<?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-7041344709964700096</id><updated>2011-12-02T19:13:32.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MiSS LoLLiPoP</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>482</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-211015527774202285</id><published>2011-12-02T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T19:13:32.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved!</title><content type='html'>:D Hi, all. If you ever wondered why this blog is probably dead... Reason is here..&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://sweetkelly.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://sweetkelly.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;SOO.. this blog is just available so that i could keep the past posts.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-211015527774202285?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/211015527774202285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/211015527774202285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2011/12/moved.html' title='Moved!'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-1616959834942501767</id><published>2011-07-15T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T21:55:27.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile.</title><content type='html'>Now that I am in a degree programme, I am just a mile away from turning my dreams into career soon. Stressing out with full hectic schedules and timetables is a great hurdle for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope my car is coming back soon. T-T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-1616959834942501767?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1616959834942501767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1616959834942501767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-4092223677111343941</id><published>2011-04-11T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T16:00:37.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ain't strong as I look to be.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes my emotions is similar to a elastic band, it can be stretch to anyway you want it to be. It would still breaks if it exceeds the limit. So are my emotions, when they break there is nothing you and I can do about it. So I chose to cry because every tear was how I felt about things. I cry when I am angry. I cry when I'm pissed at someone. I cry when I'm hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you said I am a weakling. My emotions now is like a broken elastic band. No longer as elastic as before a little stretch would eventually tore it into bits of pieces. People around me did not believe that I was in such depression neither can they do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mood swings right by like a bipolar disorder, sometimes I am content and sometimes I am just down in the gloom. Sometimes I punish myself not to eat for various reasons. Even so if I do eat, I get tummy-ache. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not worth living. That thought constantly lingers around my mind. And I wonder numerous times on how long I could stand. Everyday I woke up, I could just give myself a smile in the mirror that I succeed living yesterday and I wonder again today and soon everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure God wouldn't want anything to happen to me. He just wanted me to know that everything will be alright. He knows what I need and what I don't. Sometimes I just beg him to take me home because I know all problems will be resolve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is life. One way or another you must deal with it. Nothing will ever change the way you want no matter how hard you try.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-4092223677111343941?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4092223677111343941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4092223677111343941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-aint-strong-as-i-look-to-be.html' title='I ain&apos;t strong as I look to be.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-2385713190661008622</id><published>2011-04-08T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T19:46:03.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish things don't have to go this way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm stuck. In between of all mess. People all around is tying me down. I have very little energy to keep this up. My life is so screw up right now. Nothing I do seem right.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to do things the right way and every time I do, everything just falls opposite the way it should. It was meant for good intention yet taken for granted, was once worth waiting and now just lost. The harder I try in life, I harder I seem to fall. It's difficult I'd say but I never gave up. Now, I don't know anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~dying emotionally&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-2385713190661008622?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2385713190661008622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2385713190661008622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-wish-things-dont-have-to-go-this-way.html' title='I wish things don&apos;t have to go this way.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-2529471202893226421</id><published>2011-04-02T11:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T11:26:27.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do I end up doing things I hate and gets angry about it?</title><content type='html'>Romans 7 from the bible. taken from bible gateway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1My brothers, I am saying this to you people who know the law. Do you not know that the law is master over a person only while he lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;2A married woman belongs to her husband by law as long as he lives. But if her husband dies, she is free from the law that made her belong to her husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;3So if she belongs to another man while her husband is living, she commits adultery. But if her husband dies, she is free from that law. Then if she belongs to another man, she does not commit adultery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;4In the same way my brothers, you died when Christ died. And you are free from the law. Now you belong to another person. You belong to the one who has been raised from death. Because of that, we are able to do what God wants us to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;5One time we lived in the way our bodies wanted to live. The law made us think about doing wrong things. And we did things that made us die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;6But now we have been made free from the law. We died, and so we are no longer slaves to the one who was our master. Now we are slaves to God in our new life. This new life is ruled by the Spirit. We do not work for the old written law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;7So what shall we say? Shall we say that the law is bad? No! I would not have known what is wrong if there had been no law. The law says, `Do not want to take other people's things.' That is how I know it is wrong to want another person's things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;8My wrong ways used the law to make me want all kinds of things. When there is no law, the thing within me that wants to do wrong is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;9Once I had no law, and I lived. But when the law came, that which wanted to do wrong things came to life, and I died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;10The same law which was meant to make a person live, made me die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;11My wrong ways used the law to fool me and kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;12So the law is holy. And what the law says is holy and right and good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;13So did that good thing make me die? No. The wrong things I did made me die, because that good thing showed they were wrong. And the law shows that the wrong things are very, very bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;14We know that the law came from the Holy Spirit. But I am a weak man. I have been sold like a slave to do wrong things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;15I do not know why I do the things I do. I do not do what I want to do. But I do the things I hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;16And if I do what I do not want to do, I agree that the law is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;17So now it is no longer I who do it, but my wrong ways in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;18I know that no good thing lives in me. I mean, no good thing lives in my body. I want to do what is good, but I cannot do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;19I do not do the good thing I want to do, but I do the wrong thing that I do not want to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;20If I do the thing I do not want to do, it is no longer I who do it, but the wrong thing in me that does it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;21So there is a law I find that it is at work in me. When I want to do what is right, I can only do what is wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;22In my own mind I am glad to obey the law of God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;23But I see that in my body there is another law fighting against the law in my mind. And that makes me like a prisoner to the law of wrong things in my body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;24I am a very sad man. Who will save me from this body that will make me die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;25Thank God for Jesus Christ our Lord who will do it! So this is the way it is. In my mind I am a slave to do the law of God, but in my body I am a slave to do the law of wrong things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #cc0000;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b style="color: black;"&gt;For the first time, God just tell me through Google. LOL ^^ &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-2529471202893226421?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2529471202893226421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2529471202893226421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2011/04/why-do-i-end-up-doing-things-i-hate-and.html' title='Why do I end up doing things I hate and gets angry about it?'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-99526094865116824</id><published>2011-03-30T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T21:42:47.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Britney Spears Craze!</title><content type='html'>I believed she has great influence on our lives and mostly in our childhood experiences. Her songs make me wonder those past moments that seem so familiar but yet difficult to extract those memories. It may seem that her songs without her unique voice was nothing but just music background. I manage to get some instrumental music album by her and I was amazed that even without her vocals, I almost believed she sang through the song. It was all in my head. The pauses in her vocal remains true according to each beat. I was amazed by how it is. Truly fascinated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-99526094865116824?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/99526094865116824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/99526094865116824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2011/03/britney-spears-craze.html' title='Britney Spears Craze!'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-7903732357729268532</id><published>2011-02-02T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T00:43:36.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insignificance</title><content type='html'>Till the days when you become someone's dearly to,&lt;br /&gt;there are still days when you become insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those words flashes through my mind when your friends suddenly became your main focus and priority. Everything around you that you hold on to, the tighter you hold, the more you begin to lose. On which I've learnt that I could see and wait things to change or try to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fix&lt;/u&gt; is what all women do. It is what they can try to do to feel less&amp;nbsp;guilty&amp;nbsp;after they know that they try their best to fix even if in reality they could understand that it cannot be fix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Loss of control&lt;/u&gt; is what we women fear most because we can never expect anymore. Without expectations therefore we could not see what will become. When we are asked to expect no more to avoid great dissapointment, we begin to sort which we can control because we can always expect the right outcomes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Insecurity&lt;/u&gt; is the way how women feel most of the time, be it their looks, feelings or people around them. We do not generally care about what people think about us or what they are looking for in us.The world seem to so different that we are likely trying to fit in so that we don't look as different or neglected. All we wanted was &amp;nbsp;care and attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women are indeed complex. &amp;nbsp;The only way to their heart is to be understanding and care for what she needs to feel secure. &amp;nbsp;My understanding of woman may not be as accurate just because I am one of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-7903732357729268532?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/7903732357729268532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/7903732357729268532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2011/02/insignificance.html' title='Insignificance'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-1256197748419110811</id><published>2011-01-08T20:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T20:25:33.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O.M.G Charity Play!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hello there, this is a charity event set up by KDU University Pre-U students. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Come help support us by purchasing tickets or make a donation to help raise money for the children cancer fund. Everybody are dedicated to making this event successful. So, why don't drop us a call for tickets?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Your support will be much appreciated. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"The play is given the title of O.M.G; an acronym for&amp;nbsp;Oh My Girl. It is a modern adaptation of William Shakespeare's comedic play&amp;nbsp;The taming of the Shrew. It is a musical romantic comedy on how love is not only sowed in a singular way and a sole intention, and how sometimes, true love and bloom with persistent patience on the stage of life."&lt;/blockquote&gt;quoted from kducpus.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/TRML8Fq1kuI/AAAAAAAAAfI/q7bbNP3uObQ/s1600/OMG+Poster+Design+1+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/TRML8Fq1kuI/AAAAAAAAAfI/q7bbNP3uObQ/s640/OMG+Poster+Design+1+copy.jpg" width="452" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is our trailer, watch and enjoy! =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/mURw7r64AaM/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mURw7r64AaM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mURw7r64AaM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Visit these websites for more details. =D Hurry while tickets last!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/OMG-charity-play/176542082380429"&gt;O.M.G Charity Play Facebook Page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://kducpus.blogspot.com/2010/12/omg-shakespearean-interpretation.html"&gt;KDU Centre of Pre-University's Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/18113160"&gt;Fund Raising Video&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-1256197748419110811?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1256197748419110811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1256197748419110811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2011/01/omg-charity-play.html' title='O.M.G Charity Play!!!'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1qB7cbwaGDU/TRML8Fq1kuI/AAAAAAAAAfI/q7bbNP3uObQ/s72-c/OMG+Poster+Design+1+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-6488265710242631496</id><published>2010-12-07T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T00:52:18.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess this holiday is free..</title><content type='html'>&amp;gt;_&amp;lt; went to many places to get part time job. Unfortunately, I didn't get any. Lol&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because I don't have a real valid reason to work except for being bored at home and need for cash. Most of them seek full commitment either on weekends or 7 days a week and some were looking &amp;nbsp;for more months of commitment. Either way it did not meet my expectations or theirs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm stuck with online gaming now. Just downloaded Granado Espada. Graphic was incredibly nice but it was difficult for me to complete task and level up. I never like travelling across the map in the whatever zone. &amp;gt;__&amp;gt; I prefer there is a button to teleport and not look for the place. Lazy lazy lazy... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, better stick to the original plan, if cannot find anything to do, I must as well focus in losing weight. All those weight loss in this few months was gained back with 2 weeks sickness. People say sick person should lose more weight but the drugs I took make me nausea and make me sleep most of the time. Thus becoming more fat than everrrrrrrrr T_T...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend just got back from Austrailia after few years of migrating. Hoping to catch up with her soon. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-6488265710242631496?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/6488265710242631496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/6488265710242631496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-guess-this-holiday-is-free.html' title='I guess this holiday is free..'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-5899020491645728242</id><published>2010-12-05T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T21:05:14.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is December!! =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TPuKnAcqQvI/AAAAAAAACqI/Crqyck4mxJw/s1600/DSC00354.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TPuKnAcqQvI/AAAAAAAACqI/Crqyck4mxJw/s200/DSC00354.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas Is On Its Way! Aday to celebrate Christ's Birthday! =D&lt;br /&gt;Bought the hat at tropicana mall for RM 2 ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;First time watching 3D yesterday! I feel so outdated and Narnia with 3D I thought it could be so much better with all the water flowing everywhere out the screen. Unfortunately it didn't. =( Apparently it will be only worth of money to watch 3D if it is an animation. It cost about RM18 per ticket at GSC. 6 of us in gang watch for RM108! &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend about RM165 for that day. I bought clothes and cosmetics in warehouse clearance sales near Taman Shamelin Perkasa. ^^ I'm happy but then &amp;nbsp;feel guilthy after that because my piggy 'tabung' got less money now. So, on Monday I am going to get a part time job in Times Square, going for walk in interviews hoping for a good pay either in gift shop, cosmetic shop or retail shop. Hoping it will help me get through December and enough money to buy more clothes for college next year. =D Girls need more clothes compared to guys because we don't get stuck wearing t-shirt and jeans everyday. Which guy would prefer girls like that? I mean sometimes is okay but then in order to keep the world moving and more interesting, I believe it is in the ladies' genes that they are always prepare to look better everyday. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual when I take public transport, you would always think I end up in some sort of trouble and yes I did.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a girl so I feel very inferior because I am very small size and not exactly very tall. This make me seem like an easy target to be bully. &amp;gt;_&amp;gt; even dear dear didn't let me go... Lol and eventually my nickname Kelly = Ke-na + Bu-lly =______=!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was in the lrt station waiting for the train to come, standing beside three aunties gossiping about something and this dude was listening to his mp3 while enjoying scenary that appears to be me most of the time. Okay! So I thought nothing la since public area ma.. He could be looking at anything or maybe thinking. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; Then suddenly he come in front of me and started to act like he really really into the music and start moving around. I was like okayyy... the train came and I ran into another block. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reaction was like "apa ni!!" ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baiiiiii!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-5899020491645728242?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/5899020491645728242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/5899020491645728242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/12/is-december-d.html' title='Is December!! =D'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TPuKnAcqQvI/AAAAAAAACqI/Crqyck4mxJw/s72-c/DSC00354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-8660988194029952010</id><published>2010-11-28T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T16:48:05.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheee 28 days!!!</title><content type='html'>Lol&lt;br /&gt;Long time no blog liaooo... *blows dust*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ Been sick for a week and college started again as usual! &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; classes are so packed together some days we didn't even have a lunch break..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have been doing lately is eat, sleep, college and lot of driving here and there... life is pretty boring now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But soon holidays are going to start already on the 3rd December.. and I can't wait to find a job for a month earning some extra pocket money for this year CNY new clothes.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try to update very often if I am not that lazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-8660988194029952010?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/8660988194029952010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/8660988194029952010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/11/wheee-28-days.html' title='Wheee 28 days!!!'