<?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-7723722</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:58:33.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Of Mistakes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>236</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-2474492331947002276</id><published>2009-05-01T20:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T20:39:11.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 'IF'</title><content type='html'>Believe me, I've been asking myself this question over and over again in my head for the past weeks/month. Plus, with the unexpected event that happened recently, it just made me think of it more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://dc136.4shared.com/flash/flvplayer.swf" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="file=http://dc136.4shared.com/img/93697933/843603e0/dlink__2Fdownload_2F93697933_2F843603e0_2FN.mp3_3Ftsid_3D20090501-081747-b6c6a60b/preview.mp3&amp;amp;link=http://www.4shared.com/file/93697933/843603e0/Nickelback_-_If_Today_Was_Your_Last_Day.html&amp;amp;plugins=revolt-1&amp;amp;logo=http://dc136.4shared.com/images/logo.png&amp;amp;image=http://dc136.4shared.com/images/icons/misc/mp3_200x180.jpg" height="250" width="420"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nickelback - If Today Was The Last Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;quote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend gave me the best advice&lt;br /&gt;He said each day's a gift and not a given right&lt;br /&gt;Leave no stone unturned, leave your fears behind&lt;br /&gt;And try to take the path less traveled by&lt;br /&gt;That first step you take is the longest stride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow was too late&lt;br /&gt;Could you say goodbye to yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Would you live each moment like your last?&lt;br /&gt;Leave old pictures in the past&lt;br /&gt;Donate every dime you have?&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against the grain should be a way of life&lt;br /&gt;What's worth the prize is always worth the fight&lt;br /&gt;Every second counts 'cause there's no second try&lt;br /&gt;So live like you'll never live it twice&lt;br /&gt;Don't take the free ride in your own life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow was too late&lt;br /&gt;Could you say goodbye to yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Would you live each moment like your last?&lt;br /&gt;Leave old pictures in the past&lt;br /&gt;Donate every dime you have?&lt;br /&gt;Would you call old friends you never see?&lt;br /&gt;Reminisce of memories&lt;br /&gt;Would you forgive your enemies?&lt;br /&gt;Would you find that one you're dreamin' of?&lt;br /&gt;Swear up and down to God above&lt;br /&gt;That you finally fall in love&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day&lt;br /&gt;Would you make your mark by mending a broken heart?&lt;br /&gt;You know it's never too late to shoot for the stars&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of who you are&lt;br /&gt;So do whatever it takes&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you can't rewind a moment in this life&lt;br /&gt;Let nothin' stand in your way&lt;br /&gt;Cause the hands of time are never on your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow was too late&lt;br /&gt;Could you say goodbye to yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you live each moment like your last?&lt;br /&gt;Leave old pictures in the past&lt;br /&gt;Donate every dime you have?&lt;br /&gt;Would you call old friends you never see?&lt;br /&gt;Reminisce of memories&lt;br /&gt;Would you forgive your enemies?&lt;br /&gt;Would you find that one you're dreamin' of?&lt;br /&gt;Swear up and down to God above&lt;br /&gt;That you finally fall in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If today was your last day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/quote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-2474492331947002276?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/2474492331947002276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/2474492331947002276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/05/if.html' title='The &apos;IF&apos;'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-6497362939095741696</id><published>2009-04-13T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T23:01:22.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Commitment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SeNSuIJRNjI/AAAAAAAAAL4/DGiE87_gcYk/s1600-h/wallie-fma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SeNSuIJRNjI/AAAAAAAAAL4/DGiE87_gcYk/s320/wallie-fma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324190136895878706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I would like to announce my next project - vectorise this ^&lt;br /&gt;I love the pic &amp;amp; decide to make a wallie. But something's off. Then I figured it'd be perfect if it was vectorised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which will take ages depending on the items/objects on this image. We'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;There is a high possibility I'll just change to a Sho wallie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-6497362939095741696?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/6497362939095741696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/6497362939095741696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/04/commitment.html' title='The Commitment'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SeNSuIJRNjI/AAAAAAAAAL4/DGiE87_gcYk/s72-c/wallie-fma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-2502299684500728166</id><published>2009-03-06T20:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T20:15:34.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ninofied Desk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SbESHBgLGVI/AAAAAAAAALw/yRNKW-Kq13Q/s1600-h/ninofied.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SbESHBgLGVI/AAAAAAAAALw/yRNKW-Kq13Q/s320/ninofied.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310045347518290258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I go saying I have to find more Sho wallies, but my Desktop is totally Ninofied.&lt;br /&gt;Can't help it. It looks soooo messy. But seriously, whenever I have my applications open, they fill up my whole monitor (esp this FireFox) so it doesn't bother me much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I haven't been in MSN for ages! Now that it's been Nino-pimped, I'm going to be using MSN for quite abit. Just staring at the picture. (Now MSN come with skins too! - I know I'm way behind on this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now I'm back to blogging, MSN-ing, graphic-ing.