat i should do tonite.......any ideas ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-4865285457685926805?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-3282651456779580283</id><published>2008-10-21T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:16:52.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arguments or so Called different Opinion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Today marks the history of my first time ever argument with  my fren.....&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; dunno how to describe my feelings nw.......but what i can feel now is disappointment.........how could someone you know turn into a brand new person in just a few years.....this is just so shocking.......i'm not sayin the path that she took is wrong , its just that i myself have something that i wanted to do, that is to go down the path which i have chosen for myself....i believe everyone needs to make their own choice and you can't just force someone to do things that they don't want to.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that it is not fair, when people have given u the answer, please just take it and let it go.....be a bit more sporting...don't just keep pushing it to people's face......that is just so frustrating......to be a bit sacrastic....you always talk bout future, and yet look at where u r now.....life is about making decision....look at the decisions that you have made which have land u in this state......i seriously do not know what is wrong with you.......and i do not know what to do with you........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might occur maybe its due to my part that i did not stand firm on my point of view and landed me on this state, if not, i believe it would not turn out to be like this......i was wondering since when u turned into this state that i can't even recognize u.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say i wan everything to be easy........i mean how could u just judge me like this??? mayb i might look like this to you.....who knows what happened when u  r not with me ??? and when u say we are too "educated", it is you who choosed not to be "educated".........it is not me or whoever who make you to be uneducated................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all in life we make choices and every choice does come with sacrifices and choices also make us to be what we are TODAY...............that is all i had to say to YOU....... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-3282651456779580283?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/3282651456779580283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-9057858495982569437</id><published>2008-09-28T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T18:31:32.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DePreSSion...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today is sunday.......and for the whole day i was hanging around aimlessly.........so it is kinda depresss........and when i take out my phone to look at the phonebook.........all the contacts are like soooooooooo........(do not how to describe)............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So here i am blogging.......thought i do not what i should blog bout.........well lets see.......yesterday and today my student cancel tution with me.........hmmm...then thank god on sat i got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;MABEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; to accompany me.........ha ha......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Anyhow....i really do not know wat to blog bout........so i guess i'll just sign off..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-9057858495982569437?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/9057858495982569437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=9057858495982569437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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updates.......................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6600cc;"&gt;hmmmmmm....it's been a long time since i have updates my blog.....i'm able to do so it's all thanks to my swollen right eye.....haha....i'm on MC today.....though today is a public holiday...sounds unbelievable rite???...anyway i have another good news to share with the whole world....i'm quting HELL(DELL)...so this fri would be my last day....then the following week would be my brand new chapter of another phase of my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i can't wait for this another new cycle, counting down i have another 2 days in HELL, so i can take it though i have another day of MC, dunno whether i should go to work tommorro or not as i can still feel the pain on my eye...this morning when i woke up i felt like my right eye can only see half of wat i see on my left eye...i fast fast go to the mirror to have a look and i was shock...my eyes had become swollen...oh gosh...but anyway although it has now returned to the original size but i can still feel the pain...so the questions remain whether i wan to go to work tommoro or not??? what do you guys think ????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-9017363916415764886?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/9017363916415764886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=9017363916415764886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Life has been pretty hectic recently..........busy until no time for myself........well dat is life after all..what to do...its been two months already since i started to work.....life is full of the ups and downs...sometimes it might be good, sumtimes its bad...especially when you are talking bout doing sales...my target kept on increasing...month by month and i wish that i could really hit those targets..i'm not really sure until now what actually is it that i'm after or chasing??...i really have no idea...of course besides chasing after money which is really important, since i have started to work, i really feel money does not comes by easily....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now everyone is working for money....instead of getting the money to work for us....how i wish that the money will work for me...and it will just multiply by itself....(mayb tonite i shud sleep earlier), rite now, i think i'm catching cold d.....i kept sneezing and is so damm annoying....i dunno what will happen next, perhaps cough will come along ???......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in conclusion, i'm still surviving in my job, i hope that i can still survive for another few more months or perhaps a year in this job...then it will time to move on with my life...to a new chapter of my adventure...it is indeed not my dream to end up in sales...i wish i can do something that has connection with my degree.......well i dunno, let me just hope and pray for the best.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-5388718662705348612?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/5388718662705348612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=5388718662705348612' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/5388718662705348612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/5388718662705348612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2008/08/hectic-life.html' title='Hectic Life'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-8817944213085183889</id><published>2008-07-20T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T21:32:19.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Catch up....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Today i went out with my uni frens to celebrate seow jiun's b'thday, we went for lunch at RIBS, which is quite tasty the ribs, dun order anything else but the ribs because the only thing that is worth ordering is only the ribs which they are famous of.....after having our lunch and the not so tasty cake from RITZ( first time in my life, the most horrible cake i have eaten, its called Lemon Meringue) yuck.........guys dun buy this flavour....after lucnh we went to Starbucks to do some catch ups, which is quite fun...after everyone has gone back..me n chien san went to queensbay to walk walk n check out the promo on the handphones.......i believe we do more talking than shopping...ha ha...so in the end 8 sumthing we went for our dinner..and after go back home...becoz tomolo need to work already...so my weekend for this week is really very fast..in just a blink of eye..tommorow is monday already...can u imagine that ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Anyway tomorrow must gambate....GAMBATE to me.............so I'll just update you guys next week....c ya guys around then..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-8817944213085183889?