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-2308920617323475381</id><published>2010-11-01T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T13:54:43.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Day Fruit Detox Diet</title><content type='html'>Wheee...&lt;br /&gt;After having a week of processed food and tonnes of litres of coffee in my body. I suggest it is time to flush those toxins away! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, the whole week, my meals consist of curry for three days, fried chicken including KFC for five days, Pizzahut for dinner once, Fried Crab in sweet sour sauce and McD every Sunday afternoons.&lt;br /&gt;So yea, my stomach is like a rubbish bin now, munching on processed foods everyday and already lead me to various health problems. I have blocked ear, sore throat, ulcer on my tongue, pimples everywhere, headaches and various stress sickness. T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom: I think I should get you a medical card, I'm afraid you will not get through life without any problems..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TT_____TT ... a 18 year old girl who need medical insurance this early??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I started off with a fruit juice made of 2 apples, 1 carrot and 1 tomato. It tastes okay and seriously not that great but it was very very sweet. I think is because of the raw tomatoes.. Yuck! I hate raw tomatoes and I don't eat carrots. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; Doing all these for the sake of my health being. Probably now my risk of getting cancer has been reduce dramatically. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This detox going to take me three days to work it out. In between consuming green tea and main meals have been replaced with soups boiled with lean chicken meat. Every few hours, fruits shall be my snack! Go APPLES!!!.. and ORANGE!!! ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~lameeeee~&lt;br /&gt;byeeeee =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-2308920617323475381?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2308920617323475381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2308920617323475381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/11/3-day-fruit-detox-diet.html' title='3 Day Fruit Detox Diet'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-8668425022208149787</id><published>2010-10-30T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T14:06:54.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AS going to end soon..</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a freaking disaster! Usually, after exams I would feel relieved because I gave my best and lastly hope that the examiner will be more lenient towards my paper. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; What made it worst was that it was an accounting paper, a paper I promise not to score lower than an A. Frequently A's but now it seem impossible to get back there.&amp;nbsp;Disappointed&amp;nbsp;sial..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business Studies, I swore that I would be more relieved if it came out something new that I could try to answer? The problem with the paper is that it was all repeat questions from past year paper. Having to read the past year questions and attempt numerous times on those paper, reading it together with marking scheme and examiners' report, basically the question paper certainly did not worth an effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Law is even more interesting! What came out in paper 1 came out in paper 2~! It's like impossible but the exact same question? Damn, I've been reading 12 chapters of English Legal System and I wasn't sure if they did test on how much I studied the syllabus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my exam mood was ruined with accounts.. fml.&lt;br /&gt;I hope paper 1 should be darn easy! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap and I left with two papers more. Business paper 2 and accounts paper 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am already planning my holidays and what I'll be doing. I'm going to colour my whole head honey brown and already book appointment for facial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopes for all well ends well..&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-8668425022208149787?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/8668425022208149787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/8668425022208149787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/10/as-going-to-end-soon.html' title='AS going to end soon..'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-2772468917889059769</id><published>2010-10-27T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T21:42:58.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheap and Easy French Manicure At Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;French manicures are great if they don't come with an expensive tag.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Besides, who wants to spend money on buying those stickers and prepack french manicures. Simply too expensive for student like me who don't earn an income.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Furthermore, I have imperfect nails and I can't pain straight lines, so don't bother telling me to look at youtube videos because I tried and I wasted a lot of nail polish remover.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, how?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I've discover the cheapest method, could be free if you have more than one nail polish colour at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What you need.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1.&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Nail polish *2 or more*. Top coat and base coat *up to preferences or availability*.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2. And reinforcement ring stickers *yes, those you purchase for file keeping use =)*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3. Here, I did my nail twice, I suppose that my pink just discoloured the white I painted on. Note that if your pink colour or beige is not transparent enough to reveal the white, I suggest you paint the pink before the white. In my case, I painted my nails 3 times due to accidents and ugly painting. *yes, I am fussy and I simply don't have skills on this manicure thing*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;Make sure that your base colour is completely dry&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Repeat! Completely dry!!!&lt;/span&gt; Stick the rings on your clothes first to loosen up the glue from being too sticky that may ruin your base coat. You can then place the rings on your nails according to your preference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;5.Paint the white/other colour nail polish over it. Slowly fold the ring opposite from the ends to avoid smudges.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;6. Tadaa!! Perfectly lined. *not really la but better than trying to apply bare hand*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;7. When is done, it looks like that..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;8. Lastly, coat it with a top coat. I used Elianto's glittery top coat because glitter nail polish can hide my flawed&amp;nbsp;paint job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;*I know is a messy job... I don't have perfect nails.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMgnLrkVuzI/AAAAAAAACqE/xuwS6fvTT7A/s1600/frenchmanicure.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMgnLrkVuzI/AAAAAAAACqE/xuwS6fvTT7A/s640/frenchmanicure.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;PS: I found it extremely helpful to me because I have&amp;nbsp;shaky&amp;nbsp;hands too.. =____=|||&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;PSS: You can use&amp;nbsp;cellophane&amp;nbsp;tape if you like, but the line would be super straight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-2772468917889059769?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2772468917889059769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2772468917889059769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/10/cheap-and-easy-french-manicure-at-home.html' title='Cheap and Easy French Manicure At Home'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMgnLrkVuzI/AAAAAAAACqE/xuwS6fvTT7A/s72-c/frenchmanicure.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-2042940927008069357</id><published>2010-10-25T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T18:40:31.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping on Saturday..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMVNyFCrmsI/AAAAAAAACpQ/W_CE_FuAKBA/s1600/eylinerblushercleeansingoil123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMVNyFCrmsI/AAAAAAAACpQ/W_CE_FuAKBA/s640/eylinerblushercleeansingoil123.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Majolica Majorca eyeliner, In 2 It blusher, Biore cleansing oil and bag from Bonita.&lt;br /&gt;Was looking for a Kate Gel Eyeliner.. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&amp;nbsp;couldn't&amp;nbsp;find it on the shelves..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMVNvkJ7v_I/AAAAAAAACpM/knJqoG2I0TU/s1600/bbni.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMVNvkJ7v_I/AAAAAAAACpM/knJqoG2I0TU/s640/bbni.jpg" width="424" /&gt;&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/7041344709964700096-2042940927008069357?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2042940927008069357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2042940927008069357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/10/shopping-on-saturday.html' title='Shopping on Saturday..!'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMVNyFCrmsI/AAAAAAAACpQ/W_CE_FuAKBA/s72-c/eylinerblushercleeansingoil123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-3343440141064417702</id><published>2010-10-25T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T14:39:13.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arts &amp; Crafts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hello economical people...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;gt;_&amp;gt; posting twice a day just show how much I&amp;nbsp;procrastinate&amp;nbsp;over my exams...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This was what I did in the morning..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I hate the fact to hang your necklace or earrings, you need to purchase those&amp;nbsp;jewellery&amp;nbsp;hangers which cost about RM25 and with limited hangers... &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, I make use of what I have and I think it didn't even cost me 1 RM..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;You'll need...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A wooden frame mirror&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A staple gun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Paper clips- any shape will do I guess..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Earrings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Estimated time? About 5 - 10 minutes.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMUlBmeM2dI/AAAAAAAACpI/L87ho3DHotk/s1600/economicalearringcraft.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMUlBmeM2dI/AAAAAAAACpI/L87ho3DHotk/s640/economicalearringcraft.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-3343440141064417702?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/3343440141064417702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/3343440141064417702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/10/arts-crafts.html' title='Arts &amp; Crafts'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMUlBmeM2dI/AAAAAAAACpI/L87ho3DHotk/s72-c/economicalearringcraft.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-2297355052686709409</id><published>2010-10-25T13:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T13:06:29.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sushi rolls??</title><content type='html'>I decided to make my favourite sushi rolls..&lt;br /&gt;Why? I like seaweed. I like sticky rice. I like wasabi. I like tuna. So yeaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMUOiSiljCI/AAAAAAAACo4/HXZyiP0GuE8/s1600/sushiroll1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMUOiSiljCI/AAAAAAAACo4/HXZyiP0GuE8/s640/sushiroll1.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMUOlB7upyI/AAAAAAAACo8/6dt17ug71w8/s1600/sushiroll2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMUOlB7upyI/AAAAAAAACo8/6dt17ug71w8/s640/sushiroll2.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMUOnr1pX8I/AAAAAAAACpA/5JN-Kn8-7Jo/s1600/sushiroll3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMUOnr1pX8I/AAAAAAAACpA/5JN-Kn8-7Jo/s640/sushiroll3.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMUOp1X3l3I/AAAAAAAACpE/eo4PzjD4Hho/s1600/sushiroll4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMUOp1X3l3I/AAAAAAAACpE/eo4PzjD4Hho/s640/sushiroll4.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Funnnn!!!!! only eating part is fun... washing the sticky rice away is a painn.. T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;TUNE IN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Next post is about how to make use of your mirror to hang your hook earrings! ^^ I'm economical.. haha&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/7041344709964700096-2297355052686709409?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2297355052686709409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2297355052686709409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/10/sushi-rolls.html' title='Sushi rolls??'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMUOiSiljCI/AAAAAAAACo4/HXZyiP0GuE8/s72-c/sushiroll1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-4556615921422866400</id><published>2010-10-22T19:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T19:27:18.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updatessss ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, it has been a very long time since I updated my blog and I have been preparing for AS exam which the next papers are on the 27,29 and 3,4 ..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Honestly, I should be studying right now =____=||| but I decided to upload a few pictures ... =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMFwChhINiI/AAAAAAAACog/p-jJ1db9f04/s1600/DSC001571.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMFwChhINiI/AAAAAAAACog/p-jJ1db9f04/s320/DSC001571.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;earrings from tropicana mall. RM3 for 1 ^^&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Back in the days where we used to be rewarded for highschool exam achievements. =) Recently I just received my Kasturi photo and I realised it was published in the brochures as well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMFwJR6H6QI/AAAAAAAACok/Y7YLXUxtRpw/s1600/DSC001641.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMFwJR6H6QI/AAAAAAAACok/Y7YLXUxtRpw/s320/DSC001641.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you could spot me second row from the right number three! -pink blouse- ^^ Good old days.. Too bad they are abolishing PMR.. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMFwRyenCoI/AAAAAAAACoo/59dgEcGzmcE/s1600/DSC001651.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMFwRyenCoI/AAAAAAAACoo/59dgEcGzmcE/s320/DSC001651.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;SPM!! XD sitting first from the left -green shirt- look how much I've changed... ~.~ It was cool that they counted 1119(english external grade) as an A as well.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMFwadifL6I/AAAAAAAACos/JHf2D3o2Cs8/s1600/DSC001751.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMFwadifL6I/AAAAAAAACos/JHf2D3o2Cs8/s320/DSC001751.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of my birthday present last two years, given by Ivy. =D I found it in a nice bag being kept away because I didn't want to dirty it.. It's soooooo cuteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Okayyy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, I've been stressing a lot and pimples kept popping here and there. I didn't have time to catch up on facial appointments for nearly 2-3 months already. &amp;gt;__&amp;lt; my face is horrible now.. plus with the clog pores issue. Pretty sure the next time I go I would end up suffering from the tormenting and awfully painful extraction facial treatment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;ANDDDDDDD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I created my own facial home remedy mask.. ^^ U can try it too if you want &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;risk your own and I am not responsible or liable for anything.. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMFv7j2QK5I/AAAAAAAACoc/5eZrRoByqj0/s1600/DSC00198.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMFv7j2QK5I/AAAAAAAACoc/5eZrRoByqj0/s320/DSC00198.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;First, you need an egg. ONLY THE EGG WHITE BTW~ =)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMFwfztthtI/AAAAAAAACow/K4b0rb3wzgQ/s1600/DSC001991.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMFwfztthtI/AAAAAAAACow/K4b0rb3wzgQ/s320/DSC001991.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Add a little bit of salt for clearing out infection of the pimple.. I am using sea salt here. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMFwlaJBxsI/AAAAAAAACo0/ANhoZ1LFf90/s1600/DSC002001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMFwlaJBxsI/AAAAAAAACo0/ANhoZ1LFf90/s320/DSC002001.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And a spoon of honey, which contains vitamins and antioxidant. This is also to keep the raw egg white smell at bay. ^^&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Apply the mask for 20 minutes and rinse with cold water. I've tried and my face became very smooth and supple. The pimples were less swollen too. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;PS: Don't use warm water or hot water to wash ur face, the egg may cook. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;PSS: Hold onto to a piece of tissue while waiting because the honey tends to drip.. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-4556615921422866400?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4556615921422866400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4556615921422866400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/10/updatessss.html' title='Updatessss ~'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TMFwChhINiI/AAAAAAAACog/p-jJ1db9f04/s72-c/DSC001571.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-1450134392313195620</id><published>2010-09-24T00:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T00:28:16.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Expectation. No Dissapointment.</title><content type='html'>I am a bloody failure. It's just sad.&lt;br /&gt;I aimed to get AAA and I got BBC. Okay fine, one was 6 marks away and one was 4 marks away.&lt;br /&gt;But the point that I don't hit an A is just not enough for me and the C just&amp;nbsp;bloody ruined&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;it. I study for that freaking subject 4 hours a day in two fcking weeks. You think? I've given it more attention to it more than anything in the world. I kept reading forever! Memory is not an issue for me. Why the hell I ain,t getting it?&lt;br /&gt;And some teachers would just want me to score 28/30 and 80/90!! How the hell I was suppose to get that? The amount of pressure is just poured on to me as two teachers find it easy to aim me as a potential A student. =____=|||&lt;br /&gt;They did this in my UPSR, PMR and SPM! Why me? It's freaking pressuring! I just want to be left alone because if I didn't get an A, at least I don't&amp;nbsp;dissatisfy&amp;nbsp;others and to make myself understand the situation will be so much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My expectation is when I believe I can achieve it, things will usually go my way because I gave everything just to achieve that.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a perfectionist. I'm fussy. I'm demanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help today but my confidence level that was up high just went broken and shattered.&lt;br /&gt;So, I've thought finding someone to talk to was going to help me.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, there is no-one there available for me.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I couldn't expect much from people.&lt;br /&gt;My pride and ego just went down like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a hug. I need my friends. I need them right this moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is failure to me now. What's A Levels? I kept asking myself. I &amp;nbsp;always believe I can tackle anything in life. Probably I guessed I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My diet? It all ain't changing a thing in 2 weeks and I pretty much hungry everyday. =( I guess I should start starving to death before I start seeing results. It used to be so easy, as not eating a day would help me lose 2 pounds. Now, it's like an unmovable truck. =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-1450134392313195620?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1450134392313195620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1450134392313195620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/09/no-expectation-no-dissapointment.html' title='No Expectation. No Dissapointment.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-2090280777116992486</id><published>2010-09-22T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T22:15:32.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will Be on Hold!!!</title><content type='html'>Exams round the corner. MAJOR EXAM! &lt;br /&gt;Advaced Subsidiary!&lt;br /&gt;October 11- November 4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wont be posting much! Bear with me =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-2090280777116992486?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2090280777116992486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2090280777116992486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/09/will-be-on-hold.html' title='Will Be on Hold!!!'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-4255878089160909078</id><published>2010-09-19T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T20:40:58.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Die Die Must Do!</title><content type='html'>~.~ I must lose minimum 6kg in a month!!! Help meeeeeeee............... =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-4255878089160909078?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4255878089160909078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4255878089160909078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/09/die-die-must-do.html' title='Die Die Must Do!'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-3871486966009160440</id><published>2010-09-17T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T12:16:34.