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see how long this lasts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-2502299684500728166?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/2502299684500728166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/2502299684500728166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/03/ninofied-desk.html' title='The Ninofied Desk'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SbESHBgLGVI/AAAAAAAAALw/yRNKW-Kq13Q/s72-c/ninofied.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-2074472260684665006</id><published>2009-03-03T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T00:57:34.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Comeback</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SawP6FjoD8I/AAAAAAAAALo/UAFWI9R9L_Y/s1600-h/%5BMovie%5D+Pikanchi+Double+-+Life+is+Hard+Dakara+Happy.avi_000349154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 185px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SawP6FjoD8I/AAAAAAAAALo/UAFWI9R9L_Y/s320/%5BMovie%5D+Pikanchi+Double+-+Life+is+Hard+Dakara+Happy.avi_000349154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308635551361404866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to collect some Sho wallies now. I will stock up on Nino wallies again later on.&lt;br /&gt;Hello.&lt;br /&gt;I believe this year will be alot of fun. Hopefully much more 'eventful' than 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already I've found a new obsession. &amp;amp; I think one that's going to last me a long time.&lt;br /&gt;AND I miss GRAPHICS!&lt;br /&gt;LAYOUT EDITING!&lt;br /&gt;PHOTOSHOP!! (It's been rotting in this com, since I bought it more than a year ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done some crazy, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unexpectedly very unlike me&lt;/span&gt; things already.&lt;br /&gt;And its only March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for JULY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-2074472260684665006?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/2074472260684665006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/2074472260684665006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2009/03/comeback.html' title='The Comeback'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SawP6FjoD8I/AAAAAAAAALo/UAFWI9R9L_Y/s72-c/%5BMovie%5D+Pikanchi+Double+-+Life+is+Hard+Dakara+Happy.avi_000349154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-1290235624786611025</id><published>2008-10-27T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T23:38:34.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SQXfs3DV2wI/AAAAAAAAAIU/i8HjnILdwfo/s1600-h/have+i+got+a+story+for+you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 184px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SQXfs3DV2wI/AAAAAAAAAIU/i8HjnILdwfo/s320/have+i+got+a+story+for+you.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261857701437496066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing as how totally inactive Ive been in the blogging world, here's a lil bit of update.&lt;br /&gt;Well, based on the picture above, I really do wish that indeed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have a story &lt;/span&gt;to tell. But I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been pretty mandatory. Everything is almost the same as it was months ago.&lt;br /&gt;Except I've grown. In age.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; updated my desktop, after ages.&lt;br /&gt;Yet to read the book, but can't wait for the twilight movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SQXftMokrtI/AAAAAAAAAIc/12pvFHVvClI/s1600-h/wallie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SQXftMokrtI/AAAAAAAAAIc/12pvFHVvClI/s320/wallie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261857707230801618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerios, everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-1290235624786611025?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/1290235624786611025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/1290235624786611025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2008/10/story.html' title='The Story'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SQXfs3DV2wI/AAAAAAAAAIU/i8HjnILdwfo/s72-c/have+i+got+a+story+for+you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-7572520399886848604</id><published>2008-06-02T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T23:16:03.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The TTSC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SEQLcg15LLI/AAAAAAAAAHw/PoWZ66Na6rc/s1600-h/reaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SEQLcg15LLI/AAAAAAAAAHw/PoWZ66Na6rc/s320/reaper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207299653627358386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Medical leave can be quite useful sometimes. I got the fever the other day. Took two days medical leave (Thurs &amp;amp; Fri). Saturday was my OFF day. Monday was my OFF day too. So basically it was a pretty long weekend. 5 days cooped up at home. Went out only on Sunday, but I'm back to work tmr. Rough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway basically what I did was... took 3 days to complete 18 episodes of Reaper. It's not enough. The show's a blast! I mean I can't stop laughing. The plot is interesting. And Socks ALWAYS makes me laugh. Short summary? Sam's a slacker, who's also a bounty hunter. For the devil - his parents sold his soul before birth. So, Sam, along with his best buds "Socks" &amp;amp; Ben gets a part time job by sending escaped souls back to hell. Like I said. Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway some images below. Kinda spoilery - but not really. From ep12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SEQLfiBvV_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/VoDfPvFJksM/s1600-h/thumbs20080602195929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SEQLfiBvV_I/AAAAAAAAAIA/VoDfPvFJksM/s320/thumbs20080602195929.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207299705485088754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; after that, I took another 2 days to complete Terminator - The Sarah Connor Chronicles. I mean obviously they're showing this on Ch 5 this Weds, but I figured I'm not gonna watch it on TV (work and everything) since I always miss out shows aired during Weeknights. But with only 9 episodes, I'm still wondering how come they'll be playing this on tv so soon. (Along with Pushing Daisies - which I've also already watched)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SEQLfzlWCNI/AAAAAAAAAII/yNIg6WqR-J4/s1600-h/tscc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SEQLfzlWCNI/AAAAAAAAAII/yNIg6WqR-J4/s320/tscc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207299710197827794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SEQLfbP2JUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/cTC5TZKFFVY/s1600-h/thumbs20080602195834.