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-2873608251493399841</id><published>2008-07-13T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T09:57:45.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Sunday.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Today when i woke up, i found the clouds to be rather dark and Mr Sunshine is being covered by all the clouds...well today is going to be a rather glommy day....it is quite quiet here...because everyone is still fast asleep...but i can hear sounds coming from the kitchen, it must be my grandma busy preparing lunch for us...love her to the max....ha ha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I guess today would be another day gone as i have no plans on how to pass this last day of my weekend...usually it's like that, when all of your frens have their own activiites..I was wondering what are the things that i have not done for quite a long time...I'm still pondering over this issue...and no answer to my this very question...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Well I'm left with nothing to write here...so maybe I'll just update later in the afternoon with the details of how my day was...ha ha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-2873608251493399841?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/2873608251493399841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=2873608251493399841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/2873608251493399841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/2873608251493399841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2008/07/rainy-sunday.html' title='Rainy Sunday.....'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-5886486597857240660</id><published>2008-07-06T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T13:14:59.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Sunday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yesterday went to my colleague's b'thday...dinner become supper...i reach there bout 8.35pm, and when the whole team arrives, it was already like 9.15pm...n only they start serving you the soup and salad, the soup is a bit not my taste..its mushroom soup but got a little bit of sour...yuck, i jz managed to drink half of it only, and the salad's dressing is not really my taste too, its a thai dressing...thn we move on to the main course, the waiter comes around n distribute chicken, fish, sausages, lamb, beef(which i don't take), the grilled pineapples and so on...eat till so full d and its like already 10.30pm d...and all of them want a second round of the foods...by the time we order dessert, its already like 11pm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Never in my life, the dinner become supper...haha...and at the end 12 am, everyone finish everything and take photos and the party officially ends...and i'm so tired and have to drive abck home summore....reach home at bout 12.35am and i just lie on my bed and sleep till 10 am in the morning...n today is the time for me to laze around at home....just perfect.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-5886486597857240660?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-6032534129178462202</id><published>2008-06-28T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T23:09:18.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Today is my fren's convo so me n bel bel went to congrats her...finally she graduate adi after such long years...really happy for her, after the usual snapping of photos, me n bel bel went for lunch at Delifrance, the food was ok...then after dat drop her at her darls office, then i went back home, after dat receive another phoen call to go out so thsi time went out with seow jiun, and we went to new world park and drink some coffee and chit chat till 8 sumthing, then she fetch me back and dats it my whole sat is gone...how time flies....n now my stupid brother is bullying me...i wan to kill him d...kick him....ishhhhhhh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-6032534129178462202?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/6032534129178462202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=6032534129178462202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/6032534129178462202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/6032534129178462202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2008/06/today.html' title='Today..'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-6995688719080342693</id><published>2008-06-22T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T18:29:03.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unsettled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Today feel a bit unsettled, i don't know why...mayb its because tomolo is a working day and my heart is beating faster again...n i might be felling pressured again after my weekend, but life still goes on, so now i'm telling myself, don't think so much, do ur best and fulfill ur own responsibility and that will be good enough d, so in order to get this out of my mind, i'm blogging here, as i feel i don't wan to complain bout this to anyone, so this is really a very good world of my own far away from reality and people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-6995688719080342693?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/6995688719080342693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=6995688719080342693' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/6995688719080342693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/6995688719080342693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2008/06/unsettled.html' title='Unsettled'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-1423998480327897749</id><published>2008-06-20T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T23:17:48.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Kinda confused with what i really want....this is such a sad case....work work work...n stress and havin nightmares about my work...its even worse compared to studying....at least when i'm studying i won be havin nightmares bout it...i wish ic an share this with my sis, but she is far far away from me...i'm missing her soooooo much...i miss shopping with her, lying on the bed and talking till we fell asleep, being scolded by her and asking her to do some favours for me coz i'm too lazy to do it and getting the evil stare from her and her throwing tantrum and when we are mad with each other, fetching her to go for her outing nad making her fetch me to somewhere...i miss everything bout her...i wish she could come back very soon but its near impossible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-1423998480327897749?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/1423998480327897749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=1423998480327897749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/1423998480327897749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/1423998480327897749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2008/06/confused.html' title='Confused'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-5149906490796745232</id><published>2008-06-13T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T20:19:25.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dunno wat to say....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Today life is a bit hectic.....y is dat so ??????? today is the official day i'm workin after training...well well well....i have to take calls n sell...so today i took two calls n guess wat.... it was horrible....after the first call i was so streessed up....n i felt like killing myself.... n the customer is not really dat nice at all...n my heart beats so fast after the call that i have phobia of answering the next call...the second customer was so much nicer compared to the first one...however he only wans to noe find out bout the desktops...n my coach says dat the way i talk is not aggresive enough....... n i dunno wat is goin to happen on monday....god pls bless me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-5149906490796745232?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/5149906490796745232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=5149906490796745232' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/5149906490796745232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/5149906490796745232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2008/06/dunno-wat-to-say.html' title='Dunno wat to say....'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-4296561919939666765</id><published>2008-06-06T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T19:32:03.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates bout my life......