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tropicana City Mall.</title><content type='html'>Lunch at Food and Tea. Movie was Phua Chu Kang! It's a funny movie to watch although the cinema there is quite empty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TJLq7YM2yQI/AAAAAAAACoU/z9aL6DT8JFU/s1600/DSC00124photoshoped.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TJLq7YM2yQI/AAAAAAAACoU/z9aL6DT8JFU/s400/DSC00124photoshoped.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Garfield!!! XD&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-3871486966009160440?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/3871486966009160440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/3871486966009160440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/09/tropicana-city-mall.html' title='Tropicana City Mall.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TJLq7YM2yQI/AAAAAAAACoU/z9aL6DT8JFU/s72-c/DSC00124photoshoped.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-1207462554923383934</id><published>2010-09-14T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T16:08:25.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates.</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday, took a drive to One-Utama and watched Resident Evil: Afterlife. Morning drive was awesome! 24km in 20 minutes with not much cars in the highway. The movie was cool! Honestly, I thought zombies were normal sized? Lol I didn't imagine there&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;giant zombie! I screamed in the cinema couple of times. =____=||| It was embarrassing because I think I was the only one who does that in a 18PL movie theatre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning breakfast was simple at a nearby kopitiam, lunch was KFC and dinner was at O'Fren Cafe. &lt;br /&gt;The western food serve there was pretty good. I ate this grilled chicken breast served with chef's choice sauce which is a mixture of cheese and black pepper sauce. ^^ The guy had Chicken Cordon Bleu, stuffed chicken with ham, cheese and other stuff. Didn't manage to snap. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;By the way, it was my fifth month anniversary! woots. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TI8naJEBekI/AAAAAAAACoM/4pslcVNP2CQ/s1600/DSC00099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TI8naJEBekI/AAAAAAAACoM/4pslcVNP2CQ/s320/DSC00099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got my hair trimmed that day too. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; I had about 5cm of hair being chopped off. T_T it was the split ends that is killing my hair. I promise myself that I will never go to aunty hair saloons again! They basically don't know how to chop hair.&amp;nbsp;T_T I went to SS2, a hair studio named Storm, had a professional stylist cut for me. They just opened so they charged me only RM25. He said my hair is too frizzy and best set for rebonding but I like my natural hair being tied up in ponytail. It's cute. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished quite a number of movies like grown ups, resident evil, going the distance, killers, valentine's day and much more movies in the line. Holidays are so boring!!! I'm supposed to study like mad but I thought I had another week of holidays. Unfortunately, I was wrong. T_T Speaking of that, now I have to cramp two weeks of studying into one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be blogging less nowadays but that doesn't mean I would give it a&amp;nbsp;long break. I'll blog two days once? =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Love is in the air..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s OPI nail polish is not bad. Well, I have a bad habit of biting my nails. Yes, I know it is eww but I stopped when I was about Form 2 when I realised guys' fingernails are prettier than mine and they don't even go for manicure! So, I made a choice in&amp;nbsp;life(yes, it is a very crucial moment in my life) to stop that habit. Ever since then, my nails grew better in shape and cuticles were always taken care. However, even though the habit has stop, I have the tendency to play with my nails. What I am trying to say here is that all nail polish don't work on hardcore girls like me, they probably last one- two days max? Sometimes, only&amp;nbsp;4-5 hours. Lol, but this nail polish or Elianto's could last about 5 days and more! ^^ &lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TI8knKxq4XI/AAAAAAAACoE/HcOM6mFJqlg/s1600/IMG_4401.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TI8knKxq4XI/AAAAAAAACoE/HcOM6mFJqlg/s200/IMG_4401.bmp" width="101" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;p.s.s I bought some new lotion for my dry skin. I'm currently trying on Vaseline Total Moisture. It's pretty good but it doesn't keep my skin hydrated whole day. It smells nice though and it is not greasy. I bought it at RM3.90 for 120ml. It's just a small bottle. I would have purchased the big bottle but it was priced at RM13 for 250ml. Could you just imagine? The price is more than double just for the extra 10ml. =___= luckily for buyers like me who calculate the price.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TI8jRpkLhRI/AAAAAAAACn8/9_t7E9R-myk/s1600/DSC00108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TI8jRpkLhRI/AAAAAAAACn8/9_t7E9R-myk/s200/DSC00108.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I still prefer my Rosken Skin Repair, Dry Skin Cream.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The reason why I am&amp;nbsp;concern about my skin is because I have sensitive skin. I'm allergic to dust and I can't dip my hands into detergents. They get all blister up in the inside of my palms and itch for a month and two and the skin will peel off layer by layer until u see deep pink colour&amp;nbsp;skin.&amp;nbsp;Horror I tell you! HORROR!!! So yea, my house chores doesn't require me to use detergents. My job is to iron the clothes. =) Free from chemical and dust.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-1207462554923383934?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1207462554923383934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1207462554923383934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/09/late-updates.html' title='Updates.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TI8naJEBekI/AAAAAAAACoM/4pslcVNP2CQ/s72-c/DSC00099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-5262547038294178331</id><published>2010-09-10T16:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T17:03:24.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't wait!!!</title><content type='html'>Resident Evil: Afterlife is out today!!!&lt;br /&gt;I just purchased the tickets this morning and will be watching it this Sunday. ^^&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy about it and I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TInyzb9olQI/AAAAAAAACnk/ONhvqZogqZs/s1600/BellefirePIC2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TInyzb9olQI/AAAAAAAACnk/ONhvqZogqZs/s320/BellefirePIC2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bellefire"&gt;Bellefire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my favourite band when I was about 12. Their voice was very gentle and the songs they sang are all very melodious. I wonder what happen to them. Most of their released singles were my favourites such as Spin The Wheel, Say Something Anyway, Perfect Bliss, You Were Meant For Me and so on. Simple love songs they could sing without having so much bass in it, just vocally they are competitive great in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cfoltH2_NbI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cfoltH2_NbI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hxe9rlqTYGA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hxe9rlqTYGA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/64wGjNNfPeI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/64wGjNNfPeI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q2D6DFcEZiI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q2D6DFcEZiI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-5262547038294178331?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/5262547038294178331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/5262547038294178331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/09/cant-wait.html' title='Can&apos;t wait!!!'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TInyzb9olQI/AAAAAAAACnk/ONhvqZogqZs/s72-c/BellefirePIC2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-852495877716882242</id><published>2010-09-09T19:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T19:02:22.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue nails.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TIi9ISqJKlI/AAAAAAAACnM/7WTAfqMEUqg/s1600/DSC00078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TIi9ISqJKlI/AAAAAAAACnM/7WTAfqMEUqg/s320/DSC00078.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Painting is a mess. Don't bother. Weird and eccentric. Something different I thought. Gonna test how long it stays on my nails before it chips. 2 layer coating of O.P.I nail polish and a top coat from Elianto.&amp;nbsp;=)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-852495877716882242?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/852495877716882242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/852495877716882242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/09/blue-nails.html' title='Blue nails.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TIi9ISqJKlI/AAAAAAAACnM/7WTAfqMEUqg/s72-c/DSC00078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-2973443288743063534</id><published>2010-09-09T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T15:07:12.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half Hard Boiled Egg?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TIiGLhzfM-I/AAAAAAAACnE/BwpIWmqJc4M/s1600/DSC00071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TIiGLhzfM-I/AAAAAAAACnE/BwpIWmqJc4M/s320/DSC00071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The eggwhite is fully cooked and resembles a normal hard boiled egg. Look on the inside! The egg yolk is pouring out like soft boiled eggs. Cool? I cooked them. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-2973443288743063534?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2973443288743063534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2973443288743063534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/09/half-hard-boiled-egg.html' title='Half Hard Boiled Egg?'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TIiGLhzfM-I/AAAAAAAACnE/BwpIWmqJc4M/s72-c/DSC00071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-8628080898659489964</id><published>2010-09-08T23:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T15:09:59.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Date to Mutiara Damansara.</title><content type='html'>Ikano Power Center--&amp;gt; The Curve --&amp;gt; e-Curve --&amp;gt; Ikea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, it was my first time going to Ikano, The Curve and Cineplex. I've spend the whole day walking in and out this buildings because they were all linked together. Parking was awesome on weekdays, RM3 for the whole day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast was at Uncle Lim in Ikano's Power Centre. The nasi rendang ayam was delicious!! Snack was peanut waffles and lemon tea at Daily Fresh at the Curve, while lunch was at Teppanyaki in Ikano as well. I had chicken teppanyaki for lunch served with warm green tea. Lastly, dinner was fried rice purchased from a restaurant near KDU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is not much things to see compared to One-U. I personally still prefer One Utama for having so many shops in a big building. I couldn't get&amp;nbsp;a glimpse of the free market today at the Curve and I was dissapointed because I thought I could get a few accesories at a real good bargain. Instead, we decided to head to Ikea and look at furnitures! It makes me get the feel of buying a new house and start decorating it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STALKER MUCH???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since that caught your attention, you may want to hear the story anyway. So, we&amp;nbsp;sat on a bench right inside Borders after few hours of flipping through magazines (yes, we are very economical people). This man in his middle age come across us and started staring at us. He probably thought we were doing naughty things so he walk back a few rounds until it starts to get a little weird. Just so you know, we were innocent people camwhoring and telling lame jokes at the corner. After getting tired of him walking about our area with constant eavesdrop and stares, we decided to head to the second floor in Borders and so we thought we lose him. To our surprise, he appeared behind my guy staring away from another bookshelf!!!! While laughing out loud and shouting crazy man, we went all the way back to our carpark. I mean like why in the world a guy would follow us until to a different floor? Now, that's just weird I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the things I found while shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TIefdjvCymI/AAAAAAAACmU/MEh527gjxD4/s1600/DSC00065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TIefdjvCymI/AAAAAAAACmU/MEh527gjxD4/s200/DSC00065.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;O.P.I nail polish!! I never knew I could get it in such a cheap price for &lt;strong&gt;2 bottles at a price of RM10&lt;/strong&gt;. It's good because I can't finish the big bottle anyway. =)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TIegn6Kj84I/AAAAAAAACmk/HEzEj9nZ5HY/s1600/DSC00068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TIegn6Kj84I/AAAAAAAACmk/HEzEj9nZ5HY/s200/DSC00068.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love hair bows! I find them cute wearing it as hair accesories. &lt;strong&gt;RM 6 each.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TIeeqcFl1WI/AAAAAAAACmM/A_YBPbiUiQs/s1600/DSC00063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TIeeqcFl1WI/AAAAAAAACmM/A_YBPbiUiQs/s200/DSC00063.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eye gel mask purchased from&lt;strong&gt; Elianto&lt;/strong&gt; for a price of &lt;strong&gt;RM10&lt;/strong&gt;. It can be used on the eye area after placing it in the fridge for about 10-20 minutes. It helps to reduce puffy eyes and promote more blood flow around the eye are. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta leave that place at 7pm. I was having nose bleed at that time. =____=|||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TIeocICuJjI/AAAAAAAACms/KV1NOqFe-vI/s1600/DSC00057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TIeocICuJjI/AAAAAAAACms/KV1NOqFe-vI/s200/DSC00057.JPG" width="186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, that hottie is mine! =P&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TIeqyzt9qtI/AAAAAAAACm0/liOTSxrJvM8/s1600/DSC00046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TIeqyzt9qtI/AAAAAAAACm0/liOTSxrJvM8/s200/DSC00046.JPG" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, there goes my fat face. T_T was only prepare for some BB cream and foundation powder with mascara.&lt;br /&gt;Did pretty well on the eyebrow trimming and shaping, so I've thought. Lol.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-8628080898659489964?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/8628080898659489964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/8628080898659489964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/09/date-to-mutiara-damansara.html' title='Date to Mutiara Damansara.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TIefdjvCymI/AAAAAAAACmU/MEh527gjxD4/s72-c/DSC00065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-2801349054856216438</id><published>2010-09-07T20:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T20:56:31.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Rice Diet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TIYxvu-lvLI/AAAAAAAACl8/zdDJf0INYMQ/s1600/rice-strained.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TIYxvu-lvLI/AAAAAAAACl8/zdDJf0INYMQ/s320/rice-strained.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ever heard of diet like this? Lol. Normally they come in terms for example fruits diet and all you eat is fruits, but they don't normally suggest No Fruits or No Meat diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is so great about this diet?&lt;br /&gt;First of all, as malaysians or should I say asians, we consume rice almost in every dish and sometimes we tend to take three bowls of rice each day. Starting from the usual morning's 'nasi lemak', afternoon's chicken rice and dinner serving rice with few set of other dishes. Now if we remove rice from the menu, that will be leaving only the main dishes such as chicken, veggie and soup. Typically, consuming these is very filling for me and eating it with rice just increases the calories intake. You may think that diet is harmful to our body but in this case, I don't really see it at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rice contain carbohydrates responsible for the high calorie intake which will then be digested into simple sugar. If we don't use up this sugar, it tends to turn into fat. Thus, reducing starch and sugar in my diet doesn't really harm much because I still consume wholemeal crackers and cereals which is lower in carbs. This diet also helps me avoid from feeling bloated all the time. I'll be working this diet for a month or two!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from dieting, I am having three weeks of holidays! I was supposed to start intense crash studying plan but everytime I opened a book, the plan failed me. The new phone is a distraction especially the camera! &amp;gt;.&amp;gt; I am really not sure where I am heading now. Let's hope for the best in studying! AS in OCTOBER 11!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-2801349054856216438?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2801349054856216438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2801349054856216438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/09/no-rice-diet.html' title='No Rice Diet.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TIYxvu-lvLI/AAAAAAAACl8/zdDJf0INYMQ/s72-c/rice-strained.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-4162145150598996331</id><published>2010-09-06T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T20:45:10.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>W995!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TITcUgaj77I/AAAAAAAACl0/R0ipE2p4odo/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TITcUgaj77I/AAAAAAAACl0/R0ipE2p4odo/s400/images.jpg" width="330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Finally, I got my hands on this phone!! Woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I waited for this phone since December 2009 when the price was at RM1899!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Gladly, I bought it at RM1020 and if I would to pay cash, it was to be at RM999.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Still, I'm happy to get my phone in the end. I thought there were only two colours to choose from which neither of them looks outstanding to me. So, I asked the guy whether there is other colours and he mentioned red, I quickly responded, "Give me one red colour!" =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm so glad and thanks to Max for helping me to check the phone whether it is functional and working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The functions I've got to say is superb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here are some of its features,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;113g&lt;br /&gt;2.6" QVGA screen&lt;br /&gt;8.1 megapixel camera with LED ﬂash &lt;br /&gt;Illuminated dedicated music keys&lt;br /&gt;DLNA, Wi-Fi&lt;br /&gt;Geo tagging, aGPS and Google™ Maps&lt;br /&gt;FM Radio &lt;br /&gt;HSDPA 7.2, HSUPA 2, 3G and Quadband&lt;br /&gt;Bluetooth® A2DP&lt;br /&gt;Up to 118MB internal memory, &lt;br /&gt;8GB memory card in box&lt;br /&gt;Motion games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, this may not look outstanding compared to your phones, but compared to my ex-phone K750i, it was something very different and to say this new phone is my second phone! Most of all, I consider this phone is very 'ong' and prosperous because it is red and it has a lot 8 in it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-4162145150598996331?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4162145150598996331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4162145150598996331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/09/w995.html' title='W995!!!'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TITcUgaj77I/AAAAAAAACl0/R0ipE2p4odo/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-4183108054104031982</id><published>2010-09-04T20:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T20:13:12.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going The Distance : Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TII1pJLPLTI/AAAAAAAACls/hkTSIOEpfPg/s1600/going-the-distance-poster-0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TII1pJLPLTI/AAAAAAAACls/hkTSIOEpfPg/s640/going-the-distance-poster-0.jpg" width="432" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just watched this movie. It's kinda awesome except there were parts I have to close my eyes. Lol&lt;br /&gt;I like this love story and enjoyed the plot where this couple had to be in a long distance relationship that didn't quite work out. It lasted with a happy ending. I always thought Drew Barrymore was hot since the last movie I've seen her in which is the Charlie's Angel. Oops. Lol that was like many years ago.&amp;nbsp;This was a very romantic movie for me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never trust in long distance relationship as well. It may seem like I'm possesive over one but then again what is a relationship if we can't see each other far worst if one is on the other side of the world. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was going to buy my phone but the whole One Utama had to go out of stock for a black W995. &lt;br /&gt;I didn't get to purchase a peach Rimmel London eyeliner. &lt;br /&gt;I searched in Sasa, Watsons and even Guardian. &lt;br /&gt;I lost one side of my sis's favourite pair of earrings. &lt;br /&gt;I walked nearly 6 hours in heels. &lt;br /&gt;It wasn't really a great day for me. =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it ended sweet. Ain't gonna tell you why... ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-4183108054104031982?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4183108054104031982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4183108054104031982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/09/going-distance-review.html' title='Going The Distance : Review'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TII1pJLPLTI/AAAAAAAACls/hkTSIOEpfPg/s72-c/going-the-distance-poster-0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-1099270459589101613</id><published>2010-09-03T19:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T19:03:37.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish braids?