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SEQLfbP2JUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/cTC5TZKFFVY/s320/thumbs20080602195834.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207299703665206594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Previews from EP 5.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Gimme moar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-7572520399886848604?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/7572520399886848604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/7572520399886848604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2008/06/ttsc.html' title='The TTSC'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SEQLcg15LLI/AAAAAAAAAHw/PoWZ66Na6rc/s72-c/reaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-285506357530494591</id><published>2008-05-24T23:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T23:03:17.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sayonara??!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SDg7NhfLu9I/AAAAAAAAAHg/uq1PwI_zRPY/s1600-h/jpai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SDg7NhfLu9I/AAAAAAAAAHg/uq1PwI_zRPY/s320/jpai.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203974472940108754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear customers, seeing as how I am totally neglecting this blog &amp;amp; not even remotely active in the blogging world (or msn/friendster/etc etc), I am contemplating shutting down this thing altogether. Should I? Shouldn't I? I mean all those efforts spent on graphics, html/dreamweaver codings etc etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus its not like I have much to talk about anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Life has been all about work. But what's new? My hobby is using the computer to watch videos (Movies, tv series, cartoons, etc.), listen to music, reading scanlations of graphic novels.&lt;br /&gt;So that's what I'm doing when I'm not working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO I don't have much to talk about except my hobbies right? And at the moment, I'm not even doing much of that since nothing new is available at this point of time. I have this sudden craving to visit Kinokuniya and check out the manga collections and maybe start purchasing them. I'm always debating if i should get them since I'll just waste about $9 for 1 book. So 10 books = $90 alrdy. What a waste right? I know. I'll always have this debate. Worse off is when I actually have the money to buy them. Because in the end, whatever the logic is-they don't stand a chance. In other terms [money &gt; logic]?! Well whatever it is, I will make it a point to finish the Furuba collection, try looking out for Fullmetal Panic Sigma, and Black Lagoon. If I'm lucky, they wont even be published yet so I don't have to waste e effort of debating w myself -to buy or not to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savings, girl, savings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future&gt;Present.&lt;br /&gt;Needs&gt;Wants.&lt;br /&gt;Easier said&gt;Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; with that, I wish Sayonara, Goodbye &amp;amp; SO long. This might or might not be my last  post.&lt;br /&gt;I might or might not shut down this blog(in which case there is a higher  probability that I'll just open another one in future). This coming f&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SDhBwBfLu-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/zmlfkM_NzrE/s1600-h/revy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SDhBwBfLu-I/AAAAAAAAAHo/zmlfkM_NzrE/s320/revy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203981662715362274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See ya. Bang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P.S. meeting up for coffee, chat, photography session, dinner was nice. This goes out to the polymates, the best mate, the sec mates tt shared those sessions w me for the past month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-285506357530494591?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/285506357530494591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/285506357530494591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2008/05/sayonara.html' title='The Sayonara??!'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/SDg7NhfLu9I/AAAAAAAAAHg/uq1PwI_zRPY/s72-c/jpai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-2595149382752823846</id><published>2008-04-10T21:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T22:17:18.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mail.google.com/mail/?attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1193884f37c4925f"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1193884f37c4925f" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a snippet of the last "official" event i attended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my strengths - Planning.&lt;br /&gt;One of my weaknesses - Execution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's right. I'm good at planning. Basically I'm too used to making a list to not be good at it.&lt;br /&gt;But when it actually comes to the part where I have to act on the plan? Well, it gets a teeny weeny bit difficult. Either I get lazy. Or I'm not in the mood for that plan anymore..&lt;br /&gt;So, in the end, that's all I ever do. Plan. &amp;amp; No execution. How much pathetic can I get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my speciality tonight - making lists. This time, I'm making a list of the things I miss doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drawing. Photo manipulation. Photoshop CS. Designing. Colouring. Shading.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reading. Learning. Fantasy. Adventure. Gossip.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Running. Brisk walking. Adrenaline. Sweat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Yeah. That's it. I miss doing those things. I really do. I feel like my life right now is just a.. repetition of the day before. The difference? The customers. The problems they're going to give. I feel like I'm taking Maths Class everyday. Or any of those classes that has "Problem Solving" questions. Well. Actually, I think that's an everyday class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh. Wanna hear what I have planned out for my life so far? I would like to continue studying. Definitely. But I don't see myself doing that anytime soon. So, I might work. For the next five years. Save up enough cash. