<?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-5205206219805981512</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:56:09.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music in my life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MaryB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07761618256215870093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cUio9HMUAE/SOrPZ-lGXRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PWmqMkpOZls/S220/looking.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205206219805981512.post-3899111366894007159</id><published>2010-08-29T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T01:26:59.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A junk filled day~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Actually it's a junk FOOD filled day. Wake up too early for Saturday, after tired from a cycle of waking up and sleeping back again, I kicked myself to get out from bed and it went like this,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;9:30am : drink water and took a bath&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1030am : eat &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;potato chips&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; while browsing through facebook&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;11am : put up loud music while doing the laundry and dancing around the house ( &lt;i&gt;yeah&lt;/i&gt;, my excise regime)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1130am: watch video taken during my holidays, especially those with him as the star :) and continue eating my&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt; chips&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; (not finished during the 1st round)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1230pm : browsing facebook again, but now while eating the &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;chocolate cake&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; made by my housemate hehehe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1:30pm : hang my laundry to dry.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2pm : nap (yeah, I still &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; to nap)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3pm : I'm hungry~ went to the kitchen and made myself&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt; fried chicken wings&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; heheheh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4pm : playing "chicken invaders"..funny and ridiculous game..always reminding me of KFC..hmmm~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;6pm : facebook-ing, again&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;7pm : hungry again, but now i took another slice of the&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt; chocolate cake&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; but i put some &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;vanilla ice cream &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;on it, &lt;i&gt;heaven&lt;/i&gt;~~&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;now : blogging while savoring &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;milk with oreo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; floating in it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ok&lt;/i&gt;, maybe it is not &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; junk filled after all, but the day isn't finished yet, and there are still some &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;chips&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; left.. &lt;i&gt;hmm&lt;/i&gt; I'm going to get them now~ hahahaha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; Take care everyone~ want some chips? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;song for junk food lovers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MKKUTW65PK4"&gt;Junk Food Junkie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205206219805981512-3899111366894007159?l=maryb23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/feeds/3899111366894007159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205206219805981512&amp;postID=3899111366894007159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/3899111366894007159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/3899111366894007159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/2010/08/junk-filled-day.html' title='A junk filled day~'/><author><name>MaryB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07761618256215870093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cUio9HMUAE/SOrPZ-lGXRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PWmqMkpOZls/S220/looking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205206219805981512.post-5533204098461069569</id><published>2010-08-26T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T01:28:47.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just something sweet~</title><content type='html'>This happened some time back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him : Please take care there, you are sick and alone.&lt;br /&gt;Me: It's ok, don't worry too much, it has been many times that I was alone when I was sick.&lt;br /&gt;Him : I know, but that time, we were not together yet.&lt;br /&gt;Me : ^___^ ( I think my temperature just raise another degree) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rubW_4EPD_s"&gt;Incubus - I miss you&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205206219805981512-5533204098461069569?l=maryb23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/feeds/5533204098461069569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205206219805981512&amp;postID=5533204098461069569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/5533204098461069569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/5533204098461069569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-something-sweet.html' title='just something sweet~'/><author><name>MaryB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07761618256215870093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cUio9HMUAE/SOrPZ-lGXRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PWmqMkpOZls/S220/looking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205206219805981512.post-3713052520902752992</id><published>2010-08-10T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T23:43:55.