</title><content type='html'>Ever wonder how they fish braid their hair? I want to learn but I never seem to get it to look the way it supposed to be. I guess that's because my hair is layered. =___=&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I found a tutorial on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="325" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/X21-aHtRASo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/X21-aHtRASo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-1099270459589101613?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1099270459589101613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1099270459589101613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/09/fish-braids.html' title='Fish braids?'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-3574043567173023691</id><published>2010-09-03T15:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T18:02:10.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Hours</title><content type='html'>House chores!!!&amp;nbsp;I have taken an alternative method to exercise.&amp;nbsp;It took me 4 hours cleaning up the house and that includes the ceiling fan as well as the floor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired, hungry but I am on diet. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night, I had a nightmare and so this was the story.&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting at the traffic light and when it turns green, I drove. It happen to be in a dark street full of trees and it was so dark I decided to switch on my headlights and to my surprise there are corpse hanging on the trees. As I drove along, one of them fell on to my car. I jerked and woke up. T_T&lt;br /&gt;It was sooo scary and terrifying! I started praying and going back to sleep. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I love maxis really. This month bill is Rm0.00 again, last month is Rm0.02 and a few months ago it was in negative. I probably have like RM20+ RM50 rebates every month now and then. I'm happy. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-3574043567173023691?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/3574043567173023691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/3574043567173023691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/09/4-hours.html' title='4 Hours'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-7451560710525641554</id><published>2010-09-02T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T20:41:46.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays!!!</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHA!!! Oi! I am laughing at youuuuu..&lt;br /&gt;Lol! Don't take it seriously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My holidays just begin!!! &lt;br /&gt;I've just finish my last paper today but I'm not too happy about it. The question seem confusing so I gave a confused answer. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things in my mind that I need to do right during the hols... Been slacking off things due to the recent exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wash and polish my baby(car).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Study everyday, 2 hours for each subject. Note that I have only 3!!! Hehe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go jogging or swimming everyday because of my desperation to lose fat flabs fast!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go tesco get some chicken breast, tuna, vegetables for next week diet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Check out my phone price in Low Yat, W995! I waited since December 2009. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Splurge some money in Sasa for some beauty care. My face and my hair has gone through a lot of damage and torture.. T_T&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Manicures and pedicure!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Set facial appointment in KLCC, Lancome. It has been ages since I made my last appointment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I guess that's pretty all for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-7451560710525641554?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/7451560710525641554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/7451560710525641554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/09/holidays.html' title='Holidays!!!'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-3474789234122149400</id><published>2010-08-31T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T12:07:17.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diet 1 week!!! ~ Can I make it?</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I am trying on a &lt;a href="http://www.modeldietplan.com/greentea.htm"&gt;green tea detox diet&lt;/a&gt;. It sounds awesome! Lol. &lt;br /&gt;I just have to consume green tea everyday for a week. Green tea is great for cleansing your body from toxins and regulate blood sugar level. I am going to try this for a week and subsequently exercise in between. I hope it works. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://beaut.ie/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/greentea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" ox="true" src="http://beaut.ie/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/01/greentea.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&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/7041344709964700096-3474789234122149400?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/3474789234122149400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/3474789234122149400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/08/diet-1-week-can-i-make-it.html' title='Diet 1 week!!! ~ Can I make it?'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-152954304558641158</id><published>2010-08-30T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T20:39:37.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, it feels lighter now.</title><content type='html'>Today, I had two papers to sit for which is Business Studies and Law. Both paper 1 but I was lucky that my spotted questions came out. =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, I did not waste my hard work. Glad it's almost over. 2 more papers and I am done with trials. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-152954304558641158?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/152954304558641158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/152954304558641158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/08/finally-it-feels-lighter-now.html' title='Finally, it feels lighter now.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-858333573086899442</id><published>2010-08-28T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T21:50:13.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resident Evil : Afterlife</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://watchresidentevil.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/resident-evil-afterlife-poster-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://watchresidentevil.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/resident-evil-afterlife-poster-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a big fan of Resident Evil movies. I can watch the movie again and again without getting bored of it. I love the action, the main actress and the plot. The adrenaline rush starts pumping in everytime I see zombies. It's fun! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more interesting is the upcoming Resident Evil: Afterlife screening in Malaysia on September 9!!! I can't wait to watch it!!! Gonna have to purchase tickets earlier I supposed there are many fans out there like me who have been waited all this while for another sequal of Resident Evil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the trailer I found. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9dc5iiT0f1s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9dc5iiT0f1s?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-858333573086899442?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/858333573086899442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/858333573086899442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/08/resident-evil-afterlife.html' title='Resident Evil : Afterlife'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-4319071989104454863</id><published>2010-08-28T11:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T22:27:52.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>House Season 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u9kanVNMI8s/SSKZZRsZErI/AAAAAAAABsE/Cw1hoJWikFI/s1600/Dr_House_ChikaP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u9kanVNMI8s/SSKZZRsZErI/AAAAAAAABsE/Cw1hoJWikFI/s320/Dr_House_ChikaP.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I really can't wait for season 7!!! It's launching in September which is a few days from now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I hope is good. I finished season 6 without regrets. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Can't wait to see Cuddy and House together again!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dkIocsJbXTA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dkIocsJbXTA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-4319071989104454863?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4319071989104454863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4319071989104454863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/08/house-season-7.html' title='House Season 7'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u9kanVNMI8s/SSKZZRsZErI/AAAAAAAABsE/Cw1hoJWikFI/s72-c/Dr_House_ChikaP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-2382601929068392631</id><published>2010-08-27T19:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T11:51:52.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Low Stamina.</title><content type='html'>Today is a public holiday for Selangor citizens!!! So, I decided to get up early and go jogging with my mom. We went to Taman Permaisuri. It just reminds me of the past where my highschool used to have their cross countries. The place didn't change at all. I spotted a few groups of people doing yoga, aerobics, qi qong and even dancing. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom made me walk the whole park! =_= Including going up the hill twice and offer second round but I refused. I walked about 10km today! What an achievement! =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the walk, we passed these two old man playing the er-hu and mom made a comment,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Such a nice day, after hearing that I feel so gloomy and dark! Lol&lt;br /&gt;Me: Why??*giggles*&lt;br /&gt;Mom: These old men-la, striking the strings as though they are in their dying breath... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom can be very mean at times but still I got my direct and honest attitude from her. She told me that my future colleagues will hate me for being too honest. At least, I don't go around bitch talking, I said it in your face. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think I am fat! I can't fit into my jeans anymore. It's time I try some detox-diet or something before I grew into a balloon of fat. Any ideas you've tried that may have worked for you?? Do share please!! AHAHAAA XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-2382601929068392631?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2382601929068392631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2382601929068392631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/08/low-stamina.html' title='Low Stamina.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-2720043625066366260</id><published>2010-08-26T13:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T13:48:41.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mike Tompkins is awesome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mike-tompkins.com/"&gt;Mike Tompkins&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;is a really talented person. Sorry but I am a bit outdated. I just found out about him today in a recent acapella music cover. I find him totally amazing. His dedication towards his work and the compilation of videos is really really remarkable. He can sing very well too.&lt;br /&gt;Here enjoy&amp;nbsp;this!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wlW5c4tInvY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wlW5c4tInvY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teenage Dream &amp;amp; Just the way you are(Acapella Cover) -Katy Perry-Bruno Mars-Mike Tompkins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And apart from that great discovery of mine, I screwed up accounts real badly this time.&lt;br /&gt;3 long questions in one hour thirty minutes isn't enough for me. I hope I passed this time round. My objectives were quite okay because most of it were taken from the past year question I did. Such a dissapointment-la! =( Anyhow, I shall strive harder for the other two subjects which is Business Studies and Law. I guess I have to picture Ms. Bavani and Ms. Sathya in my head to really get in the mood of studying seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry too much! =D&lt;br /&gt;Is all I can ever afford now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-2720043625066366260?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2720043625066366260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2720043625066366260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/08/mike-tompkins-is-awesome.html' title='Mike Tompkins is awesome.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-4069367102562826128</id><published>2010-08-21T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T21:31:35.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steamboat!</title><content type='html'>I had steamboat for dinner today, just nearby the Taman Muda roundabout.&lt;br /&gt;It was RM127, and for five people I personally find it not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;I am going to take some time off and study law. This time I am getting faster and faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finishing House Season 6 too. The episodes is getting hotter each time. XD&lt;br /&gt;Love, Dr.House!! He is a nice guy now which is very surprising as much earlier episodes was about him being a nasty doctor and getting in trouble. I find Dr.Chase isn't as hot as he was younger, he cut his hair and it didn't really suit his face, but Dr. Cameron is as hot as ever but it seems she appears only few episodes in the recent season.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-4069367102562826128?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4069367102562826128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4069367102562826128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/08/steamboat.html' title='Steamboat!'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-7866948930067353709</id><published>2010-08-20T17:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T09:31:06.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My baby got hurt.</title><content type='html'>Oh yeaa... &lt;br /&gt;Exactly what I posted on facebook as my status.&lt;br /&gt;I don't get why vans don't keep their distance!! Like dude! Do you have to be freaking near my &lt;strike&gt;ass&lt;/strike&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;_&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND BASICALLY I DIDN'T EVEN HIT THE BRAKES VERY FAST IF YOU HAVE KEPT YOUR FREAKING DISTANCE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIT AND RUN SOMEMORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, indeed I am very angry. &lt;br /&gt;I love my baby to bits that the first scratches on my car gave me nightmares. &lt;br /&gt;Now, its &lt;strike&gt;ass&lt;/strike&gt; has been dented. I am so sad.&lt;br /&gt;I am in shocked still with the attitude of the driver who didn't stop by the road side to negotiate faults or cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God really should bless you... &lt;br /&gt;I'm just speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough my day was ruined, I had a great lunch with dear today! ^^ Drove all the way to Damansara Uptown and ate at LAMMEYA.&amp;nbsp;They serve many kinds of lum mee, porridge and rice dishes. We both end up having the friday sets.&amp;nbsp;The place&amp;nbsp;has a very nice ambience and atmosphere, like any typical restaurant I find&amp;nbsp;them too noisy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-7866948930067353709?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/7866948930067353709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/7866948930067353709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-baby-got-hurt.html' title='My baby got hurt.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-2555324550895802518</id><published>2010-08-19T19:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T19:48:29.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strong Heart.</title><content type='html'>I have always see myself big and tough than any other girls out there.&lt;br /&gt;But deep down, I can never deny that my heart is very fragile and my feelings matter a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I wasn't that tough yet, crying over little things like a little girl swinging one's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never grew mature enough to hold up my tears. They flow naturally down my cheeks and words are blasting out in my mind but not my mouth. Girls are girls no matter how strong we try to potray in reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men can never understand the emotional pain the girl's felt. That sharp pain in our hearts is like there's a knife stabbed right through . It's more painful to hold up the tears and to let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, as usual, I went to college and go for classes. Skipped classes after 1pm so I went home early for a nice nap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am attempted to be an aneroxic, because that is the best way to lose weight but the&amp;nbsp;consequences of&amp;nbsp; having a eating disorder later will definitely not what I want. I am going to stick to what I like to eat but always in moderation. It may be a slower process to lose weight but at least my body loves me and don't give me craps in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TG0Zdw7rEbI/AAAAAAAACkE/KayI9WuGtGk/s1600/Picture+0098+1234.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TG0Zdw7rEbI/AAAAAAAACkE/KayI9WuGtGk/s320/Picture+0098+1234.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm still a girl even if I am trying to act tough...&lt;/div&gt;&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-2555324550895802518?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2555324550895802518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2555324550895802518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/08/strong-heart.html' title='Strong Heart.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TG0Zdw7rEbI/AAAAAAAACkE/KayI9WuGtGk/s72-c/Picture+0098+1234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-7429443641305398979</id><published>2010-08-17T20:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T20:37:44.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much caffeine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clipartguide.com/_named_clipart_images/0511-0811-0415-3733_Cartoon_of_an_Office_Worker_Drinking_Too_Much_Coffee_clipart_image.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" ox="true" src="http://www.clipartguide.com/_named_clipart_images/0511-0811-0415-3733_Cartoon_of_an_Office_Worker_Drinking_Too_Much_Coffee_clipart_image.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;pic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;taken from clipartguide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Intake of caffeine is directly proportional with stress-level...&lt;br /&gt;I drank a cup of coffee. It sounds logical yea? What if I said that I have used 2 packets of those 3 in 1 coffee mixture? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're talking.&lt;br /&gt;Too much caffeine for me today, leaving my heart thumping so fast and loud&amp;nbsp;as the sugar rush made me go high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just need to get over the stress level.&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks of trial exam coming up.&lt;br /&gt;The nightmare just begin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently I am in love with this sound. The lyrics is just so touching for a guy to sing to a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruno Mars- Just the way you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When I see your face&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's not a thing that I would change&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause you're amazing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just the way you are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And when you smile,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The whole world stops and stares for awhile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause girl you're amazing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just the way you are..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-7429443641305398979?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/7429443641305398979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/7429443641305398979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/08/too-much-caffeine.html' title='Too much caffeine.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-7238131627234552062</id><published>2010-08-15T20:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T23:52:59.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress is near.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.manageyourlifenow.com/Portals/0/ArticleImages/stress-and-sleep.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://www.manageyourlifenow.com/Portals/0/ArticleImages/stress-and-sleep.gif" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;My A-levels trials is coming soon already...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Gotta prepared for at least 6 papers and three subjects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I really hope I can do well this time.. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I dont want to fail law again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The last time I failed business, I got an A after three months.. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I knew it was hardwork but the need to get A must be there.&lt;/div&gt;If you're desperate for it, you will tend to do whatever you can to achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College haven't change much lately, so is my social life.&lt;br /&gt;Going to college early dawn to avoid heavy traffic is a good idea,&lt;br /&gt;I can save time, petrol and less stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, there is mainly three parts of KL I have to get through during the peak hours.&lt;br /&gt;First, there is the Pandan Indah slope which have cars crossing in all four directions.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, a stretch of four or five traffic lights along Pandan Jaya before heading to Jalan Duta.