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Get marrie&lt;/span&gt;- I'm kidding. That part's blurry. But the parents? Well let's just say they'll be looking forward to the day (and hoping it'll be sometime this year) when I can finally tell them that I have a boyfriend. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the plan. Once I got the cash, I'm going to go back studying, I guess. But in the mean time, I was thinking of starting from scratch. Doing something I love. I'm going to start drawing again. And colouring. I'll start from there. &amp;amp; this time I'm keeping the art pieces. I'm going to buy that BIG HUGE FILE again, (cuz Ignatious stole e one I bought last time), I'm going to .. Well, basically I'm trying to make a portfolio here. Maybe it'll help in future. Anyway, the keyword here: PLAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to keep u guys updated on the execution part. Obviously, if there is no such posts in the future related to this one, we all know that the execution part, went down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll end this post with another pic from the disappointing ST D&amp;amp;D event. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They&lt;/span&gt; certainly could use a better planner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://mail.google.com/mail/?attid=0.5&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1193884f195f25e0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?attid=0.5&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=1193884f195f25e0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-2595149382752823846?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/2595149382752823846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/2595149382752823846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2008/04/plan.html' title='The Plan'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-3115817648917102721</id><published>2008-03-26T20:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T22:14:09.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stopby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/R-pHbObFXbI/AAAAAAAAAHY/pvt88vdOKnc/s1600-h/elo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/R-pHbObFXbI/AAAAAAAAAHY/pvt88vdOKnc/s320/elo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182032854296911282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello, hello! Dear Netizens, how are you all? I'm still the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;same old same old&lt;/span&gt;. (Keyword here:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Old&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Its almost the end of March &amp;amp; the beginning of another month.&lt;br /&gt;Life has been good. Ups &amp;amp; down as per norm, but still-that's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I miss my friends. My social life has practically been zilch, I haven't been shopping at all since October 07 (I think; I just randomly pick a month in 07) &amp;amp; yet can still end up broke. Just now, I heard one of my colleague asking Zack what he's done with his 9mths pay. Which got me thinking. What did I do with MINE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, 2K to pay the bank loan, 1.3K to buy a new computer, 3.6K to my mom (so far), bal used for CDs, Food &amp;amp; Travel Expenses, some RD crap (duno how much was spent on this, est 500bux).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Despite all these, despite having practically no life, despite not being out shopping, I'm still broke. WO-HO. I think I'm gonna have to do OT for the month of April +++. &amp;amp; Start saving like nobody's business. &amp;amp; then I can spend like approx 3K for a vacation. HAHAHA! A much needed vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus its my besties' 21st this month &amp;amp; I can't get her anything!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, did I mention how much I miss my friends? Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my sister has been living under a rock. When informed that the Writer's Strike is over, (since Feb12), she has this blank look followed by "What's that?". I became momentarily speechless. - if you even know that there actually WAS one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; so, now that I just found out my &lt;a href="http://www.eonline.com/gossip/kristin/detail/index.jsp?uuid=60f2e5c5-f224-47c2-905f-d5232fed6436"&gt;Jericho has been cancelled&lt;/a&gt; (again! sigh..), I will have this "Last episode; Series finale" chant going at the back of my head when I watch the final episode later on. THANKS GUYS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will now hope and wait for the return of my Moonlight, Supernatural, &amp;amp; Gossip Girl.&lt;br /&gt;Heroes &amp;amp; Chuck will be back in Fall. No idea about Prison Break (no more MiSA); Lost is still ongoing at the moment, Friday Night Lights is..still pending. I'm too lazy to continue with Greys Anatomy (Season04), since they didn't really impress me much with season 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And..uhh. Yeah. Notice the lack of Anime talk, guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that's it for this latest update.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to resume my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/pushingdaisies/index?pn=index"&gt;Pushing Daisies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; marathon.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; maybe after that with Disney Channel's Hannah Montana (since the youngest sis is having her fix now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ookie, toodles netizens. Surf the web, avoid the porno, and start listening to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kill Hannah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-3115817648917102721?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/3115817648917102721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/3115817648917102721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2008/03/stopby.html' title='The Stopby'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/R-pHbObFXbI/AAAAAAAAAHY/pvt88vdOKnc/s72-c/elo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-7267548968084044566</id><published>2008-02-28T21:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T22:03:07.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Latest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img47.imageshack.us/img47/6907/ohhc6xy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img47.imageshack.us/img47/6907/ohhc6xy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so i present to you, the latest update.