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's quite some time since i have updated my blog...ha ha..so here i am nw...i'm so tired nw...due to the training...n thanks to the frezzing cold air con..i'm like a ice statue in there...so here goes my workin life...last week i celebrated my b'thday...it was fun meeting up with my frens...ah bel, ai ling n karen...although its nothing flashy..i'm very happy...as for my b'thday gifts...i got a spa treatment from my aunt...its nice...haha...hopefully i'll get it again next yr...ok nw back to my working things...there is two person who is training with me...well both of them r older than me...they r quite nice..although i dun think we think the same level...one is guy n one is a gal..well...the guy one was kind of soemtimes i dun noe how to describe...he seems nice however sometimes his action makes me think whether is he really genuine in his words...hmm that's a real big question mark...well human can be so confusing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-4296561919939666765?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/4296561919939666765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=4296561919939666765' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/4296561919939666765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/4296561919939666765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2008/06/updates-bout-my-life.html' title='Updates bout my life......'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-1744950390202084269</id><published>2008-05-09T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T02:09:09.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless Nite</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Now is 2 am in the morning...here i am blogging........i can't sleep today..don't know why...i had a lot of things going on in my mind rite now...my body is tired but not my mind...i just can't make myself sleep........not even with my usual style of listening to some music before falling into my beautiful sleep...nothing seems to work...how can i make my mind n body sleeps?????? Actually now i'm like a person hanging in the middle of somewhere..no directions or its more to a blur blur situation...well i hope something do turn up from my this very blur crisis.....coz i dun wan to be blur forever in my life......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-1744950390202084269?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/1744950390202084269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=1744950390202084269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/1744950390202084269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/1744950390202084269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2008/05/sleepless-nite.html' title='Sleepless Nite'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-8265712613778906427</id><published>2008-05-07T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:40:17.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorable Day...Thanks.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SCFO9p_Li4I/AAAAAAAAADM/gheIqN-8jwU/s1600-h/DSC01291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SCFO9p_Li4I/AAAAAAAAADM/gheIqN-8jwU/s320/DSC01291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197522266112101250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SCFOd5_Li3I/AAAAAAAAADE/IK9QsxNCgaU/s1600-h/DSC01302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SCFOd5_Li3I/AAAAAAAAADE/IK9QsxNCgaU/s320/DSC01302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197521720651254642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SCFN3p_Li2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/eVQM6XhnqWM/s1600-h/DSC01316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SCFN3p_Li2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/eVQM6XhnqWM/s320/DSC01316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197521063521258338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;This is where i went after my last paper on 30th April, i n my hsemates went to Mizi Shabu Shabu in Puchong. The food there is good n nice......we went there to celebrate my b'thday earlier n graduation also..i'm so touched my hsemate zi wei and wei loon prepared a cake and presents for me...but the more touching part is they actually print out photos of us in a slide form for me...that was surprising...i'll always remember that...haha...thanks for everything...will miss u guys.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-8265712613778906427?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/8265712613778906427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=8265712613778906427' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/8265712613778906427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/8265712613778906427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2008/05/memorable-daythanks.html' title='Memorable Day...Thanks.......'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SCFO9p_Li4I/AAAAAAAAADM/gheIqN-8jwU/s72-c/DSC01291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-4994267320769890665</id><published>2008-05-03T11:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:40:18.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SBxzjp_Li1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/RvP2Lmnjkz4/s1600-h/IMG_0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196155126482176850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SBxzjp_Li1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/RvP2Lmnjkz4/s320/IMG_0363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SBxyFp_Li0I/AAAAAAAAACs/Twtw3OoP8m0/s1600-h/IMG_0362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196153511574473538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SBxyFp_Li0I/AAAAAAAAACs/Twtw3OoP8m0/s320/IMG_0362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SBxwfZ_LizI/AAAAAAAAACk/zJ779IHUNz0/s1600-h/IMG_0364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196151754932849458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SBxwfZ_LizI/AAAAAAAAACk/zJ779IHUNz0/s320/IMG_0364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dosen't the crab looks delicious??? yum yum..this is wat i had for dinner yesterday...the first pic is the famous cheese crab in kepong...it was delicious.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1055361834557642028-4994267320769890665?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/4994267320769890665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=4994267320769890665' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/4994267320769890665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/4994267320769890665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2008/05/yummy_02.html' title='Yummy'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SBxzjp_Li1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/RvP2Lmnjkz4/s72-c/IMG_0363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-8725109645168219458</id><published>2008-04-24T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T09:32:11.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally the thing i wanted but..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I'm so happy and sad at the same time............finally i got the interview that i wanted but i can't make it because it clashes with my exam......coz it is on 29th of april while my exam is on 28 and 30th of april......sounds weird rite y can't i make it? coz the interview will be held in genting......i'm so dead meat, don't know whether to say that i'm lucky or unlucky??? If i need to choose i'll go for my exam n end of story to my interview...the kind of interview they are offering i don't think they can reschedule it..........coz it includes written assesment n group assessment...........GOD pls help me here............... :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-8725109645168219458?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/8725109645168219458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=8725109645168219458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/8725109645168219458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/8725109645168219458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally-thing-i-wanted-but.html' title='Finally the thing i wanted but..............'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-4476313074651984665</id><published>2008-04-18T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T22:47:51.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind flYing everywhere......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My mind seems to fly everywhere when i'm holdin my notes.....arghhhhhh...wat is happening...wake up wake up i need to wake up already....there is time limit.....................WAKE UP CHRISTINE..........................WAKE UP...........If not u'll be LEFT behind...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-4476313074651984665?