&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, Jalan Duta all the way to college via exit at Semantan, is a highway but there is a lot of cars going in the same direction that doesnt help very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless you're living at Jalan Duta, you could plan 30 minutes before your class starts to begin your journey...&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am living around further in than Pandan Indah, so it could mean that I would have to plan at least&amp;nbsp;2-3 hours before class especially during the peak hours to avoid unnecessary jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I am quarantined from going out. Reason? I have no money because I desperately need a new phone and mostly is because of the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a good news however starting from 2nd Sept. I'll be having three weeks holiday or I shall called it study-break before I can take the real AS exam in Oct 11.. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-7238131627234552062?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/7238131627234552062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/7238131627234552062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/08/stress-is-near.html' title='Stress is near.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-732982643668218750</id><published>2010-06-09T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T08:33:34.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>College timing is so stressful..</title><content type='html'>Stress is getting on my nerves right now..&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my timetable has change for its worst.&lt;br /&gt;I have 6pm classes but I don't have any early classes and that doesn't make any differences because I still have to arrive in college damn early. More? I have to jamm for nearly 2 hours or more back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such frustaration I demand to stay out of my house if only my mom let me. She ask me to choose between my car and the rent.. =____=&lt;br /&gt;Money issues as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I am not being tied down like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that now that my law lecturer&amp;nbsp;has changed made me feel I'm so left out. This due to merging of the march intakes with us. This could mean one thing, I have to actually study and catch up with time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so pissed off with the new timetable. There is no time for both of us. I really hope classes were cancel everytime, hoping there were shorter weekends too.. However, life seems to be the opposite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all I can do right now is just be patient..&lt;br /&gt;God might be generous enough to bless me with something worth this..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-732982643668218750?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/732982643668218750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/732982643668218750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/06/college-timing-is-so-stressful.html' title='College timing is so stressful..'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-1400889157794638643</id><published>2010-04-27T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:16:07.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scandali-cious</title><content type='html'>I have too many scandals everywhere with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ain't a good idea though. Misconception and misunderstanding is always there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I having a great time in college. Nothing much to update. &lt;br /&gt;I am just too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday classes are now cancel so that March intakes could catch up.&lt;br /&gt;So, I have more free time now.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, some conflict happened and I decided to quit and leave. I hope they would understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-1400889157794638643?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1400889157794638643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1400889157794638643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/04/scandali-cious.html' title='Scandali-cious'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-1043615754907576937</id><published>2010-04-03T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T10:38:31.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too much accounts!</title><content type='html'>Oh no, apparently I did too much accounts, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Here is what happen between my college male friend and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Pei Sun!! Teach me &lt;strong&gt;accounts&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Me: *remembered an incident in ivy's house with Ivan* How do you want to learn it?&lt;br /&gt;Him: Whoaa.. well sometimes soft and sometimes rough.. *getting back on me*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well, we can always do it &lt;strong&gt;balance&lt;/strong&gt;-ly.. =D&lt;br /&gt;Him: Laughs*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Or do you want me to &lt;strong&gt;depreciate&lt;/strong&gt; slowly.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF! Haahahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;Where did my ideas like suddenly pop out!.. =___=|||&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-1043615754907576937?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1043615754907576937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1043615754907576937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/04/too-much-accounts.html' title='Too much accounts!'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-3529843375028214405</id><published>2010-04-02T21:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T21:03:05.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>College is all about FUN!</title><content type='html'>I'm having fun in college now!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nothing compared to highschool, the freedom of rights to choose and do whatever we want! woots.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the whole college friends just figure out I eat lollipops all the time &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help it! It's my thing okay! ^^v&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy me!!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-3529843375028214405?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/3529843375028214405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/3529843375028214405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/04/college-is-all-about-fun.html' title='College is all about FUN!'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-4789731202341168211</id><published>2010-03-29T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T21:19:37.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna be a guy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I want to be able to set freedom to myself. To think far and not get annoyed by girls. &lt;br /&gt;Eventhough I like make-up and my hair done, I am willing to give up.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm interesting and I know it,&lt;br /&gt;I am bubbly and cheerful,&lt;br /&gt;Why would someone want to control that and tame it down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way I am, and because of that I am one in a million...&lt;br /&gt;Stop changing me! LOVE ME FOR ME.. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-4789731202341168211?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4789731202341168211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4789731202341168211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-wanna-be-guy.html' title='I wanna be a guy!'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-8789892982841454193</id><published>2010-03-27T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T22:57:50.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm done with you.</title><content type='html'>~Life isn't always easy and predictable, so are people.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am pretty busy nowadays, and being lazy to upload post.. =D&lt;br /&gt;I had fun ushering the Interschool Dance Competition in KDU.. &lt;br /&gt;The schools were awesome, and the girls were hot! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy! ^^b with the people I've met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lollipops! ~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-8789892982841454193?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/8789892982841454193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/8789892982841454193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-done-with-you.html' title='I&apos;m done with you.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-1207962621928472530</id><published>2010-03-11T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T23:00:01.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Karaoke!!!</title><content type='html'>So, after taking our results, Ivan, Zhan Hong, Kee Yi, Khoi Meng, Moky and I&lt;br /&gt;headed to pappa rich for lunch and went back to school to get Ivan's cert.&lt;br /&gt;We then decided to sing at Neway from 3pm until 6pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE HAD A TOTAL BLAST!!!LOL&lt;br /&gt;We sang almost everything, had two rounds of drinks and ladies get discount and paid only RM5. Ain't that awesome? ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time with friends today! &lt;br /&gt;I love all of you so much! - ain't being obssesive-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-1207962621928472530?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1207962621928472530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1207962621928472530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/03/karaoke.html' title='Karaoke!!!'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-2399631010863517494</id><published>2010-03-11T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T22:22:19.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't deserve it.</title><content type='html'>T__T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;ATTENTION: NOT BOASTING ALERT!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look here, &lt;br /&gt;I facebooked minimum 8 hours a day,&lt;br /&gt;I don't do my homework which end up in piles and copying other people's work,&lt;br /&gt;I don't stayed in class more than an hour and ponteng to play cards,&lt;br /&gt;I stayed outside the ladies's toilet chit chatting with friends,&lt;br /&gt;I sleep in class,&lt;br /&gt;I talk non-stop and find troubles around class,&lt;br /&gt;I get bsl for skipping too many class,&lt;br /&gt;I skipped school to facebook not study,&lt;br /&gt;I don't go tuition everyday and only weekends,&lt;br /&gt;I sleep in tuition also,&lt;br /&gt;I go to school to see my friends,&lt;br /&gt;My group study was play time,&lt;br /&gt;I even skipped Intervensi 3 for fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so sorry for taking straight, but the punishment was so light...&lt;br /&gt;I felt so shocked when my name was announce, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;I really hope it didn't had to be that way, because if so, I would lied about my results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-2399631010863517494?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2399631010863517494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2399631010863517494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-dont-deserve-it.html' title='I don&apos;t deserve it.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-1643296713777415995</id><published>2010-03-06T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T23:38:23.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steamboat!</title><content type='html'>The day begins with a slight fever and a sprained neck. T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, Ivan, Keeyi and I decided to meet up with Zhan Hong in Boston, Pandan Indah. We had a short lunch and tea while onlining with my lappie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 5, they decided to treat me to CC which was a not a very good idea because it was my first time being there and I see a lot of undecent people there. What was funny was that they try to teach me dota and I had no idea how it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we gathered at ZH house for him to bathe and ate steamboat around Taman Maluri until 9.30pm and then proceed for yum-cha sessions again in Old Town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after we left...&lt;br /&gt;So many places, so little time but we managed to catch up a lot of things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-1643296713777415995?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1643296713777415995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1643296713777415995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/03/steamboat.html' title='Steamboat!'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-4136190351122554411</id><published>2010-02-28T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T22:35:24.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Specky girl no more.</title><content type='html'>Today, I decided to fix my glasses because they were in a very bad condition. &lt;br /&gt;So after getting it done, I asked about contact lenses and was offered at a very good price.&lt;br /&gt;Biomedics 55, RM50 for three months, I assume it was lower than what I expected.&lt;br /&gt;However, I did doubt about wearing it. I mean with all the work cleaning it and maintenance according to schedule. A lazy person like me wouldn't want to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not? I am an adventure seeker! Giving it a try for first three months. If it does decrease my power in a year, maybe I would continue. Besides, my lens power are both&amp;nbsp;less than 150.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy in the spec store said I did amazingly well with my application of contact lens. =D I AM SO PROUD! OH YEAH BABEH!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is nothing, but hey I managed to get it in and out within 5-10 minutes. He said normally right-hand side people had difficulty applying to the right eye. In my case, it was the opposite. I had a shy and smaller eye on the left. Haha. My mom was pestering me to get it open wide. =.= &lt;br /&gt;It is my eye you know, not something you could force it to open. &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;That's all for tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-4136190351122554411?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4136190351122554411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4136190351122554411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/02/specky-girl-no-more.html' title='Specky girl no more.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-720536708223131238</id><published>2010-02-26T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T22:51:28.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the hell is going on!!!</title><content type='html'>I think the world is turning upside down or is really going to end soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a little girl anymore, but after an incident, I doubt I could ever handle my life alone. T.T&lt;br /&gt;I need someone capable of taking care of me everywhere constantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First incident happened yesterday, I heard some drums for lion dance so I've got all excited to see the lions coming into our college. Since young, I have always fear the eyes of the lion and the look of it. It looks scary and fierce as though it was a monster. So, I've heard the lion dance troupers were heading towards the auditorium, I had my college friend with me and I insisted to stand a minimum of at least 7 feets away from the lion. After watching them performing in the auditorium, I thought it was over so my friend and I headed to TLC for eforuming and facebooking. I kept hearing the&amp;nbsp;drums going around the college and I assume they are leaving soon and the way out. After an intense drumming session near the library, I was sure that they were on the way in. A moment there, a door opens by a man and I saw the lion head! I was like WTF! Quickly I ran to my friend and hide my face hoping it will just hop here and there and leave us alone. BUT THE LION DIDN'T!, It came into that little corner of the TLC where we were and start playing with our hair! I was so scare, I screamed my lungs out. It continued a while about 5 minutes or so, and I took a glimpse and a red lion head was right in front of me! I have never been so inferior before. Tears suddenly came strolling down my cheeks and I just couldn't control myself. I was shaking and trembling while packing my stuff. So shocked and panicked, I continue crying for the next 2 hours. I just couldn't take the trauma.&lt;br /&gt;I realised since young, I have a distinct fear of mascots, even the burglar in Mc.Donalds, A&amp;amp;W bear and clowns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, it happened again, I fear killer whales too. It is the eyes of the whale, the white spot on its body and the size of it scares me. I saw it in the Star newspaper today that a killer whale kill a trainer grabbing her waist and pulling her down into the water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't understand why is all these things happening right in front of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-720536708223131238?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/720536708223131238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/720536708223131238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-hell-is-going-on.html' title='What the hell is going on!!!'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-2963513370100645309</id><published>2010-02-18T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T00:12:48.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm FAT!</title><content type='html'>now from 45kg going to be 48kg.. gosh, no school and college life makes me fat!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to exercise tomorrow no doubt!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tummy is still full of Shandy and indigested food.. I think I'm gonna be sick soon. I'm bloated all the time like a pregnant lady =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, was a little reunion to meet up with keeyi, moky, and ivan..&lt;br /&gt;There were so few because rest of them were fully booked the whole CNY week. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we managed to eat some pan mee near Leisure Mall and catch up with some arcade games and then all the way to Moky's house for vodka and cards. Obviously I am a good girl and a good luck bring-er! hahah joking, and the vodka? the content of alcohol is only 5% like 5 cans of Shandy. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed almost till 11pm, mom and dad called and complained here and there.&lt;br /&gt;I swore I saw a guy wasnt wearing any shirt but pants sitting outside Moky's house dangling his feet in the dark like some foreigners preying on some lonely girls in that dark corner street. Just in time to found out he was John's friend.. &amp;gt;.&amp;gt; but he was wearing red and white jacket, my heart told me it wasn't him. I was so scared out of my life laaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also lou sang and shortly after we went back home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE THE DARK!!!! &amp;gt;&amp;lt; me no likey when I can't see! I have the tendercy of night blindness when exposed to dark areas. You can't really blame me, I have eye sight problems. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-2963513370100645309?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2963513370100645309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2963513370100645309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-fat.html' title='I&apos;m FAT!'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-1664915391783365530</id><published>2010-02-12T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T21:55:20.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY coming..</title><content type='html'>cny doesnt feels like cny anymore...&lt;br /&gt;i think i've grown out of it... it happens for every 18years! i think i got bored of it..&lt;br /&gt;no more temptations of receiving ang-paus and wearing new clothes or shoes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, I managed to catch up with moky who came back from ns camp.&lt;br /&gt;We went to klcc and had some sushi... it was just a short trip but enough to catch up a lot of stuff ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be going back to hometown and returning back to kl on wednesday afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;No internet, no Wi-Fi.. gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I survived.&lt;br /&gt;College been pretty tough lately, just the fact seeing people that you want to get along with is getting along with&amp;nbsp;other people as people you don't want getting along with is getting along with&amp;nbsp;you. no offence but luckily i found some decent ones too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's been more tough is the fact I love chemistry and physics so much, I cursed myself for taking arts in a-levels, and I ain't good at anything with that except financial accounting. What would I do with my life is I would love to meet new people and constantly moving around places and that is nothing to do with science, more to business! I just really wish that physics and chemistry was about people.. then I wouldn't suffer in such dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I hate business studies, law and cost accounting. guess what? That is the subjects I am taking in my a-levels.. Why can't my interest be parallel as what I have interest in studying. In reality, chemistry and physics isn't used in meeting people and getting business done. What a waste..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a best friend in college is not overall a bad idea except what people always misunderstand that we're being a couple and all the stuff but overall I am&amp;nbsp;really glad&amp;nbsp;for having&amp;nbsp;such a friend close to me when I need one to. Eventhough at times, we tried to distant each other, but we're glad that in a foreign place we still find someone we're familiar with. A high school friend and a college friend feels rather different. I really hope rest of my gang was with me in the same college too.. =( It isn't easy for me to move ahead when we're headed in different directions. Call me naive or immature but I love love my friends really dearly to the extent my life is sacrificial for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also because I found you guys, that I find no one else can replace all of you. It just put a dissatisfaction in every new person that I met that isn't good enough. I had always been looking for your resemblance in everybody.