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anxiousanxiousanxious</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Anxiousness&lt;/span&gt; is quickly drowning me..the future seems to be uncertain..if things were easier then I'll know what to do..now, my mind is telling something but my heart is telling another..please heart and mind..will u guys cooperate now? I know that you guys done it before but &lt;i&gt;please&lt;/i&gt;..don't argue too much..if i can, i really want to follow my heart but mind also have a very logic explanation..wish that dear one of mine is here with me now to help me cope with this feelings..&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that this anxiousness will replace by relief rather than new anxious feeling and doing something that will haunt me for the rest of my life..&lt;br /&gt;Lord, have mercy on me. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music in my head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5UaS9tPMeg8"&gt;Jojo - Find a way&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205206219805981512-3713052520902752992?l=maryb23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/feeds/3713052520902752992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205206219805981512&amp;postID=3713052520902752992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/3713052520902752992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/3713052520902752992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/2010/08/anxiousanxiousanxious.html' title='Anxiousanxiousanxious'/><author><name>MaryB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07761618256215870093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cUio9HMUAE/SOrPZ-lGXRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PWmqMkpOZls/S220/looking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205206219805981512.post-1431059055858873852</id><published>2010-08-09T03:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T03:39:18.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To mama and papa with love~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today&lt;/span&gt; i learned a very valuable lesson.. our parents are the best person for us to become best friends with..today i've learned (again) tht i can always ask for advices and get opinion that only people who have the same experiences or gone through the same stage in life can give.. and further more..you can always trust that they are telling the truth because they'll tell you directly if you are the one at fault and not to sugar-coated everything they said..it hurts when you feel that they sometimes take on other people side when you are complaining about your problems with the others..but they just want you to learn how to put yourself in other people shoes and look things at a different prospectives.. but it feel even better when they take on our side and start 'gossiping' with us..yes..i do have those time with mama and papa. We had a lot of laughs and it lifted up my spirit so much..all this sharing with my parents and siblings always brings us closer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, it is by GOD's grace, that I've been blessed to be born into a loving and close-knit family (and a bit gila2 hehehe)..it is unfortunate for those who born to parents who don't realised that the primary needs of their children are love and care.. and to make matter even worse, these children who are not properly love and care for turned into an individual who do not know how to love and may even have hatred in their heart..&lt;i&gt;please people&lt;/i&gt;, this world has enough hatred..lets start to show more love and treat others as you want them to treat you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hope that someday, when i have family of my own, we can be as close and loving as my family is now.. hmm need to ask and learn from my parents about this..hehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;okla&lt;/i&gt;~ need to go to sleep..have to wake up early tomorrow..wish me luck hehehe~ GOD bless all~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music that are accompanying me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Y-bd3aDMGA"&gt;1. Love me tender - Elvis Presley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H8KnHK1NskY"&gt;2. Song for Mama - Boyz to Men&amp;nbsp; (this song is also for papa ^^)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V35oRyAMmtU"&gt;3. You'll be in my heart - Phil Collins &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205206219805981512-1431059055858873852?l=maryb23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/feeds/1431059055858873852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205206219805981512&amp;postID=1431059055858873852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/1431059055858873852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/1431059055858873852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/2010/08/to-mama-and-papa-with-love.html' title='To mama and papa with love~'/><author><name>MaryB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07761618256215870093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cUio9HMUAE/SOrPZ-lGXRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PWmqMkpOZls/S220/looking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205206219805981512.post-4015103534590375864</id><published>2010-08-06T00:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T02:30:19.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>August started...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;July has been one hell of a month.. going through a rollercoaster ride..thankfully, I'm very fond of rollercoaster hehehe..Like any rollercoaster ride experiences, you will either love it or hate it..well I~~ learned from it :) and I don't really mind to ride it again, as long as i know that it is going to be alright in the end and mostly that the person who go along the ride with me become stronger and we become more closer because of the experiences that we've shared and gone through.. Anticipation when riding up on a very steep upward track, sliding fast on an even steeper downward track, and the trilling finale~ but when we step down from the cart, we still holding hands and laughing :) ok~ can see clearly that I'm missing the person soo much now~ Hope he is doing fine and am thinking of me :P aisehhh~~ ok la.. ain't fun luvi-luvi all by myself~&lt;br /&gt;take care all..GOD bless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fill my ears with :&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T6fVDAjs9f0"&gt;When will I see you again - Three Degrees&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dF8TShyq_3k"&gt;Rollercoster love - Jisun&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205206219805981512-4015103534590375864?l=maryb23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/feeds/4015103534590375864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205206219805981512&amp;postID=4015103534590375864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/4015103534590375864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/4015103534590375864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/2010/08/august-started.html' title='August started...'