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/4476313074651984665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=4476313074651984665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/4476313074651984665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/4476313074651984665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2008/04/mind-flying-everywhere.html' title='Mind flYing everywhere......'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-1541111742645837276</id><published>2008-04-15T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T22:52:34.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustration OR ................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm engrossed in my books.....n my spirits r up...but suddenly...ring ring....my phone rings.......n the caller is... great...why he called again?? this is like the third time from last week.. i was wondering, can't he find other things to do other than callin me n bla bla n nagging me.......i just dun believe it after i told him i got exam n the fact that he knew i'm havin my finals next week......it is really OMG.....God pls help me...is this a test u wan to me to go through? usually my emotions n temper will adjust pretty quickly after hanging up the phone n when the conversation finally ends.......unfortunately my temper n emotions will be on the dark side.........n this will cause me a few hours before i can free my brain from the words he says...i'm so fed up already with this antics of his....so here i am nw complaining in my very blog....a little world of own........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-1541111742645837276?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/1541111742645837276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=1541111742645837276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/1541111742645837276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/1541111742645837276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2008/04/frustration-or.html' title='Frustration OR ................'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-7407109075359636875</id><published>2008-04-13T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:40:18.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so happy sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SAHzlNhBr5I/AAAAAAAAACE/4DyTq0LXdCI/s1600-h/messy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188696066316414866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SAHzlNhBr5I/AAAAAAAAACE/4DyTq0LXdCI/s320/messy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;People's sunday is usually full with fun...mine is a bored one...plus after recover from the indigestion...seems like my appetite become very small...whatever i ate i will feel full after bout 3/4 portion of it...n i'll feel very full n stuffed...don't know whether i shud be glad or sad? however, life is kinda of ok now...everyday wake up face my bookssssssssss...thn take a nap n take my lunch n dinner...thn when the night falls i'm back at my bed sleeping away n wake up to another new day...thn the process starts all over again...&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/1055361834557642028-7407109075359636875?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/7407109075359636875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=7407109075359636875' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/7407109075359636875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/7407109075359636875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2008/04/not-so-happy-sunday.html' title='Not so happy sunday'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SAHzlNhBr5I/AAAAAAAAACE/4DyTq0LXdCI/s72-c/messy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-3816976462446896011</id><published>2008-04-10T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T19:36:44.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I can't believe i fell sick.....from yesterday till today felt like vomiting, headache n in the end went to c doctor...i'm havin indigestion...feel so horrible n can't sleep...my whole body is so tired.......faint.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-3816976462446896011?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-3428858462782150554</id><published>2008-04-08T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T19:00:15.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy or sad or ???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Today i got a phone call to go for an interview..but i dunno whether o be ahppy or not...coz its a company i dun like n never thought of working...i just apply for fun...n it turns out i'm being selected for an interview...I will be goin since i have already agreed to go for the interview...mayb i can take it as an experience so dat for my next interview i can be better prepared....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-3428858462782150554?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/3428858462782150554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=3428858462782150554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/3428858462782150554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/3428858462782150554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-or-sad-or.html' title='Happy or sad or ???'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-4969641389278799256</id><published>2008-04-07T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T17:23:59.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shogun- Japanese buffet restaurant</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Today we went to shogun, the food over there is varied and nice....there r different types of sushi, teppanyaki, soups n desserts to choose from....n the service is not bad at all...haha...i'm glad i went there....i ate  a lot of unagi, cod fish n salmon...n prawn fritters, cakes especially the tiramisu cheese cake which is exquisite, ice creamsss with aloe vera toppings...there is also soft shell crab with cheese..yum yum...as well as the fruits cocktail...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-4969641389278799256?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/4969641389278799256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=4969641389278799256' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/4969641389278799256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/4969641389278799256'/><link 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jz thinking bout the final...sometimes i felt like letting go but i noe i can't do dat...so nw i'm still hanging in the air.. n floating aimlessly....I need to wake up, wake up n WAKE UP...n start concentrating...i seriously need some help in terms of motivation...anyone with motivation words would u pls say it to me n help me overcome this ??? help........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-782671768508007387?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/782671768508007387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=782671768508007387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/782671768508007387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/782671768508007387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2008/04/lazy-me.html' title='The laZy me'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-4354351530433596920</id><published>2008-04-01T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:40:19.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Look out Point......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/R_G5tgkj6kI/AAAAAAAAAB8/AH-otp-b3uw/s1600-h/DSC03676.JPG"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184128837568686658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/R_G5tgkj6kI/AAAAAAAAAB8/AH-otp-b3uw/s320/DSC03676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/R_G4cAkj6iI/AAAAAAAAABs/bJHGb9PYfVI/s1600-h/DSC03665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184127437409348130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/R_G4cAkj6iI/AAAAAAAAABs/bJHGb9PYfVI/s320/DSC03665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/R_G36wkj6hI/AAAAAAAAABk/SyBOTeB4ZJU/s1600-h/DSC03657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184126866178697746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/R_G36wkj6hI/AAAAAAAAABk/SyBOTeB4ZJU/s320/DSC03657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/R_G3bgkj6gI/AAAAAAAAABc/I31mYMf3u2I/s1600-h/DSC03643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184126329307785730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/R_G3bgkj6gI/AAAAAAAAABc/I31mYMf3u2I/s320/DSC03643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/R_G2wgkj6fI/AAAAAAAAABU/sqN4-MMYWzU/s1600-h/DSC03709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184125590573410802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/R_G2wgkj6fI/AAAAAAAAABU/sqN4-MMYWzU/s320/DSC03709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/R_G2Bwkj6eI/AAAAAAAAABM/BJvP1qIMDRk/s1600-h/DSC03631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184124787414526434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/R_G2Bwkj6eI/AAAAAAAAABM/BJvP1qIMDRk/s320/DSC03631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/R_G1jwkj6dI/AAAAAAAAABE/Aksy_J0LeoM/s1600-h/DSC03629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184124272018450898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/R_G1jwkj6dI/AAAAAAAAABE/Aksy_J0LeoM/s320/DSC03629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Views from the top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Last week we went to Hulu Langat's Look out point restaurant....the view at night was breathtaking.....ha ha...i'll let the pictures speak the words...