&amp;nbsp;It's tough living without you guys. I know I am a sticky friend, but hey you can always assure that I'll be there for you always dead or alive.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered how 7 ppl fitted into my viva and my tyre pressure went down 50.. &lt;br /&gt;and ivan's butt was changing my gear from drive to neutral when i brake.. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-1664915391783365530?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1664915391783365530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1664915391783365530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/02/cny-coming.html' title='CNY coming..'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-2465759550445808656</id><published>2010-01-31T00:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T00:33:58.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing to Times Square</title><content type='html'>Organised by Max.&lt;br /&gt;Attended by Ivan, Me, Ivy, Mayyen and Max..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at Rock Delight, Tea at Food &amp;amp; Tea.. XD&lt;br /&gt;Movie is Toothfairy!! &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling&lt;br /&gt;Arcade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is around 11am till 7pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL movie was kinda nice.. =) I am glad to see all of you again! I miss all of you so much! too bad keeyi, jean yinn,&amp;nbsp;khoi meng and zhan hong couldn't make it.. I miss you too!! now even more.. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Times Square is a bit too young for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great DAY! &lt;br /&gt;thanks ya! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-2465759550445808656?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2465759550445808656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2465759550445808656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/01/outing-to-times-square.html' title='Outing to Times Square'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-8228521578972908178</id><published>2010-01-18T20:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T20:17:15.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>Today was a really busy day, I mean is like jamm for two whole hours and manage to get to college in time -lucky- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) Books are heavy, I am currently carrying 1500pages of quality books with me everywhere I go. It is like carrying two laptops.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I reluctant to bring my laptop to school because my books were heavy enough I thought.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, I have 4 hours of LAW.. &amp;gt;.&amp;gt; imagine. whoaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so exhausted now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-8228521578972908178?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/8228521578972908178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/8228521578972908178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/01/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-7826517026127245288</id><published>2010-01-16T19:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T19:44:55.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a movie, like finally..</title><content type='html'>So, zh,ivan,ivy,jy and I turned up in Leisure Mall watching Spy Next Door.&lt;br /&gt;The movie was interesting la, worth RM10. =D&lt;br /&gt;It was rather 'disturbing' watching old jacky chan and a young hot white chick kissing.. &lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Well, someone EAT A LOT... we went oldtown, kenny rogers, mc donalds and delifrance.. &lt;br /&gt;Like a food trip &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole time, ivan and jy pretty much being a promoter promoting their college to ivy all the time and it starts to annoy her. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 5pm, we went home.. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-7826517026127245288?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/7826517026127245288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/7826517026127245288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/01/movie-like-finally.html' title='a movie, like finally..'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-1474025018706641726</id><published>2010-01-14T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T23:01:06.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Khoi Meng.</title><content type='html'>A post for you nahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday!! *although is a day late* =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be as nice as always.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;I know you always wanna be slimmer but ur shoulders are the nicest to sleep on compared to others.. hahaaa... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope for the best to you! and lotsa lucks for you..&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you soon. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-1474025018706641726?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1474025018706641726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1474025018706641726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-khoi-meng.html' title='Happy Birthday Khoi Meng.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-4549358047753894151</id><published>2010-01-14T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T20:33:00.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey.. Wasssuppp?</title><content type='html'>Yoz...&lt;br /&gt;- trying to act cool now - =___= dun give me that look!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College is kinda fun, but I sure hope our class were BIGGER with MORE people in it. &lt;br /&gt;You don't get it do you? We have 4 people in Law lesson.. =__=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I never like cost accounting, luckily is like 15% of the paper? phew..&lt;br /&gt;Malaysian Studies! Gila weiihhh, Sejarah Form 5 is already hard enough in BM, now we are studying constituitions and history of independence in English.. WTF? &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The books honestly is like sooo expensive.&lt;br /&gt;What does it mean being a typical me? two words..&lt;br /&gt;__ __ __&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;__ __ __ __ __ __&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on...&lt;br /&gt;"too active" . . . &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U say no more waking up early mornings huh?? Naaa Ahhhh...&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta get to college like 1-2 hours earlier, the traffic jammm is so horrible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thursday I have like 5 hour break... WTH!.. haha but I went home and sleep 1 or 2 hours before going back to college. Oh yah, a day i travel 60 km ++ .. imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSUFFICIENT PARKING! gawdd.. couldnt imagine those march intakes coming in..&amp;nbsp; OMG! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tata-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-4549358047753894151?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4549358047753894151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4549358047753894151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/01/hey-wasssuppp.html' title='Hey.. Wasssuppp?'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-3321830171087775791</id><published>2010-01-08T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T19:02:06.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>College life wasn't bad.</title><content type='html'>Maybe is just the beginning, but I have a feeling I am going to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;Because it is like a new place with new environment for a clean start.&lt;br /&gt;No more bad records or history of bad reputation or sour relationship.&lt;br /&gt;I am determined to set a good history so that when I looked back, college will be a memorable phase of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the clubs and societies...&lt;br /&gt;Time is passing real slow now, a day is really 24 hours...&lt;br /&gt;during the holidays, a day was only 8 hours because I sleep the other 16 hours.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got everything ready and waiting for classes to commence on monday.&lt;br /&gt;I will be taking A-levels (arts),&lt;br /&gt;I have Law, Busines Studies and Accounting.&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention I loved accounting? .. so yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books for a lvls are pretty expensive though.. a few hundred per book or so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just like meeting people! New people especially, come to think of it, maybe hospitality industry would really suit me very well indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel time is passing slow and I am missing my friends..&lt;br /&gt;Some flew out of the country, some waiting&amp;nbsp; for results and some are working part-times...&lt;br /&gt;It comes to a point where you start to realise that we no longer see each other everyday anymore.&lt;br /&gt;It's sad. But hey, we could always go out..&lt;br /&gt;Hope to keep in touch with everyone because it isn't easy knowing you all... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could discover many types of people in college, some were friendly, some were determined to be friendly, and some are not, but whoever this people are, I am determined to be a friend. &lt;br /&gt;I guess you could say I don't really care what people think or do as long I have already fullfiled what I need to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile that I haven't blog...&lt;br /&gt;Now my post is soo long.&lt;br /&gt;bear with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone who is having trouble getting through the week or month I wish you the best of luck.&lt;br /&gt;It takes time to know someone and to convince someone you can be trusted. It's all hardwork and plenty of effort is needed but in the long run you might just found your best friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tata-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-3321830171087775791?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/3321830171087775791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/3321830171087775791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2010/01/college-life-wasnt-bad.html' title='College life wasn&apos;t bad.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-2229741624926290174</id><published>2009-12-29T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T02:13:10.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for the new year?</title><content type='html'>I ve been rushing to do everything I could in 2009. &lt;br /&gt;Friends and families problems and issues and stuffs like that will be in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I always hope we would still able to see each other although is so different now since we were used to seeing each of us everyday, hearing our voice and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things would be different now, new environment and new friends. Did I mention new friends? It makes me even more nervous want to start college so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing for sure, I will not ever change into a different person you used to know, so you could always get back to me and still feel comfortable. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so gonna miss 2009..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: is so difficult to write a blog in the dark, although I am happy running streamyx 4mbps on wireless.. woohoo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-2229741624926290174?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2229741624926290174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2229741624926290174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/12/ready-for-new-year.html' title='Ready for the new year?'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-7546950811791523277</id><published>2009-12-26T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T08:23:39.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been very active after SPM.</title><content type='html'>Getting my hair done at RM300...&lt;br /&gt;Running on my savings now..&lt;br /&gt;Been going for outings for non-stop!! XD&lt;br /&gt;Badminton, Bball, Swimming, BBQ, Prom, Shopping?, Movie and IT IS ALL AWESOME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be in college real soon, less than a week probably.&lt;br /&gt;Orientation day in KDU starts 9 am on 4th January, &lt;br /&gt;It's scary to start school all over again in a new place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging is no longer an addiction for me.. thats why it has been inactive for quite a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;-tata-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-7546950811791523277?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/7546950811791523277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/7546950811791523277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/12/been-very-active-after-spm.html' title='Been very active after SPM.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-3105164433801965429</id><published>2009-12-10T01:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T01:50:17.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, Long time no see. XD</title><content type='html'>I forgot about blogging. &lt;br /&gt;Hmm, now that SPM is really over.&lt;br /&gt;I should be energetic and happy but I am not.&lt;br /&gt;Reason? I got sick before Chemistry paper due to caffeine overload.&lt;br /&gt;I was suffering from stomach cramps, cold sweat, vomitting, gastric pain, light headed and nausea. &lt;br /&gt;And I was lucky paper 3 wasn't as difficult as I thought.&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for soap exp. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i think everyone has a lot of stuff to do.&lt;br /&gt;like self maintainence? LOL rebond or perm or coloured or some sort of stuff..&lt;br /&gt;and most of us will be looking for prom dresses and suits.&lt;br /&gt;XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I am going to miss everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Even so, I can always trust facebook to keep in touch. &lt;br /&gt;Unless. . . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they go bankrupt la... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buh-bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;I am so glad I don't have to face you anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-3105164433801965429?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/3105164433801965429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/3105164433801965429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi-long-time-no-see-xd.html' title='Hi, Long time no see. XD'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-1761537864179837524</id><published>2009-11-11T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T23:08:47.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart Finally Learns To Smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs069.snc3/13664_172921838788_612228788_2841968_2116860_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" sr="true" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs069.snc3/13664_172921838788_612228788_2841968_2116860_n.jpg" width="157" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm happy with the people I am spending with now and everyday. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm smiling everyday thinking about them. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's amazing that all this years before I have truly been hiding myself and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tolerating with others because I have always believe that &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;making people happy is making me happy as well, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but it does't always goes my way. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The smile I saw is the smile that &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I truly believes is the real me after so many years.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-1761537864179837524?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1761537864179837524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1761537864179837524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-heart-finally-learns-to-smile.html' title='My Heart Finally Learns To Smile.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-8619302810413457110</id><published>2009-10-03T19:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T19:48:45.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AWAY...</title><content type='html'>I think I wont be available online for a veryyyy long time. It is a hard challenge but I think I should. SPM needs to be done.&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;BYE BYE! ^^v&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/7041344709964700096-8619302810413457110?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/8619302810413457110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/8619302810413457110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/10/away.html' title='AWAY...'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-6898904911794208416</id><published>2009-10-03T19:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T19:28:58.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hehe =D</title><content type='html'>My dad is BACK!...&lt;br /&gt;I am happy! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though SPM is getting nearer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gambate Everyone! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-6898904911794208416?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/6898904911794208416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/6898904911794208416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/10/hehe-d.html' title='hehe =D'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-8233558511062821651</id><published>2009-10-02T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T21:51:24.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I wish money wasnt needed.</title><content type='html'>I do hope that things are going to be better than worst.&lt;br /&gt;I dont think I can handle any more surprise from Mr. Satan at a moment like this.&lt;br /&gt;Bring me away from all temptations and greeds for I do not want to participate the parade in hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For God So Loved The World, He Gave His Only Son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope that some miracle to happen soon.&lt;br /&gt;I am not giving in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-8233558511062821651?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/8233558511062821651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/8233558511062821651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/10/how-i-wish-money-wasnt-needed.html' title='How I wish money wasnt needed.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-1454487887876045192</id><published>2009-10-01T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T21:14:09.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life just sucks the way it is.</title><content type='html'>Hmm, and I thought I was getting through it.&lt;br /&gt;When is the time where you should be researching on colleges and applying for the earliest intake, then your mom loses her job. haih.&lt;br /&gt;I really hope she make it through the interview this week.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy coming back from vietnam this saturday, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I even make it to college in times like this?&lt;br /&gt;Certainly I dont wanna see my dreams shatter like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how certain classes acted when begging for marks when they are not even near the borderline. It sucks to see the kiasu-ness in them. I mean when you get A1 isnt it enough? College and SPM results dont show you the real marks. Does it make you smarter begging for marks? LOL. Some teachers are really pissed off la. Even the moment you received the paper, learn to look at your own mistakes instead of throwing a success book in front of teacher showing this and that. Personally I find it very rude to challenge a teacher with her knowledge unless she had carelessly marked your paper wrong. Book smart doesnt mean your street smart. XD.&lt;br /&gt;You never know in future you'll be working under people like us you use to think we're the not-so-smart type. Think Again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-1454487887876045192?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1454487887876045192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1454487887876045192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/10/life-just-sucks-way-it-is.html' title='Life just sucks the way it is.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-4326401809260786243</id><published>2009-09-23T13:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T13:51:44.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Complicated enough.</title><content type='html'>It is already complicated to see my life trying to please some people.&lt;br /&gt;Taking care and protecting them from getting hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Because if they were hurt, it will hurt me more...&lt;br /&gt;But I can only see some who were trying to use my weak point as an advantage to attack me.&lt;br /&gt;or least trying to make me feel guilthy and blames me for whatever happened in their lives when I myself were trying all my best to give.&lt;br /&gt;It isnt fair to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One after another...&lt;br /&gt;how much more will I have to endure this..?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-4326401809260786243?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4326401809260786243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4326401809260786243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/09/complicated-enough.html' title='Complicated enough.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-2123668217619095702</id><published>2009-09-23T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T01:21:15.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused.</title><content type='html'>Unfortunately, I cannot define the word love.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, how long will it last till it is gone. One blow and it is off like a candle but the hot wax will still hurt when in comes contact with your hands.&lt;br /&gt;well, i think friends are love but they too don't last very long for some. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I just don't understand why some people don't learn to move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-2123668217619095702?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2123668217619095702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2123668217619095702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/09/confused.html' title='Confused.