&lt;br /&gt;About my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Latest watched movie: - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gone_Baby_Gone"&gt;Gone Baby Gone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(TWISTS AND TURNS. CHOOSE A SIDE. WHO DO YOU THINK DID THE RIGHT THING)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Latest watched series: - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moonlight_%28TV_series%29"&gt;Moonlight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(VAMPS! DETECTIVES! HOW CAN YOU RESIST MICK ST. JOHN, EVEN THOUGH HE'S ALMOST 90 YEARS OLD? HEE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Latest fav drink: - Coffee Milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(THIS YOU CAN FIND AT ANY NTUC/SHOP N' SAVE ETC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Latest status: - Broke but converting to Permanent staff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the latest emotion/feeling is FATIGUE! (Pimples are everywhere on my face)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-7267548968084044566?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/7267548968084044566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/7267548968084044566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2008/02/latest.html' title='The Latest'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-1237982400325323527</id><published>2008-01-12T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T13:54:28.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Recipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/R4hVi0glx1I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/k2L12cOdFF0/s1600-h/11327085185919gj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/R4hVi0glx1I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/k2L12cOdFF0/s320/11327085185919gj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154463830224783186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Recipe. How to spend a long weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you need:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Minimum 3-5 days of leave (needless to say, the longer the better)&lt;br /&gt;2. Some cash ($10-$20; of course the longer the leave, the more amount is needed)&lt;br /&gt;3. Some DVD collection&lt;br /&gt;4. Plasma TV&lt;br /&gt;5. A couch&lt;br /&gt;6. Blanket (if needed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Use the cash to get some chips, cookies, marshmallows, cakes, ice-cream etc. depending on your taste.&lt;br /&gt;2. Lay out all these items in front of you, snuggle up on your couch with the blanket.&lt;br /&gt;(For better results switch the air-con - full blast)&lt;br /&gt;3. Switch on the tv, get the dvd and start playing it.&lt;br /&gt;(For a marathon, get a series or trilogy movies; normal movies lasts around 1.5 to 2hrs)&lt;br /&gt;4. If at anytime you are too comfortable, and your eyes are starting to feel heavy, switch off the TV.&lt;br /&gt;(Warning: If you fail to do so, the TV may end up watching you. Subsequently, do not be surprised if the there is a surge in the electric bills this month)&lt;br /&gt;5. Lastly, enjoy the long weekend while it lasts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or you can try an alternative recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replace steps 3-6 from the above recipe with these steps:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. One or more friend (or none, depending on your mood, and social status)&lt;br /&gt;4. Go to places that are having a sale.&lt;br /&gt;5. Shop. Till you drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please ensure that you have sufficient ingredient in Step 2, to proceed with the alternative recipe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-1237982400325323527?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/1237982400325323527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/1237982400325323527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2008/01/recipe.html' title='The Recipe'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/R4hVi0glx1I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/k2L12cOdFF0/s72-c/11327085185919gj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-1872688394366233960</id><published>2007-12-27T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T22:11:56.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Past</title><content type='html'>And so, this will probably be the final post of the year.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz...&lt;br /&gt;(exits blogger, shut down the laptop.. and sleep)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, no I'm just kidding. Really sorry for the lack of updates though, NS does things to people like me. Well, really. Who can understand the nonsense I'm talking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my sad life has been nothing but work, making money to spend all that money away.&lt;br /&gt;Savings just gone out of the drain. Well at least my debts are all cleared now.&lt;br /&gt;I am making an effort to earn more money for the upcoming new year.&lt;br /&gt;I am making an effort to change the itsy bitsy things about myself that I still have trouble accepting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, my life basically revolves around work and DVDs.&lt;br /&gt;Dvds and Work.&lt;br /&gt;Work and Money.&lt;br /&gt;Money and Dvds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the cycle here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enjoy life people.&lt;br /&gt;Eat more. Or you'll be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anemic&lt;/span&gt;. recently, Like Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psst: Anyone watch &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Friday_Night_Lights_%28TV_series%29"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday Night Lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yet? Well, go on ahead, you won't be disappointed. You know where you can find it if you're really interested in watching. HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR MATES... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(well, in about 4 days time..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/mika/track/my+interpretation" title="'Mika - My Interpretation' - open on FoxyTunes Planet"&gt;Mika - My Interpretation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic; font-size: 10px;"&gt;via &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/" title="FoxyTunes - Web of music at your fingertips"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-1872688394366233960?