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1055361834557642028-4354351530433596920?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/4354351530433596920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=4354351530433596920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/4354351530433596920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/4354351530433596920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2008/03/trip-to-look-out-point.html' title='Trip to Look out Point......'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/R_G5tgkj6kI/AAAAAAAAAB8/AH-otp-b3uw/s72-c/DSC03676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-7878450912756507177</id><published>2008-04-01T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T00:25:35.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I hate him so much............so much that i wish the earth will open up n swallow him inside so dat i will never need to c him again.........hate him the most n wish that he will disappear from my life..........or better, i just wan to rub away his existence in my life..................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-7878450912756507177?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/7878450912756507177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=7878450912756507177' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/7878450912756507177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;The little world inside me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;has been shield away by darkness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;like an evil sorceress,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;that cast her spell upon me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;surrounded by all the evil sounds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;torturing me n mocking me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;my heart is being pierced,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;by a sharp shattered glass,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;tears drop from my little heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;down the window pane of my invisble prison,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;the invisible dungeon that has,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;make a prisoner of my sunshine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;is buried deep deep down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;in the centre of earth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;like a buried treasure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;waiting to be found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-1737111666763611366?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/1737111666763611366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=1737111666763611366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/1737111666763611366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/1737111666763611366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2008/03/suffocating-depressed-glommy.html' title=''/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-2634334232118355818</id><published>2008-03-17T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T23:40:28.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I don’t know whether to laugh or cry………..this is so complicated till my head is going to just burst by just thinking about it……why in the world this is happening to me??????? Why, why and why………..i just hate this feeling of being stuck in between and either one decision you will be just guilty of choosing either one…….i had just finish crying and my head felt like it is going to explode at bout anytime………..can somebody please come n rescue me from this dilemma………….i don’t wan to be stuck in a situation like this…………I just hate this……..hate hate hate hate hate hate hate n hateeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee………  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-2634334232118355818?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/2634334232118355818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=2634334232118355818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/2634334232118355818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/2634334232118355818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-dont-know-whether-to-laugh-or-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-5188626907670234853</id><published>2008-03-10T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T22:43:11.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupiddddd Bakery</title><content type='html'>Sigh, the bread which i have just brought last sun, one piece of the bread is adi covered with mold........yuck........the due date was supposed to be the 13th of march.......dunno whether i got eat the mold or not aso........stupid bakery......next time won go d.........ishhhhhhhhhh.......geram....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-5188626907670234853?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-934879550229111437</id><published>2008-03-06T08:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:40:20.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SBwkdp_LiyI/AAAAAAAAACc/VSCEf-Fz8rk/s1600-h/IMG_0362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196068161984367394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SBwkdp_LiyI/AAAAAAAAACc/VSCEf-Fz8rk/s320/IMG_0362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SBvXXJ_LixI/AAAAAAAAACU/-Wrs1pbf3xY/s1600-h/IMG_0364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195983387919878930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SBvXXJ_LixI/AAAAAAAAACU/-Wrs1pbf3xY/s320/IMG_0364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SBvWg5_LiwI/AAAAAAAAACM/8o8RDyRnCYM/s1600-h/IMG_0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195982455911975682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SBvWg5_LiwI/AAAAAAAAACM/8o8RDyRnCYM/s320/IMG_0363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;All of the food looks yummy rite....haha....just finish exam not long ago...so i n my frens went to kepong for the famous cheese crab...it was delicious.....we had two different style of crab being cooked, Ham Heong crab n Cheese crab...n the picture in the middle is the bread to go with the sauce..yummy......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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title='Yummy......'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/SBwkdp_LiyI/AAAAAAAAACc/VSCEf-Fz8rk/s72-c/IMG_0362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-2590778123056220256</id><published>2008-03-05T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T22:00:08.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Just feel bad today, dunno y, today feel a bit guilty coz i scare some ppl with my driving skills....although i knew that they will be surprised n shocked........ok ok dun think bout it anymore......its over...........thn tomolo i have a mid term test.......(SAD CASE)........need to GAMBATE nw............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-2590778123056220256?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/2590778123056220256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=2590778123056220256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/2590778123056220256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/2590778123056220256'/><link 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therefore only nw i reach kl's home.......make me mad only...i hate ppl who r late n not punctual, unless u r my very best best fren, thn i dun mind waiting for u........so beh siok nia, but still have to pretend that i'm fine n have to chit chat with her n show smilling face....but nvm nw can take as a practice coz it is an art to disguise ur feelings n it might prove to be useful to me in future..........in the working world.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-5098983974546340731?