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-8459632540527578889</id><published>2009-09-20T01:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T02:01:26.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time.</title><content type='html'>It has been a verrrrrrrryyyyyyyyy long time since I ve blog.&lt;br /&gt;So many things happened that I think blogging is not fast enough.&lt;br /&gt;I used to blog just to inform friends of different class of my situation and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that trials are over..&lt;br /&gt;How come I dont get the exciting feeling no more.&lt;br /&gt;It was because the days to SPM were getting nearer. And I am just not ready or want to be ready for it. It is just torturing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished there is always time for friends and interactions. I prefer my life that way instead of taking exams. I wished to party all day long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-8459632540527578889?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/8459632540527578889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/8459632540527578889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-time.html' title='Long time.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-6252916569714326083</id><published>2009-09-13T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T00:17:56.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Wish</title><content type='html'>For a friend I know dearly and love for almost more than 9 whole years.&lt;br /&gt;Here is a special post for you, my bestfriend, lover, wife, darling, and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;TO &lt;em&gt;MOK HSU WEI!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;*live with that name*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;aka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;MOKY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, I know the fact you're hot. You can stop being high....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And also you've been a wonderful friend to me who stick with me even through the toughest moments of losing a best friend, a gang and other problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You were the first to trust me and the one who would actually stuck up for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You speak my words and do my actions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You're like a twin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am glad and grateful to have you as a friend that would most probably last a lifetime or even eternal..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Your presence in my life is my most precious memory and I wouldnt trade it with anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU! MUACKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;XOXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-6252916569714326083?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/6252916569714326083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/6252916569714326083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/09/birthday-wish.html' title='Birthday Wish'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-997371833074928068</id><published>2009-08-19T20:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T20:26:20.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Current Obsession.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/Sovu268tAlI/AAAAAAAAChc/aAPfZjqrKOQ/s1600-h/file_down2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371649607873659474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/Sovu268tAlI/AAAAAAAAChc/aAPfZjqrKOQ/s400/file_down2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ain't she hot?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ga In from Brown Eyed Girls. Why her? The Goth with thick black eyeliners and dark eyeshadows. It's hot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Korean has changed for a new look. The sexy look. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;An Official Fan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Truly Talented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-997371833074928068?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/997371833074928068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/997371833074928068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-current-obsession.html' title='My Current Obsession.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/Sovu268tAlI/AAAAAAAAChc/aAPfZjqrKOQ/s72-c/file_down2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-4363939109955941039</id><published>2009-08-19T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T20:21:25.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it really true...</title><content type='html'>I've taken a personality quiz somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;It stated that when I am in a dillema, I used anger to cover it up.&lt;br /&gt;It just happens frequently.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-4363939109955941039?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4363939109955941039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4363939109955941039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-it-really-true.html' title='Is it really true...'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-6519385706105479445</id><published>2009-08-16T23:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T23:18:04.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brown Eyed Girls - How Come + Wonder Girls - Nobody (Remix)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/xqnZGECh-hY' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/xqnZGECh-hY'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;another.. ^^v&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-6519385706105479445?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/6519385706105479445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/6519385706105479445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/08/brown-eyed-girls-how-come-wonder-girls.html' title='Brown Eyed Girls - How Come + Wonder Girls - Nobody (Remix)'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-1380885433798504041</id><published>2009-07-19T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:13:05.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>Something caught my attention today at church.&lt;br /&gt;It was surprising because it answers my questions.&lt;br /&gt;The quote was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Love God is to Love People Around You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and  I refuse to give up loving people simply because I refuse to stop loving Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That will be my new motto for life!!! ^^v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-1380885433798504041?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1380885433798504041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1380885433798504041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/07/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-4240572622463897287</id><published>2009-07-18T19:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T19:18:50.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored.</title><content type='html'>Sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love sundresses and loves the whole innocent ambience, people may deny the fact that your sweet and innocent because of your wild and funny ways but you are, you just like to step out of the box once and a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and now I dont feel like getting back into the box..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-4240572622463897287?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4240572622463897287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4240572622463897287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/07/bored.html' title='Bored.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-1443942180312451332</id><published>2009-07-18T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T18:57:31.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red</title><content type='html'>Roses&lt;br /&gt;Elmo&lt;br /&gt;Patrick the Red Dog&lt;br /&gt;Apples&lt;br /&gt;Shirtliff&lt;br /&gt;Red Viva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Red!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dont really mind anymore, it's not the first time anyways and I am glad to know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thank you for making my life down most of the time, without you I'll never knew what depression was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The lies and fake promises...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-1443942180312451332?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1443942180312451332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1443942180312451332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/07/red.html' title='Red'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-2224406879415214397</id><published>2009-07-18T17:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T17:38:04.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 litres of tears..</title><content type='html'>I think facial hurts...&lt;br /&gt;When you are actually going for extreme purification...&lt;br /&gt;=.= pinching whiteheads and blackheads on the nose is the part I hated most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;how could you be so heartless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-2224406879415214397?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2224406879415214397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2224406879415214397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/07/10-litres-of-tears.html' title='10 litres of tears..'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-2090492351842573345</id><published>2009-07-17T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T22:44:52.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perhaps it was a gift...</title><content type='html'>I realised that so many people I 've read...&lt;br /&gt;They turn out to be exactly the way I thought...&lt;br /&gt;Some were easy and obvious eventhough they tried hard to cover up their motives and emotions.&lt;br /&gt;I see that without saying a word.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes by the looks of someone's eyes or the way they act.&lt;br /&gt;I can simply figure out.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it was a gift...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to be able to see so many things,&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me so much because I am not worthy to help.&lt;br /&gt;That I could only sit there and watch things happen their way.&lt;br /&gt;That I couldnt offer help to fix things because I knew too well.&lt;br /&gt;When people don't trust me when I know I am right,&lt;br /&gt;I just couldnt force it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to help all the time,&lt;br /&gt;I never intend to hurt anyone,&lt;br /&gt;I did it out of love...&lt;br /&gt;And it hurts when people refuse to believe what I said because I really love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say "peisun, it is impossible to love everyone... It isnt right to believe that friends last forever..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I've never give up loving because Jesus didn't.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loved us without knowing us...&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand why others cant do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I nearly cried today thinking that nobody loves each other when God is trying so hard that he even gave his begotten son for he so loved the world...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why be selfish when He is selfless?&lt;br /&gt;Why be boastful when He has everything you need?&lt;br /&gt;Why make other people suffer when He tried his best helping the other?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't love each other when He love you unconditionally?&lt;br /&gt;Why search eternal love on someone else when you have Him to yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Why wont you turn back to Him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got frustrated looking at them...&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the stubborn ways they always think they are right when all I can see is that they were repeating mistakes all the time...&lt;br /&gt;I believe no one is perfect either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am definitely &lt;strong&gt;not perfect&lt;/strong&gt; at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see &lt;strong&gt;some &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;trying to influence another&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hurting one another&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;being lonely on the inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lack of love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wants to get attention&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;has a sensitive soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;trying to act tough when they are sad inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;being scare&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;being revengeful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so many more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gift of sight,&lt;br /&gt;Was God trying to give me a message all the time?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I always get hurt from things people couldn't see?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I get frustrated when one dont see the way I see things clearly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray and pray,&lt;br /&gt;And the more I do to be with Him,&lt;br /&gt;the sight of people has become so much clearer.&lt;br /&gt;The world is full of evilness now that I rather die than to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some, you may think I'm crapping.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;Because you don't see the way I see it.&lt;br /&gt;Because you'll never understand how it hurts when God put so much effort and people just brush it away...&lt;br /&gt;It is like when your parents trying hard to give you tuition, all tutorings and all the money they spent, and you just couldnt be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;It is SAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know living here in this world, I couldnt do much.&lt;br /&gt;All I can do, is try to make the world a better place.&lt;br /&gt;I ll still continue loving even when they dont appreciates it.&lt;br /&gt;Because I know God appreciates what I am trying to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-2090492351842573345?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2090492351842573345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2090492351842573345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/07/perhaps-it-was-gift.html' title='Perhaps it was a gift...'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-8764036306750901766</id><published>2009-07-16T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T17:45:55.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Lost.</title><content type='html'>I got chosen for chemistry quiz. So what cha say?&lt;br /&gt;We did the quiz today, we had to sit separately in the Chem Lab.&lt;br /&gt;So, the quiz..&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. TWO WORDS. DAMN TOUGH!&lt;br /&gt;I didnt study but I did read through..&lt;br /&gt;cramming everything in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;I still LOVE chemistry btw..&lt;br /&gt;But that quiz was really tough and I thought it was at University Level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;I ve been sleeping in class a lot. One hour to two hours straight due to absence of teacher in the class.&lt;br /&gt;I just sleep and sleep and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be free from thinking and all the things happening around me.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to shut myself from the world I am living in right now hoping that Form 5 pass really quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Sure I ll be missing you guys a lot.&lt;br /&gt;But hell ya I ll make more new friends.&lt;br /&gt;dang, I love meeting new people!&lt;br /&gt;It gives me a great feeling of excitement in my stomache each time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got selected for some games held in SBS next tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;SUPER COOL!&lt;br /&gt;I mean like you get to ponteng school from 11.30am-4.30pm to their school in ur PJ's to play!&lt;br /&gt;OMG. and you get a cert for doing that.&lt;br /&gt;God Just Loves Me So Much!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He always reward me something for not being worried.&lt;br /&gt;Like the car loan, the torchlight for the car that my grandma suddenly had to give me one when I least expected it, was thinking about cert that day and now I can get extra, and a lot of stuff He has done for me. I am grateful. I'm glad I'm back to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossips or Study isnt really my thing.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. I just couldnt hang around doing that eventhough I am a girl.&lt;br /&gt;I mean like dont they get bored laughing at things that isnt really funny and random which I find it very very lame.&lt;br /&gt;I somehow find it childish, but different people have their ways of having fun, I guess I should respect that.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, I pretend to laugh along. Be truth to yourselves, like you never done it before!&lt;br /&gt;I am a bad actress and you can easily spot me if I was bored.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer joking around with each other, making fun and actually give a big laugh about everything said. Humour. Carefree. Openess. Laugh. Making sense.&lt;br /&gt;I need FUN desperately. Give me a big laugh and I ll stop sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;I cant take it being in class rotting day by day.&lt;br /&gt;Help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm,&lt;br /&gt;would you said that the song Come Back to Me-Utada Hikaru addictive?&lt;br /&gt;Come back, baby come to me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-8764036306750901766?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/8764036306750901766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/8764036306750901766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-lost.html' title='I&apos;m Lost.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-7204327914041586762</id><published>2009-07-13T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T00:01:04.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm...</title><content type='html'>Drunk-ed and a bit high!&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. nope I didnt had any drinks to do with alcohol or anything.&lt;br /&gt;Really high..&lt;br /&gt;LOL.. at least this time I dont go around saying I love you.&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 2.30am yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;And woke up before 5am.. tsk tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not good for pimples...&lt;br /&gt;Not doing homework..&lt;br /&gt;Tired.&lt;br /&gt;Why? Didnt take nap? Why? finishing last minute touch ups on layouts and trying to create a layout from scratch but didnt work. It doesnt look nice and I am out of ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I underestimate SPM. I cant help it when there is 1A and 2A.. It's still A to me.&lt;br /&gt;If they are good enough, maybe in the future they ll have 1A,2A up to 9A... muahahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-7204327914041586762?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/7204327914041586762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/7204327914041586762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/07/hmm.html' title='Hmm...'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-643047574668529719</id><published>2009-07-11T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:34:50.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Braces OFF!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/Sliw2ThHsiI/AAAAAAAAChU/BZoWikM5C4A/s1600-h/DSC02058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357226203755819554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/Sliw2ThHsiI/AAAAAAAAChU/BZoWikM5C4A/s320/DSC02058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; still got retainers la..&lt;br /&gt;have to wear six months..&lt;br /&gt;muahahah...&lt;br /&gt;like i will .. =.=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-643047574668529719?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/643047574668529719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/643047574668529719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/07/braces-off.html' title='Braces OFF!!!'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/Sliw2ThHsiI/AAAAAAAAChU/BZoWikM5C4A/s72-c/DSC02058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-9068281899303956838</id><published>2009-07-10T19:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:44:57.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>I have learn a valuable lesson. Nobody is greater or more powerful to change than &lt;strong&gt;HIM&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I hope it is not too late to realise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont really give a damn on the small problems occuring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I have put my burdens on Him, my problems slowly washes away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Because,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how you tried to change things, they will never turn out your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is because it was His duty and you tried to take over, it never works that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make things easier and just follow along with a smile on your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Let Him take your burden and worries, because that is what Jesus did when He died for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things really got out of hand, learn to backaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When you know is impossible, let Him handle because only He will and can make a difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Backaway doesnt mean that you lose, it just shows that you 're willing to give in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Because you've always hold your pride and dignity, things never solved. Be humble and modest so He could work His ways for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why waste all your time and effort trying to prove something you think you're not or somebody you wanna change. Be yourself. And if people have problem with that, it is their problem not you. Count your blessings. Stop trying to change people and always think others to blame. Learn to be mature. Always see things from different perspectives and you cant force others to see what you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So learn a new quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You've got a problem with me? Talk to Him!