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/1872688394366233960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/1872688394366233960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/12/past.html' title='The Past'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-7360422185436364837</id><published>2007-10-31T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T22:56:02.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The F&amp;L</title><content type='html'>The first and last post in october. Obviously loads of things happened, like the festive season late sept, and early oct. i've been keeping up with the eating. not keeping up with the exercising, or the music, or the friends, or the shopping. i've basically indulged myself in watching dvds every other time i'm not working. you don't have to tell me how pathetic that is. i want to keep up with the reading, so i'm thinking of heading over to the library tomorrow, after months of not being there. the most common places i'm visiting nowadays,are atm machines. plus i need to get a new bankbook. my english = &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;atrocious&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so disappointed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;happy school holidays, kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could go back to those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/cute+is+what+we+aim+for/track/the+curse+of+curves"&gt;Cute is What We Aim For - The Curse of Curves&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-7360422185436364837?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/7360422185436364837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/7360422185436364837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/10/f.html' title='The F&amp;L'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-6573688926002366292</id><published>2007-09-19T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T14:30:58.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Guilt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RvDAvx3VxeI/AAAAAAAAAGI/WJy1bsy7Bpc/s1600-h/guilt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RvDAvx3VxeI/AAAAAAAAAGI/WJy1bsy7Bpc/s320/guilt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111797504137348578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:75;" &gt;I FEEL GUILTY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/foo+fighters/track/the+pretender"&gt;Foo Fighters - The Pretender&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-6573688926002366292?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/6573688926002366292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/6573688926002366292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/09/guilt.html' title='The Guilt'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RvDAvx3VxeI/AAAAAAAAAGI/WJy1bsy7Bpc/s72-c/guilt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-1015938034415578988</id><published>2007-09-16T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T16:35:04.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The List</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img109.imageshack.us/img109/5693/cafepng5ps.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img109.imageshack.us/img109/5693/cafepng5ps.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Netizens,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do not trouble yourself thinking bout what would be the best item to bring for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;upcoming event&lt;/span&gt;. I have listed down here the things that you might want to bring along. One of any item on the list is fine. Do look forward to the event 10 days from now! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A set of earpiece&lt;br /&gt;2. A wallet&lt;br /&gt;3. A tote bag&lt;br /&gt;4. Anything else you might think is equally important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to seeing you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your's Truly,&lt;br /&gt;The OWNER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/plain+white+t%27s/track/a+lonely+september" title="'Plain White T's - A Lonely September' - open on FoxyTunes Planet"&gt;Plain White T's - A Lonely September&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic; font-size: 10px;"&gt;via &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/" title="FoxyTunes - Web of music at your fingertips"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-1015938034415578988?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/1015938034415578988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/1015938034415578988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/09/list.html' title='The List'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-3742535711503878159</id><published>2007-09-05T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T20:48:00.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Newbie</title><content type='html'>2nd update.&lt;br /&gt;- Please pray that I'll get better at my job.&lt;br /&gt;Because today itself i've given the wrong information to loads of people.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I will feel guilty about because they will blame me when they found out about it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I will definitely look stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please pray that I will get better.&lt;br /&gt;Because I am thinking that the senior Officers are looking down on me.&lt;br /&gt;I mean i've been here for a few months &amp; the new staff can do a proper job than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus interesting things are happening. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Btw the song below is dedicated to all my polymates &amp;amp; whatever mates that I have.&lt;br /&gt;Misses everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dan) - updated =)&lt;br /&gt;(Ain) - Singtel =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/yellowcard/track/one+year%2c+six+months" title="'Yellowcard - One Year, Six Months' - open on FoxyTunes Planet"&gt;Yellowcard - One Year, Six Months&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic; font-size: 10px;"&gt;via &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/" title="FoxyTunes - Web of music at your fingertips"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-3742535711503878159?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/3742535711503878159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/3742535711503878159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/09/newbie.html' title='The Newbie'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-7485172052357236253</id><published>2007-09-02T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T21:34:18.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dandy</title><content type='html'>Hmm.. No pics to upload.