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/5098983974546340731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=5098983974546340731' 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ur shoulder wihout u realizing it.......it is an automatic responsibility that have been placed upon u......sometimes i wish i could be rebellious n jz run away.....not wanting to care about all the things in the world......i wan to live in my own world......however, i know that i couldn't do this so i'm back at square 1......hope that an angel will come to my path n bring me some light of guidance........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-4244428965970005287?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/4244428965970005287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=4244428965970005287' title='0 Comments'/><link 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type='text'>outing........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Today was supposed to be a fun outing for the three of us.......end up first i have to edit my damm assignment at the last minute.........thn waste my time only....after that went to queensbay with mabel........walk here n there..finally i can feel the pain that my stupid heels gave me.......so went to sakae sushi for so called lunch which i think could be tea or mayb dinner d.......we ordered fried maki and teriyaki chicken.....so full.....after sit there n talk for one hour before kit arrived to meet us.....thn she ordered thn she ate n we chat n chat..after that went searching for a bag for kit.......we go to jusco, aldo and forever 21.......my leg pain like hell......cant stand it finally go n buy plaster.....but still painful....i really enjoyed today;s outing although so many things happened.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='outing........'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-4024246621212613698</id><published>2008-02-27T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:40:20.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon Voyage.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/R8VsckxVa9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Nl6DqdWrs-o/s1600-h/DSCN0539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171658985267620818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/R8VsckxVa9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Nl6DqdWrs-o/s320/DSCN0539.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/R8VrDUxVa8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/e9fdbgkqWR8/s1600-h/DSCN0536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171657451964296130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/R8VrDUxVa8I/AAAAAAAAAA0/e9fdbgkqWR8/s320/DSCN0536.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Bon voyage to my dear sis............jz came back from airport.......i aso dun noe wat to say here........jz feel very sad n couldn't bear to let her go.........i'm sooooooooooooooooooooooooo goin to miss her........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span 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href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2008/02/bon-voyage.html' title='Bon Voyage.........'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/R8VsckxVa9I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Nl6DqdWrs-o/s72-c/DSCN0539.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-5569726471689721319</id><published>2008-02-26T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T21:34:50.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SeaFood..................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yum yum...........jz came back from Teluk Kumbar......muahahaha.....a great place to eat.....nice seafood.......fried brinjal with crabmeat......duck egg prawn steamed fish, fish meat stir fry with celery, fried mee hoon mixed with tang hoon, n fried squid.....haha....really delicious n unique.....thanks to my aunt who brought us there........really had a nice dinner today.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-5569726471689721319?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/5569726471689721319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=5569726471689721319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>Yipeeeeeeeeeeeee..........finally i'm free...........from mid term test...........so happy these past three days like mad ppl only study study study..........books books n books..........now i'm free as the butterfly..........so happy......wan to enjoy my nite tonite...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-8261224140397569613?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/8261224140397569613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=8261224140397569613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/8261224140397569613'/><link 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more days before the nightmare(mid term) arrives........this afternoon had a headache n i slept till now.......haha,,,,,wake up with more headaches.......do u noe y? bcoz i need to finish up the int biz assignment n continue to study.........but the fact is i dun wan to.......coz i'm soooooooooooo lazy n feelin like nothing is the best unless u play to the fullest......but reality is i can't do this coz if i'm like this i'm out of my mind n u will not even noe who i am anymore..........to my frens who have known me, i think probably they will not recognize who am i anymore......if i were to do this..........ha ha.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-8378202535940410362?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-1597871671131384463</id><published>2008-02-15T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T23:55:07.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15th of February 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A ridiculous thing happened today....guess wat? when i was running, suddenly my shoe came off n whooshhhh its a complete goner......great....i have to buy another pair of sport shoe.....again $$ is flying away........so after my tutorial today....went to Jusco alone.....so its kinda of fun coz its been such a long long time since i have gone shopping by myself.......dun noe wat has got into me today......felt like shopping.....ha ha......so besides buying the sport shoes......i bought time magazine n do some grocery shopping..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thn came back home n suddenly felt like tidying up my room.........weird......mayb its the stress that is making me weird.......coz mid term is around the corner.......thought of pampering myself to a nice scrub for my feet and body, thn do mask n lastly paint my nails........looks like i managed to complete one of them only........coz too tired n lazy.........wat to do???????? haha.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-1597871671131384463?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/1597871671131384463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/R7MEw0xVa4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/OMJf0FbvlYs/s1600-h/CNY+gathering+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166478434369891202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/R7MEw0xVa4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/OMJf0FbvlYs/s200/CNY+gathering+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/R7MDJ0xVa3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/8P-J6cMZkVM/s1600-h/CNY+gathering+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166476664843365234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/R7MDJ0xVa3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/8P-J6cMZkVM/s320/CNY+gathering+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's been a while since i updated my blog........well everything really went well last week for me......a very nice chinese new year this year....that is what i felt......usually i would feel bored for being stuck at home......but it turned out be a spectacular one.......chimmie came back n we went out on the second day of the CNY with Mabel, karen.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;First we went to starbucks.....we had our drinks n chit chat.......after dat we have to decide where r we r heading for our dinner.....as usual we toss the questions around n couldn't make the decision.n out of nowhere suddenly we decided to go to Tambun for seafood..........haha....we must be mad rite........drivin all the way there jz for the seafood.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;after arriving there.....when we were waiting in line for the carpark......one stupid gen 2 came and tried to cut in the line, imagine dat.....i n chimmie r so mad( acually i'm much more mad than her)......haha.......here i am hungry and not to mention so many ppl there n here come an pathethic driver who is brainless.......so much for that......atfer parking our car......we went to order the food........wow so many ppl waiting in line......luckily we have mabel n her vincent to reserve the table otherwise i dunno when we will get our dinner........