/><author><name>MaryB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07761618256215870093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cUio9HMUAE/SOrPZ-lGXRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PWmqMkpOZls/S220/looking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205206219805981512.post-8757458844272546606</id><published>2010-07-10T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T23:13:19.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it is just a frown</title><content type='html'>My smile has gone, now it's just a frown upside down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blasting my brain with :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4N88fbXiRH0"&gt;Paramore - Turn It Off&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205206219805981512-8757458844272546606?l=maryb23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/feeds/8757458844272546606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205206219805981512&amp;postID=8757458844272546606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/8757458844272546606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/8757458844272546606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/2010/07/it-is-just-frown.html' title='it is just a frown'/><author><name>MaryB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07761618256215870093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cUio9HMUAE/SOrPZ-lGXRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PWmqMkpOZls/S220/looking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205206219805981512.post-8011361973664625373</id><published>2010-06-25T01:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T02:47:13.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>urrmm I forgot I have a blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yep!&lt;/span&gt; its true. just recently (last week) I remembered it..and as usual I forgot about the password..again..so it has been more or less half a year since i updated and viewed my blog..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tisk tisk..bad glenn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so what has happened during that time? well lots of things..and mostly are about my personal life..which would be best I keep them private..but what I can make less private is I failed my pharmacology final exam..by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 marks&lt;/span&gt;..huhuhu the agony and pain my heart and my mind have to endured is pitiful. and by that I've punished myself from doing my fav sports..eating and shopping (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gaspp~~&lt;/span&gt;) I know I know..not much of a punishment, right?..but if you are like me, both food addict and shopping lover..it really are close to unbearable..so after going back from holiday..all those who will seat for the supplement test ( the administration just sweeten the word ' repeat test', like it have any effect on those who involved ) get a month to prep up..and during that one month, I was spending my days and nights in the house..either sleeping or surfing the internet..again..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bad glenn&lt;/span&gt;..and start seriously studying around 1 and a half week before the exam..and again &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bad glenn, very &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;very bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;but by the grace of GOD and fortunately, the questions was 90% I have read and done the exercise..YEAH!!!..but as glenn has been a very very bad girl..she only manage to recover 70-85% of what she have read.. if this doesn't wake you uo glenn..i don't know what else (hmm maybe a kick to the butt and installing that long needed inhumane alarm clock into your brain)..but praise to GOD, I've manage to pass the exam..and now has re-introduce myself to the hectic life which i have yet to accustomed to even after more than 15 months..but I shouldn't complain (much~ hehehe) about it, cause second chance won't always come by ( as I have learned and appreciate in my other personal experiences for the past 6 months, what it is? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shhh..still a secret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)..second chance is like your most important train ride leaving the platform and you have to catch it or you'll lose it..hmm a very bad examples but if you really imagine it (hearing the piercing note of the train horn, the roar of the diesel engine, the  click-clack of the wheels on the joints in the rail, its leaving and you are not on it!), you'll understand the feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wheww&lt;/span&gt;~~ that's a very long post..note to self: start updating blog regularly, or end up with a post that is exhausting the readers and your own self. well until next time..hopefully in the near future..see you! and GOD bless all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cUio9HMUAE/TCOjY3BVfuI/AAAAAAAAACE/iRejCb-1s34/s1600/DSC02938e.jpg"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="position:relative;width:400px;height:400px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/tell_your_story/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=8775922"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="Tell Your Story." src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFkRqMEdXd05EM2hHWDZOUlItRXRxb1EAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Tell Your Story." height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/tell_your_story/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=8775922"&gt;Tell Your Story.&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=582577"&gt;♥♫♥laura♥♫♥&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/"&gt;Polyvore.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;song in my head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oFdhYbIWFDI&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Kina Grannis - People&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lLYnN3rRC1Q"&gt;Kutless - Strong tower&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YJRK8YD7kHk"&gt;Kina Grannis and Landon Austin - still waitin&lt;/a&gt; ( my fav song! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; love &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205206219805981512-8011361973664625373?l=maryb23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/feeds/8011361973664625373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205206219805981512&amp;postID=8011361973664625373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/8011361973664625373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/8011361973664625373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/2010/06/urrmm-i-forgot-i-have-blog.html' title='urrmm I forgot I have a blog'/><author><name>MaryB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07761618256215870093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cUio9HMUAE/SOrPZ-lGXRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PWmqMkpOZls/S220/looking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205206219805981512.post-447985428268476094</id><published>2009-12-31T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T13:24:59.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As year 2009 coming to an end...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;"  &gt;WHOA!!!!&lt;/span&gt; It's year end &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;already&lt;/span&gt;? Time seems to fly when you are busy..in my case I was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really really&lt;/span&gt; busy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Looking back&lt;/span&gt; at year 2009..seems that I don't accomplish much of my new year resolutions (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;surprise&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ^_^)..but being able to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;live&lt;/span&gt; through another year is a very much &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;miracle &lt;/span&gt;for me..especially being away from my family, in a foreign land, meeting new challenges and everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Accomplishments&lt;/span&gt; for this year : able to maintain a good relationship with my family (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; them!), being able to increase my grade (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;even if not that good&lt;/span&gt; ;P), cutting down on shopping expenses (but I did a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;few&lt;/span&gt; splits in Nov and Dec..hehehe), slim my body down (yes!), meeting new friends and some long lost friends, having &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; with people all around me, learning new things (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;korean language =still baby's steps though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) and most of all receiving and enjoying all the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blessings&lt;/span&gt; that GOD has poured abundantly into my life and my loved ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Regrets&lt;/span&gt; of this year: .....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt; maybe i shouldn't shared it..why? course one of my year resolution is to be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; and try not to have any regrets..all regrets and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mistakes&lt;/span&gt; have been done should only be lessons to be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;learned&lt;/span&gt;..not burdens to carry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to end this year..lets PRAY for&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; peace&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blessing&lt;/span&gt;s and also &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forgiveness&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. we are all not perfect..but in and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;through GOD we are made perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...AMEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the readers of my blog..May GOD bless you and your family and loved ones more and more..and may YEAR 2010 will become an even more memorable, joyful, fruitful and blessed year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o310/hokumi/HNYCountdown.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 177px;" src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o310/hokumi/HNYCountdown.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;GOD bless us all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs in my head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M6MmJzW59iY"&gt;Mary Win - New Year Song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?gl=US&amp;amp;hl=hi&amp;amp;v=Zej__yFPeK0&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Maranatha Singer - You Are My Hiding Place&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jRvtkZs7oNg&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=E939C8B87F9B01B7&amp;amp;index=15"&gt;Make Me A Channel Of Your Peace &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205206219805981512-447985428268476094?l=maryb23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/feeds/447985428268476094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205206219805981512&amp;postID=447985428268476094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/447985428268476094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/447985428268476094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/2009/12/as-year-2009-coming-to-end.html' title='As year 2009 coming to an end...'/><author><name>MaryB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07761618256215870093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cUio9HMUAE/SOrPZ-lGXRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PWmqMkpOZls/S220/looking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205206219805981512.post-344519069651483980</id><published>2009-10-11T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T02:10:14.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New term..same struggle &gt;_&lt;</title><content type='html'>Yeah..new term..came back realising tht i have done so poorly on my exams..some due to laziness, but mostly i think is because i lost my phone during those critical time..my most loved SE K810i..huhuhu..how i miss it dearly(&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;TT_TT&lt;/span&gt; overcome with memories of old times..