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You've got a problem with him/her? Talk to Him!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ps: your own actions is &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; the best. He knew what we need, we just have to ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-9068281899303956838?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/9068281899303956838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/9068281899303956838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-617596871388777907</id><published>2009-07-10T00:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T00:29:45.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hwayobi. HOT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hwayobi.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/the-gold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://hwayobi.files.wordpress.com/2009/07/the-gold.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Artist: &lt;strong&gt;Hwayobi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Album: The Gold (Best Album)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Release Date: 2009.07.03&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Language: Korean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Genre: R&amp;amp;B, Ballad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Comprised of: Female Solo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 습관의 노트/ Knocks of habit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 바보/ Fool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 어떤가요/ What’s going on ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4 당신과의 키스를 세어보아요/ Counting number of kisses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5 얼룩진 거울/ Hover around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6 Lie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7 Lost season&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8 금세 달아나/Going way soon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9 미안하지만 이렇게 해요/Sorry but let’s do it this way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10Can u tell me…?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11 그런 일은/ Something like that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12 눈물/ Tears&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;13 사막을 나는 나비/ A butterfly in the dessert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;14 언제라도/ Anytime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;taken from &lt;a href="http://hwayobi-enchantedhaven.net/"&gt;http://hwayobi-enchantedhaven.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love all her songs weihh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They are slow and stretchy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Her vocals are so beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Listen to "anytime" in my playlist. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-617596871388777907?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/617596871388777907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/617596871388777907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/07/hwayobi-hot.html' title='Hwayobi. HOT'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-5125424150281165410</id><published>2009-07-08T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T17:36:31.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAIRCUT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/SlRnerYRltI/AAAAAAAACgk/WvqieEO9JBw/s1600-h/haircut1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356019633588639442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/SlRnerYRltI/AAAAAAAACgk/WvqieEO9JBw/s400/haircut1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I am obses with getting a haircut..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went back to APT because I am so sick of my fringe I couldnt even wait a day to cut it off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this time I had a senior stylist. The price is the same as professional in e3. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So RM35 gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wash+cut+blowdry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He told me that my fringe is nice and doesnt really need trimming but I was aiming for a short fringe. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's kinda what you get for having a short forehead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He found out I was going for a japanese look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, he try his best to blow dry wavy for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm happy. But not sure about going back there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he said my hair was long enough to perm and coloured. And he thought I was a college student. LOL. So, he said my hair looks fine but just too black..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cut away those memories....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-5125424150281165410?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/5125424150281165410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/5125424150281165410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/07/haircut.html' title='HAIRCUT!'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/SlRnerYRltI/AAAAAAAACgk/WvqieEO9JBw/s72-c/haircut1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-8412608868458812580</id><published>2009-07-07T16:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T17:05:19.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neighbour.</title><content type='html'>Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;I live in a condo.&lt;br /&gt;Recently a chinese family move in opposite our lot. So we kinda share the walkway.&lt;br /&gt;They seem to be nice people. They often leave their doors open. So everytime we walk by we could see their place. I really think they have never lived in condos before because they are the first ones I see who keep their doors open everyday. Hmm... and my mom says is cool because then they could keep an eye on our house as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I think they have little children with a elder brother.&lt;br /&gt;I was on my way out to fetch my sister.&lt;br /&gt;He was leaving the house as well when his mom asked him where is he going.&lt;br /&gt;He mumbles some reasons because he saw me locked my door.&lt;br /&gt;It was funny because he walked to the lift and his mom was curious where he went.&lt;br /&gt;I caught him staring at me in the lift. Probably he was curious about neighbours. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;I was going to say hi and start a conver like "hmm.. you've just moved here?"&lt;br /&gt;But then I realised talking to strangers isnt a really good idea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-8412608868458812580?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/8412608868458812580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/8412608868458812580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/07/neighbour.html' title='Neighbour.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-4291971314216091913</id><published>2009-07-05T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T10:36:11.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o.O</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://x28.xanga.com/8f3c717311730200908473/z155722441.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://x28.xanga.com/8f3c717311730200908473/z155722441.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i love this curls... hair still not long enough.. ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-4291971314216091913?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4291971314216091913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4291971314216091913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/07/oo.html' title='o.O'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-4768887532275634697</id><published>2009-07-05T00:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T01:04:26.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Facial.</title><content type='html'>Don't laugh!&lt;br /&gt;see, I am not that rich ookay?&lt;br /&gt;I had my first facial today, Lancome brand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom has this coupon thing for facial, so she sign me up.&lt;br /&gt;It lasted for two hours.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face condition was terrible and it was embarassing.&lt;br /&gt;Her name calling was same as mine.. but her's spelled Shan Shan.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;But she managed to "clean" my face...&lt;br /&gt;She pressed her fingers onto my face until her fingers turn numb..&lt;br /&gt;I felt so sorry for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much milias in skin.&lt;br /&gt;She used needles and tweezers to extract them one by one..&lt;br /&gt;I kept tearing because the pain was unbearable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be taking my braces next saturday, and the next saturday another facial..&lt;br /&gt;and I might plan to permed my hair soon.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: glad to announce that my stage of depression has return to its normal state. Not completely recovered but it is mild now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When somebody trying to promote something, they always begin with " Miss, miss..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, I had one of this incidents..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A celcom dude actually chased me all the way to the lrt.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he smiled at me as i was walking faster.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he knew I was trying to avoid.. =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;luckily i had a touch and go card.. i manage to get pass him. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-4768887532275634697?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4768887532275634697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4768887532275634697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-facial.html' title='First Facial.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-8995114441114747903</id><published>2009-07-03T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T20:10:08.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><content type='html'>Goodness!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMGOMG..&lt;br /&gt;now is already july la..&lt;br /&gt;sedarla..&lt;br /&gt;need to study edi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start now or regret for the rest of your life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-8995114441114747903?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/8995114441114747903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/8995114441114747903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/07/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-6452004655054277210</id><published>2009-07-02T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T17:01:55.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slightly relieved...</title><content type='html'>Bring me back to your hands, Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever let me leave you again.&lt;br /&gt;I can't breathe or survive.&lt;br /&gt;You know how much I needed you.&lt;br /&gt;You gave me everything I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;You answers all my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;I am just grateful you're there watching every steps I make.&lt;br /&gt;I Love You, Jesus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-6452004655054277210?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/6452004655054277210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/6452004655054277210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/07/slightly-relieved.html' title='Slightly relieved...'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-4115214370146448832</id><published>2009-06-30T17:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T17:32:44.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>need more to say...</title><content type='html'>Arrrgh...&lt;br /&gt;I hate it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symptoms for clinical depression include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changes in mood:&lt;br /&gt;- Feeling sad, irritable or just having a generally "low" mood lasting for several weeks at a time&lt;br /&gt;- Feeling hopeless, worthless, helpless&lt;br /&gt;- Feeling empty, hollow, or numb&lt;br /&gt;- Not in the mood to do things you normally enjoy; not getting any pleasure out of favourite activities&lt;br /&gt;- Feeling overly anxious about insignificant things&lt;br /&gt;- Feeling excessively guilty over things you can't control&lt;br /&gt;- Feeling very unmotivated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed thought patterns:&lt;br /&gt;- Being overly self-critical&lt;br /&gt;- Feeling indecisive&lt;br /&gt;- Poor concentration and memory&lt;br /&gt;- Thoughts of death (in family members, friends)&lt;br /&gt;- Thoughts/intention of/to suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changes in behaviour:&lt;br /&gt;- Crying&lt;br /&gt;- Avoiding social situations, including just being around friends and family&lt;br /&gt;- Increased use of alcohol or other drugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling different physically:&lt;br /&gt;- Either loss of appetite or increased appetite&lt;br /&gt;- Either trouble getting to sleep/staying asleep, or sleeping too much&lt;br /&gt;- Headaches&lt;br /&gt;- Inexplicable back pain or pain in other areas&lt;br /&gt;- Nausea/vomiting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-4115214370146448832?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4115214370146448832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/4115214370146448832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/06/need-more-to-say.html' title='need more to say...'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-2747797890597900537</id><published>2009-06-30T15:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T15:37:24.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unbearable.</title><content type='html'>It is the worst day in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Tearing for more than an hour lasted from recess until after school.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes hurt damn badly. My headache is worsen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It attacks me the night before. So, today morning I was kinda restless with mild headache throughout the day. I was having gastric and wanted to vomit. So I prefer not to eat. And no I am not sick. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I felt like all of you were 'them' today and before I knew it, tears stroll down my cheeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Because after that very day, they were gone for the rest of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Leaving a painful memory and a deep scar...&lt;br /&gt;And I am afraid all of you'll too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-2747797890597900537?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2747797890597900537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/2747797890597900537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/06/unbearable.html' title='Unbearable.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-6728342864528835852</id><published>2009-06-29T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T23:53:55.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm miserable.</title><content type='html'>Raining nowadays is making more people flu.&lt;br /&gt;My headaches has been coming back once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;No idea why, might be stress or me not wearing my glasses which is putting a strain on my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today?...&lt;br /&gt;A van just drove pass me and splash puddles of water all over me.&lt;br /&gt;And I think I shouted the **** word so loud at him.&lt;br /&gt;More like " What the ****?"...&lt;br /&gt;luckily it was raining heavily. =.=&lt;br /&gt;nobody heard me.&lt;br /&gt;It was total spontaneous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, despite I tried to hard jumping away from puddles to avoid myself getting wet, a stupid van driver can be sooo inconsiderate.&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? another saga nearly hit me at the side of the streets!&lt;br /&gt;Can't he see a pedestrian is walking? I mean is that too hard to steer your wheel a little to the right? ... Malaysian drivers.. rude and considerate.&lt;br /&gt;But what the hell? I am a M'sian too.. and a driver.&lt;br /&gt;I hold a promise to be a considerate driver.&lt;br /&gt;To care about pedestrians and avoid being a road bully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be drunk in my fantasies, and never wake me up tomorrow. Gosh, I just don't know how to handle this freaking mental problem. It is driving me nuts to the extend that I am depress for being depress. Probably I got so depress that I dont really know what am I depress about.&lt;br /&gt;I need a lollipop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tata-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-6728342864528835852?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/6728342864528835852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/6728342864528835852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-miserable.html' title='I&apos;m miserable.'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-8308838965103134479</id><published>2009-06-29T17:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:26:14.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The most boring day ever!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352709516155848418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/Skik8fBShuI/AAAAAAAACgc/96L69YhoV4g/s400/DSC02040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes I think the koop uniform is the &lt;strong&gt;hottest &lt;/strong&gt;wear in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hate speeches...&lt;br /&gt;really.. I mean like the trials are like 2 more months?&lt;br /&gt;Teachers cant finish their syllabus? and they still can waste our time like that...&lt;br /&gt;They could have done it after the trials..&lt;br /&gt;at least that time we finish our syllabus.&lt;br /&gt;Right a not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cant understand how some people do things... no offence =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PS: I am getting fatter... OMAGAWD... how la? on diet soon, skips lunch and probably breakfast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-8308838965103134479?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/8308838965103134479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/8308838965103134479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/06/most-boring-day-ever.html' title='The most boring day ever!!'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/Skik8fBShuI/AAAAAAAACgc/96L69YhoV4g/s72-c/DSC02040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-8397517969577805316</id><published>2009-06-28T01:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T16:51:46.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>I am happy and satisfied with what I have now.&lt;br /&gt;I will cherished everyone of you in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;The ones who are worth my smile and love.&lt;br /&gt;The ones who sees me beyond I can see myself.&lt;br /&gt;The ones who spoke my mind when I am silent.&lt;br /&gt;The ones who cheer me up despite a big smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;The ones who didnt judge me from what you see.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;I am not turning back. I hope when I fall I would have someone to catch me because I aint looking back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;that includes.. moky,khoimeng,joey,ivan,zh,keeyi,jeremy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;weijie,szekitt,weekeat,max,annsin,mayyen,ivy,jeanyinn,xinwei, and many more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&gt;.&lt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we went to taylors' today to do our accounting quiz..&lt;br /&gt;dont feel like updating about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-8397517969577805316?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/8397517969577805316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/8397517969577805316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_28.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041344709964700096.post-1468688755505445834</id><published>2009-06-27T15:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T15:40:06.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;I feel like being a guy for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;I have such a care-free and fun personality that I felt it was wasted on me being a girl.&lt;br /&gt;There is so much rules into being a girl to be accepted.&lt;br /&gt;I just hate to see why so many girls want to keep a good-girl impression.&lt;br /&gt;It irritates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young, some aunts would tell me to not talk loud everytime a word is spoken, to sit up perfectly straight, keep your elbows off the table, walk with your head held high and not laugh too much. Call me rude but I felt like slapping her and say. "What the **** is your problem? Who are you to demand of me?". Gladly I was only 12 years old and luckily she wasnt my mother or else I would have run off long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;That was just depressing. Being well kept in a cage so that you are able to get married later. *lame traditional excuse*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main point?&lt;br /&gt;I dont like to be push around. I dont like to be demanded. I want to be who I want to be. Nobody can ask me to be somebody.&lt;br /&gt;If you asked me to do something against my will.&lt;br /&gt;I will die trying to rebel against you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing and nobody is excluded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7041344709964700096-1468688755505445834?l=sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1468688755505445834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7041344709964700096/posts/default/1468688755505445834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetdesiresnpassion.blogspot.com/2009/06/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes...'/><author><name>Kelly, Pei  Sun</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05587131639788620556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G6Bo_0crY78/TGfkThTPTHI/AAAAAAAACjE/WK3enooIeck/S220/Picture+0157.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