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;After our dinner......we took ferry to go back to the island....thn we snacth photos while we r aboard.......haha.......we din even waste one single minute.........after that we went to QEII.....it was beautiful......n they went crazy with alcohols.....my my........haha........after that i went home at 12.30am leavin them to drink.......haha.......i really enjoy dat day.....n time seemed to pass so quick n i have to bade them farewell.......this is a moment to be treasured and to be remembered in our hearts........sure i will them badly......n till next time.........where our next meeting will resume....i would really be waiting n lookin forward to it........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-1938902969574499060?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' 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brightly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Which lights the room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;There will be one day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Where this light will be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Left with nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;People should be like the grass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;But not the big trunk of tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Life is not always sunny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;There will be a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Where storms and rain will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Make their way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Strong shall we be like the grass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hanging to its roots on the soil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Be sure that after all the obstacles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;The sun will shine again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;If only the world would &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;be divided into black and white only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;How good would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;However this is not what it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;There is always a gray side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;How peaceful the world would be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;If black is black and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;White is white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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leCture'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-7059146459673708507</id><published>2008-01-25T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T20:47:31.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall into another dimension........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lately.....it seems that i'm feeling very stressful.......is it becoz this is my last semester? or its becoz of my assignment, mid term or the fear of not reaching what i had planned for myself......or is it becoz i think too much? it might be due to the fact that i'm afraid of working and facing the interviews? i dunno n i have no idea..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Last nite heard from my fren who went for an interview which is tough n intense......i'm startin to shiver......it seems like i'm not like myself lately........its bcoz the answer is i also dunno..........only god has the answer or holds the key to my answer or mayb my destiny.........who knows? mayb god is only among us........doin the same thing like us everyday......instead of observing from the above......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-7059146459673708507?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-9206763847608870415</id><published>2008-01-21T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:40:21.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/R7W3L0xVa7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/k9fymPeLQtA/s1600-h/galaxie+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167237561249524658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/R7W3L0xVa7I/AAAAAAAAAAs/k9fymPeLQtA/s320/galaxie+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm feelin a bit lost today.....first in the morning i got a not so gud news bout one of my family members.....thn i jz couldn't stop thinking bout it the whole morning n i was dreaming away during my biz taxation tutorial, feeling so unease and typin sms and replying and asking questions abt her condition with my sis..........today is like a rainstrom for me....got lots of stuff to do....n i'm feeling helpless n dunno wat i can do since i'm not in pg..to go back aso not rite....not to go back aso not rite........at last i think dat her condition is quite ok d so i'm a bit settled down....but still i'm a bit worried bout her...... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-9206763847608870415?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' 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This sem is a real challenge.....all the assignment can really kill me..........up till now i'm still stuck at my assignment.......so i jz wan to faint n not to think bout this anymore.........dunno who can help me.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Today my room is a bit warm...........while listening to music....i'm felin a bit lazy all of the sudden.......tomorrow will be a long long day for me......noe y? coz i think i'm having tutorials n lectures from 9.30am to 7.00pm.......with only 2 hours break...........my, my........how tiring this is goin to be........anyway need to sign off first to concentrate my thinking n thoughts on my assignments.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-5889804569547706805?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' 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height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-4167503399583811244</id><published>2008-01-15T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T17:17:52.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally my tree bears fruitsssssss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm so happy now..........finally what i have been doin finally bears the fruit i ahve been waiting for..........my results is finally out........i'm sooooooooo happy till i wan to jump up from my chair...........it is wat i have been waiting for.......it proves dat.......if i work hard my efforts will not go to waste........n from nw......what i wan to do is..........work hard for this final sememster.............n make my cgpa goes higher...........i just can't wait...................this is the fire in me............it will not be put out anymore...........i'm so happy for myself.......n i wan to congratulate myself......bravo to me.........n cheers.......to a new begining of my new life with greater score.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-4167503399583811244?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/4167503399583811244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=4167503399583811244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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cafeteria</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Now i'm in the cafeteria alone with my notebook..........plan to search for some information for my assignment but end up here bloggin..........for my tea time today......i have a butter cake (cupcake) surprisingly, its fluffy n not too sweet.....yum yum i'm satisfied........n i bought a bottle of mineral water but too bad i uncap it........its so frustrating coz i'm so thristy now.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Being alone is dat bad as i thought.........there r quite a number of ppl here in the  cafeteria.....so its quite noisy.........my semester results is not yet released.......i'm extremely worry.......hope dat i can make it thru n reach  my aim........if not i dunno.........wat will happen to me..........well enough of dat........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;my hands r red from trying to open this mineral water.........poor me.......din even drink a drop of water .........yay......bump into my fren n now i can drink water d, thanks to her........i guess i will stop now.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-3410805525852917976?