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now..i got my new phone yahhooo!!! the new SE W995..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3cUio9HMUAE/StDLRgDuM4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/kitZNnT8eHE/s1600-h/17722_sony-ericsson-w995-red-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3cUio9HMUAE/StDLRgDuM4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/kitZNnT8eHE/s200/17722_sony-ericsson-w995-red-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391032255486243714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yep i got it..with a little 'collaboration' wit my dad^^..&lt;br /&gt;It has got (almost) all the features of a cybershot and walkman phone..is like two wonderful world combined..hehehe..but tht heavy feeling if this phone will gone from me forever (uhuhu knock on wood)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oyaaa..i just got back from Malaysia..bringing lots and lots of food..clothes are in a small lugage bag and the food bag is twice as big..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cUio9HMUAE/StDLSVo-PeI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eeiyA8VIUp0/s1600-h/DSC00062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cUio9HMUAE/StDLSVo-PeI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eeiyA8VIUp0/s200/DSC00062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391032269869563362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;hehehe big eater i am..i predict tht i can finish all of these in min 3 months and max 5 months..i hope hehehe because i don't want the food to get rotten away..even though most of them are dried packaged food hehehe..oya..and then i noticed that there is a small tear on the side of the food bag..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cUio9HMUAE/StDJ7sclKFI/AAAAAAAAABs/56Rlg6v-0g8/s1600-h/DSC00075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cUio9HMUAE/StDJ7sclKFI/AAAAAAAAABs/56Rlg6v-0g8/s200/DSC00075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391030781342984274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hhmmm need a new bag..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow..i need to sleep..my eyes are so heavy now..the effect of eating maggie is getting into my systems hehehe..nite nite everyone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205206219805981512-344519069651483980?l=maryb23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/feeds/344519069651483980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205206219805981512&amp;postID=344519069651483980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/344519069651483980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/344519069651483980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-termsame-struggle.html' title='New term..same struggle &gt;_&lt;'/><author><name>MaryB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07761618256215870093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cUio9HMUAE/SOrPZ-lGXRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PWmqMkpOZls/S220/looking.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3cUio9HMUAE/StDLRgDuM4I/AAAAAAAAAB0/kitZNnT8eHE/s72-c/17722_sony-ericsson-w995-red-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205206219805981512.post-3249759277992029987</id><published>2009-04-02T17:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T01:08:37.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Near exam time</title><content type='html'>Waahhhlaaoooo~~~after so long didn't touch my blog.now only when the exam is only few days to go gotten myself to write sumthing here(what sense of time you have glenn~~really. i think u should have a durable, reliable and importantly inhumane alarm clock + reminder surgically place in your brain) Geezz..so how's life here? (seems everyone back home always asking me this question). Well after 4 months, dust have made a home inside my respiratory system, noise like to rest in my ear, and i constantly have to fight with the auto drivers.Man~~once they c u as a foreingner, they'll lick your wallet clean. ( for those who doesn't know what is auto vehicle, is the yellow, no doors attached, using meter [well some of them] public transportation + moving advertisment, here in this part of the world).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now going back to my life here nw, recently painted my nails black (again, and only now i can painted it black cuz its holiday) listening to more and more korean music. hanging on to dear life (I cant believe i can get 2 episodes of migraine in one month), missing my mom's cooking, forcing and counseling myself to start studying ( any idea how?), wanted to keep a pet but cannot, keeping up with the everlasting tests and seminars (why oh why i'm willing to torture myself again???), trying not to sleep in class and lecture hall, ehehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;For my past time here, listening to music and dancing, window shopping online(ehehe still cannot let go of it ;P ), talking to myself and using my little black book of anwers ( suprisingly it can talk back to me ehehhe),online everyday and night. Been to Wonder la ( claim to be the biggest theme park here) twice in four months, shopping every weekends, and sleeping whenever i can.&lt;br /&gt;And right now, just a few days before Internal Assessment i haven't start studying serious (come on glenn, start already!!!), just keep on thinking positive and moving forward.&lt;br /&gt;Ok la, i think this is enough. I'm talking crap here XD. Anyway thanks for reading up till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3cUio9HMUAE/SdSclDLsJcI/AAAAAAAAABk/vwSb7b2dfEw/s1600-h/DSC02974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3cUio9HMUAE/SdSclDLsJcI/AAAAAAAAABk/vwSb7b2dfEw/s400/DSC02974.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320049220154828226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a newspaper article during Women's day *Luv it!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs playing in my head right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.downloads.nl/cgi-bin/mp3get.cgi?