&lt;br /&gt;No story to share either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at a loss for words. It's September already. Wohey. 20.&lt;br /&gt;Just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying life.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having fun.&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, I can't help feeling mad at myself.&lt;br /&gt;For reasons better left unsaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway its been ages since I last saw anyone other than my family members.&lt;br /&gt;Have been busy &amp; when I finally get the chance to meet up with bestie the other&lt;br /&gt;day, I ended up being such an irritating pain. Just because some customers decided to spoil my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I can't wait for... September to come &amp;amp; go.&lt;br /&gt;Fasting month is here. As well as some other things.&lt;br /&gt;I do hope the month will go by as fast as it came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I forgot to mention that my life has turned into.. nothing but work.&lt;br /&gt;No time for shopping or meetings or outings or somethings.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I mind. It's kind of exciting.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave a tag, &amp; tell me how everyone else is doing!&lt;br /&gt;Till October, later~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/fightstar/track/paint+your+target+%28acoustic%29" title="'FightStar - Paint Your Target (Acoustic)' - open on FoxyTunes Planet"&gt;FightStar - Paint Your Target (Acoustic)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic; font-size: 10px;"&gt;via &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/" title="FoxyTunes - Web of music at your fingertips"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-7485172052357236253?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/7485172052357236253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/7485172052357236253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/09/dandy.html' title='The Dandy'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-6524330055799979722</id><published>2007-07-29T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T15:19:58.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Novel</title><content type='html'>&amp; so here i am for a brief update.&lt;br /&gt;for those who's actually curious on what i've been up to, well i've been doing plenty.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still living. i'm feeling quite jubilant &amp;amp; satisfied actually.&lt;br /&gt;I've just finished reading the 7th installment of the book -just started last night (we all know what book I'm talking about) &amp;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that's the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to yours truly. I feel like i've been missing &amp;amp; disappeared for ages.&lt;br /&gt;but in reality, no. I do show up to those who goes looking, just maybe not at the requested timings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; anyway, I love my life, I love my family, &amp;amp; G(A), I love everyone who loves me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off, with a smile~&lt;br /&gt;have a good day everyone. =)&lt;br /&gt;-no picss this time round.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-6524330055799979722?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/6524330055799979722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/6524330055799979722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/07/novel.html' title='The Novel'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-3273135198467118890</id><published>2007-06-15T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T18:59:43.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mission</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RnKQ02bmenI/AAAAAAAAAFw/37Eetcbw0So/s1600-h/keiyakusha2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RnKQ02bmenI/AAAAAAAAAFw/37Eetcbw0So/s320/keiyakusha2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076278967638850162" border="0" /&gt;Purr~ I'm Back&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;People have been wondering what I've been doing, where I've been, and how come I've suddenly gone 'POOF' like a cloud of smoke. Well, I haven't been working, in case you're wondering. In fact, its cuz I haven't been working that I've been busy. Let's see, during the weeks of my absence from the blogging world (almost a month*shocked*!!) I have:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been staying over at my aunt's for about a week&lt;br /&gt;been to the underwater world after like yearsss since last visit&lt;br /&gt;been catching up with my reading&lt;br /&gt;walked from home all the way to the end of the canal in sembawang park (which is located nearby in yishun btw) and then walk all the way back to causeway point&lt;br /&gt;been painting the house&lt;br /&gt;been cycling and got thrown off the bicycle (flew across the road)&lt;br /&gt;been to an interview&lt;br /&gt;been to my graduation ceremony&lt;br /&gt;been to geylang&lt;br /&gt;been seeing an old friend&lt;br /&gt;been to my granma's house&lt;br /&gt;been catching up with the bff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow, i shall catch Fantastic 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RnKQ1GbmeoI/AAAAAAAAAF4/8xM9q6GwVxE/s1600-h/keiyakusha3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RnKQ1GbmeoI/AAAAAAAAAF4/8xM9q6GwVxE/s320/keiyakusha3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076278971933817474" border="0" /&gt;meow~ *winks* *winks*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things I have NOT been doing, however, is watch POTC3 and Shrek3. I've been waiting for POTC3 since like ages. Maybe I'll just wait for the dvd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway because of those activities, I now officially have bruised and blistered (not to mention ugly) feet. There's plenty of red, black and purple on each toe, and both knees. In my case, when one wound closes, another one opens. I had to endure muscle aches for a few days, it felt terrible to even walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt's place was excellent. We rewatched loads of shows (POTC2, HP4), went on an adventure hike, eat loads of yummy breakfast (five days straight), played monopoly, and enjoyed the cousin(s) + aunt + uncle's company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interview went terribly well. Plenty of setbacks, but it was successful.