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/3410805525852917976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=3410805525852917976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/3410805525852917976'/><link rel='self' 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the campus....n informing everybody bout the replacement class..........n not to mention carrying lots of notes to distributes to my class....n carrying up n down the notes n wats more carrying the notes thru n fro for those who r absent.......n u can't even scream at them for unconsciously making u do so...........coz dat is my responsibilities..........or else i would be regard as someone who is not responsible........haha.....wat a joke.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Assignments are pouring in...........it is a real challenge the assignments........n mid terms........wats more with CNY approaching.......i have nothing to say......just wanna wish myself lots of luck n Gambate................to me, me and me, myself............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Days........'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-5583949463137713482</id><published>2008-01-07T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T22:08:07.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FirSt day.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;First day at campus, one word "BORED", to get to the point, the first class of the day were cancelled, n i'm stuck there for 1 n half hours before the next class, after the second class, another 1 n half hours break which i guees is for lunch............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;At first wanted to go n eat something good, but end up in Mcd in Jusco. Just great, after that i'm stuck in a boring lecture on ' Corporate Governance' bored, bored, bored. What a great events to start off my last semester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;In the end, one word "Just Great"( opposite )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-5583949463137713482?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/5583949463137713482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=5583949463137713482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/5583949463137713482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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housemates) went to watch movie "Game Plan", it is really funny the show n worth watching.......then we went for dinner.....n nw i'm sitting here in front of my notebook n writting down today's history while waiting for my anime to download finish.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Recently, i'm into animes.....never thought that anime could be so much fun to watch instead of drama series...mayb i'm just getting bored watching all the intense dramas...so a change might do me some good....i have a feeling that this month, i would be pretty busy.....either instinct or no instict, it is still the same busy applies in my life for this month i guess......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-7899732401700524000</id><published>2008-01-05T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T17:38:50.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new begining........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Finally i'm back in kl d.........today i had the most shocking thing happen to me on my way back to kl........i nearly lost control of my car, coz its raining heavily........luckily my fren call me to hold my stering straight, or else i duno whether will i be sitting here n writting this blog today......n i really thank her for the immediate response, n really a big thank you to god who have saved n protect me as well........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;7th of January will be the mark of my last semester in UTAR........my, how time had passed without me realizing that it is soon for me to go out to this cruel world.....but during the semester break i had lots fun...meeting up with my frens......catching up on each other's progress.......n learning that they r all happy n moving forward in their life..........i'm feeling happy n glad for them.....so wat i wan to say to them is "GAMBATE".......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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begining........'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-658290981534553745</id><published>2007-12-16T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T16:42:44.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SundaY Afternnon.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Zzzzzzz.........it's such a hot day today......feeling like i'm having sauna in my room.....n while writting this my sweat is trickling down my neck..............beads of sweat is forming around my forehead..........today is quite quiet at home.......coz all of my housemate are still having their exam.....only music is accompanying me now.......n my ever loyal notebook.....how i wish for the wind to blow through my room n swept the heat away......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-658290981534553745?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/658290981534553745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=658290981534553745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/658290981534553745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/658290981534553745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2007/12/sunday-afternnon.html' title='SundaY Afternnon.....'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-8921764547905939180</id><published>2007-12-15T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T22:21:02.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MiXed eMotioNs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A mixed emotion is surroundin me......in my heart....there is sadness, heartache and etc...so u can kinda imagine wat a combination my feelin is rite now.........really dunno wat to do...can anyone out there help me.........guess not......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-8921764547905939180?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/8921764547905939180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=8921764547905939180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/8921764547905939180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/8921764547905939180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2007/12/mixed-emotions.html' title='MiXed eMotioNs'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1055361834557642028.post-456692655114808564</id><published>2007-12-14T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T23:24:35.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY very first ENTRy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Finally i'm able to spare some time over here......been busy since the last few weeks......goin thru the most torturous moment that is " FINAL EXAM". Finally can get it off today ( a day to remember)........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nw i'm missing my birth place PENANG.....yum yum can't wait to get my hands on the delicious delicacies.........another semester to go before i graduate...ha ha....after graduation i'm off to the working world and goin to go thru my life as wat the normal ordinary ppl is doin, climbing the career ladder up and up and up to where i wan to be......to think in jz another half a yr a naive me is coming out to work........n competing wit the other fresh grads including my frens......sure the competition will be on heat......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If only i was born with a silver spoon in my mouth( how i wish).....but the point is back to reality i still need to work........hmmm..........but i guess this is the best way how my life will turn into a mayb fantasctic adventure........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well.....Cheers to my adventure that will begin in jz another half a year.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1055361834557642028-456692655114808564?l=memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/feeds/456692655114808564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1055361834557642028&amp;postID=456692655114808564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/456692655114808564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1055361834557642028/posts/default/456692655114808564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://memoryofthepastpresentnfuture.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-very-first-entry.html' title='MY very first ENTRy'/><author><name>C-h-R-i-sT-i-N-e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16804010799258188652</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DTW-QeX_qQs/Sa3rUZj_Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/1fb3Ghdgs4Y/S220/Spice+007.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