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.4shared.com%2Fdownload%2F40362590%2Fa164baa8%2FSuper_Junior_-_Dont_Don.mp3&amp;amp;v=1"&gt;Super Junior - Don't don&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/download/35071405/f0b24d17/Wonder_Girls_-_This_Fool.mp3"&gt;Wonder Girls - Ibaboh (this fool)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/download/39844924/e6d6eeab/Big_Bang_-_lalala.mp3"&gt;Big Bang - Lalala&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205206219805981512-3249759277992029987?l=maryb23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/feeds/3249759277992029987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205206219805981512&amp;postID=3249759277992029987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/3249759277992029987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/3249759277992029987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/2009/04/near-exam-time.html' title='Near exam time'/><author><name>MaryB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07761618256215870093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cUio9HMUAE/SOrPZ-lGXRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PWmqMkpOZls/S220/looking.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3cUio9HMUAE/SdSclDLsJcI/AAAAAAAAABk/vwSb7b2dfEw/s72-c/DSC02974.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205206219805981512.post-6351518775850881127</id><published>2008-10-07T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T10:49:48.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tantrum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It’s one of the behavior we used to call when a child show off his or her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;frustration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. There are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;loud tantrums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;: throwing things, kicking, crying and yelling the daylights of their parents. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Silent tantrum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;: still throwing things and the crying but the stare from their eyes and the sulkiness of their mouth. Yeah, for the first few minutes it is kinda cute but if lasted for few hours now that’s something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But I am not here to discuss of how cute or annoying handling a child tantrum. We are here to discuss of how grown-ups can show 1 heck of a tantrum. Today one of my colleagues was really mad when she found out that she comes in early for work..well I told her to relax but no, instead she said no and that she can’t relax, she has to inform the babysitter. And here comes the silent tantrum &lt;em&gt;minus&lt;/em&gt; the crying and a few moments later minus the silence (she began to throw things (like her handphones which she already said that a bit broken) around her). Well I figured yeah u have to pay the babysitter more (1 hour only &lt;em&gt;mah&lt;/em&gt;) but u still can ask the boss to release you early. It’s not that we haven’t done that. Or you can call anyone at the work place to see what time you actually have to work the day before.  And after 1 hours not only that she express her ‘heartaches’ about have to get up early, pay the babysitter more, we also heard all the ‘bitterness’ that she have to endure whether it is directly link or not to her current problem. This is why we feel that children tantrum is cute and annoying but adults’ tantrum is plain annoying. Children will only express one bitterness at one time but adult will~~well u know right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One things for sure, I will try to distant myself from the adult that throwing tantrum. That situation is just unhealthy for my brain and ear. Not that I’m a saint or against people who do that but please try &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rethink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the situation silently. Maybe it wasn’t worth the energy to throw that nasty tantrum at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs in my head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musicdumper.com/info.php?name=Ashley_Simpson_-_Outta_my_head_(Ay_ya_ya).mp3&amp;amp;url=http://www.musicdumper.com/get.php?id=687474703a2f2f7777772e77727a7574612e706c2f6175642f66696c652f6b4461636e4a6c6c41362f4576616e657363656e63655f5f2d5f5f4d795f4c6173745f4272656174682e6d7033"&gt;1. Get out of my head - Ashley Simpson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musicdumper.com/info.php?name=Rihanna__-__Disturbia.mp3&amp;amp;url=http://www.musicdumper.com/get.php?id=687474703a2f2f7777772e6d7573696364756d7065722e636f6d2f75706c6f6164732f526968616e6e61202d204469737475726269612e6d7033"&gt;2. Disturbia - Rihanna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205206219805981512-6351518775850881127?l=maryb23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/feeds/6351518775850881127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205206219805981512&amp;postID=6351518775850881127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/6351518775850881127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/6351518775850881127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-one-of-behavior-we-used-to-call.html' title='Tantrum'/><author><name>MaryB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07761618256215870093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cUio9HMUAE/SOrPZ-lGXRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PWmqMkpOZls/S220/looking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205206219805981512.post-7205213931052211426</id><published>2008-08-07T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T00:27:02.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you like to be treated?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Treat others just like the way u wanting to be treated by them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. That what my mom always says.. but these days, you can't really expect that it will happen..that for instant what i experienced in the train few days back..(yeah..another &lt;em&gt;'train-story'&lt;/em&gt;)..&lt;br /&gt;Well like most days, the train was &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; packed.. so as the train was aproaching station 'S', a lady was trying to make her way to the door..so we were giving way, but as expected, when the train stopped and as soon as the door opened, people who were already packing in front of the door were jamming and forcing themselves (or with the 'help' of others behind them) to go into the train..so this one guy spoke loudly (not screaming la), saying that there's someone wanting to go out, in a way to help the lady..But poor poor guy, he in return get squashed between the lady and those incoming passengers.. Poor guy can't hardly breath (i think)..&lt;br /&gt;So it is clearly that we only can &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt; that some how others will treat people the way that they wanted themselves to be treated..it is such a shame that we feel &lt;em&gt;little&lt;/em&gt; respect and consideration from our society today..we may feel that doing these (respect and consideration) can't always be rewarded or recognized by others but hey, doing good deeds from the heart are the fruit of our souls..if by any means these aren't not convincing, well one word for you.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KARMA&lt;/span&gt;..remember it ..&lt;em&gt;karma..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205206219805981512-7205213931052211426?l=maryb23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/feeds/7205213931052211426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205206219805981512&amp;postID=7205213931052211426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/7205213931052211426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/7205213931052211426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-do-you-like-to-be-treated.html' title='How do you like to be treated?'/><author><name>MaryB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07761618256215870093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cUio9HMUAE/SOrPZ-lGXRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PWmqMkpOZls/S220/looking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205206219805981512.post-7703651352887563216</id><published>2008-08-03T09:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T09:31:13.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My mornings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Nowadays&lt;/span&gt; living life is like living in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;battle fields&lt;/span&gt;.. Endless gunshots, swords fighting, fist fighting etc etc.. Winners or loser all are greatly wounded.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now lets take it to life here..1st battle fighting with all will power to get up and end up spraying my ankle..OUCH!! Next and probably the most bloody battle field (well for me la..for now) getting into the ktm. Huiyoh!!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Damn hard!!&lt;/span&gt; All the people pushing u until once I experienced I was literally lifted up and pushed into the train. No kidding &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I’m not that heavy mah&lt;/span&gt;), and free free get yelled by a 'lady' (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yalah should we call a lady lady when she freely shouting u in public???)&lt;/span&gt; and being accused of trying to get into the train when u can't help but being pushed into the train..&lt;em&gt;what battle..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt; all of these time i would &lt;em&gt;imagine&lt;/em&gt; the faces of all the passengers was like all of the ancient warriors (hehehe) trying to get a piece of land or treasures (hahaha).. With all the scars and blood and the sweat while in real life all wearing lovely2, perfume and all that (HAHAHAHHA).. hehehe that's why i can still &lt;em&gt;smile&lt;/em&gt; even I was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;squash&lt;/span&gt; between two large guys with ehem own aroma of morning breath.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;What mornings&lt;/em&gt; i often have.. I would really love to drive to work but with all the oil’s price drama, it's really getting into my nerves even if i am not paying for them (&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yet&lt;/span&gt;), I would rather spend 1 hour of my morning battling for the train.. Yeah 1 hour.. Thanks to the irregular train schedule and the 'warriors'.. But thanks for my &lt;em&gt;wild imagination&lt;/em&gt;, my morning life is getting less battles scars..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5205206219805981512-7703651352887563216?l=maryb23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/feeds/7703651352887563216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205206219805981512&amp;postID=7703651352887563216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/7703651352887563216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/7703651352887563216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-mornings.html' title='My mornings...'/><author><name>MaryB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07761618256215870093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cUio9HMUAE/SOrPZ-lGXRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PWmqMkpOZls/S220/looking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5205206219805981512.post-4574649199679269332</id><published>2008-07-29T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T10:05:50.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my eyes</title><content type='html'>is the window to my soul..if u can get the window and shutter and curtain to open..we always question of how we can't understand our loved ones, friends, or a stranger..we try to look into their eyes but hard to even feels a little bit connected to them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;now lets us ponder how a child would act..they will often look into your eyes trying to get your approval or just trying to get u to do something for them..the way they look into our eyes is the utmost comforting feeling to the soul (well my soul la)..because they sincerely looking at us..sincerely wanting us to love them and know them..maybe we should be like them..sincerely looking at others without judging..just simply wanted to love and be loved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;but nevertheless, i feel life would be a bit more interesting when the 'curtain' is less transparents with just enough to get a glimpse of the soul..&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/5205206219805981512-4574649199679269332?l=maryb23.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/feeds/4574649199679269332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5205206219805981512&amp;postID=4574649199679269332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/4574649199679269332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5205206219805981512/posts/default/4574649199679269332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maryb23.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-eyes.html' title='my eyes'/><author><name>MaryB</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07761618256215870093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3cUio9HMUAE/SOrPZ-lGXRI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PWmqMkpOZls/S220/looking.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