&lt;br /&gt;If I was busy now, I guess I'd be busier in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation was loads of fun. I had loads of laughter, as usual. It was fun seeing the class again, and I can't believe that it's the end of the poly days. I have officially graduated. I'm not a student anymore. I can't believe it, it's too sad to even say it out loud. But that day spent taking plenty of photos and making loads of stupid and lame jokes, it brings back the ol' memories during the good ol' days. I miss them already. Plus I get to see the others and took photos with them too. Yippe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met an old friend and it was good catching up. But it was even better catching up with the bff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my granmama, haven't seen her in ages, and wont be able to see her for quite some time again since I'll be terribly busy now. But going back to grandmama's place brought back so much childhood memories, it was so nostalgic. Now only grandma and grandpa lives there. The house used to be so much more livelier in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RnKQ02bmemI/AAAAAAAAAFo/D7MQrd8DQ44/s1600-h/keiyakusha01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RnKQ02bmemI/AAAAAAAAAFo/D7MQrd8DQ44/s320/keiyakusha01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076278967638850146" border="0" /&gt;heh.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, I would love to post graduation pics, but I haven't officially got them yet. Maybe I will, once I got a hold of them. Anyway this cool looking/scary dude is from "DARKER THAN BLACK". Which I am not watching, I don't even know what it's about. But my sister does! Surprisingly, the one who hardly watches this kind of stuff knows more bout it that I do. In fact she was the one who recommended it to me. Well, I'll catch up with it sooner or later. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully you'll hear from me soon. Or not. We'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-3273135198467118890?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/3273135198467118890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/3273135198467118890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/06/mission.html' title='The Mission'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RnKQ02bmenI/AAAAAAAAAFw/37Eetcbw0So/s72-c/keiyakusha2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-1317641562282137516</id><published>2007-05-21T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T20:54:29.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cycle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlGDFsUQEZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/8_BluHdhup8/s1600-h/hello%21+miss+official.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlGDFsUQEZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/8_BluHdhup8/s320/hello%21+miss+official.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066975189587202450" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics galore. I can never really gave up my dramas.&lt;br /&gt;KDRAMAS, JDRAMAS, PLAIN OL DRAMAS. I can never got sick of them.&lt;br /&gt;Sure there'll be a period where I'll take a break from all these, but not for long.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I still have a long long list of shows to watch, but havent because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I can't download (for various reasons)&lt;br /&gt;2. I can't get the shows at any local video outlets. Especially for JDramas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of a bummer that Singapore only provide Kdramas these days. Pfft. Uwaaahhh!&lt;br /&gt;I want my sources back =((&lt;br /&gt;Anyway these pics are from Hello! Miss, and Witch Yoo Hee/Witch Entertainment~&lt;br /&gt;Inform me if you happen to watch em or have em! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlGCTcUQEUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/yDe-9OVFCio/s1600-h/hello%21+miss1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlGCTcUQEUI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/yDe-9OVFCio/s320/hello%21+miss1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066974326298775874" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Funny Pic~ Erm, quite self-explanatory, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlGDFcUQEXI/AAAAAAAAAEo/bd4BZ8z0MdE/s1600-h/hello%21+miss+a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlGDFcUQEXI/AAAAAAAAAEo/bd4BZ8z0MdE/s320/hello%21+miss+a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066975185292235122" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlGDFsUQEYI/AAAAAAAAAEw/F_N0JJrmObo/s1600-h/hello%21+miss+b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlGDFsUQEYI/AAAAAAAAAEw/F_N0JJrmObo/s320/hello%21+miss+b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066975189587202434" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Members of the cast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlGDFMUQEVI/AAAAAAAAAEY/I1vlOyJ9eqE/s1600-h/hello%21+miss2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlGDFMUQEVI/AAAAAAAAAEY/I1vlOyJ9eqE/s320/hello%21+miss2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066975180997267794" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlGDFMUQEWI/AAAAAAAAAEg/n90uKO_vRIM/s1600-h/hello%21+miss3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlGDFMUQEWI/AAAAAAAAAEg/n90uKO_vRIM/s320/hello%21+miss3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066975180997267810" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the leads in the show~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlGDhMUQEaI/AAAAAAAAAFA/MFMhnuFENqk/s1600-h/ldh2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlGDhMUQEaI/AAAAAAAAAFA/MFMhnuFENqk/s320/ldh2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066975662033605026" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlGDhcUQEbI/AAAAAAAAAFI/FaV2-_8EtI8/s1600-h/ldh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlGDhcUQEbI/AAAAAAAAAFI/FaV2-_8EtI8/s320/ldh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066975666328572338" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sole reason why I want to watch the show~ because she's in it!&lt;br /&gt;Loved her since MY GIRL =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlGDhcUQEcI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xqd1aaM-Q0A/s1600-h/witch1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlGDhcUQEcI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/Xqd1aaM-Q0A/s320/witch1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066975666328572354" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Witch Yoo Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlGDhsUQEdI/AAAAAAAAAFY/i9XqYzskIOo/s1600-h/witch2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlGDhsUQEdI/AAAAAAAAAFY/i9XqYzskIOo/s320/witch2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066975670623539666" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm guessing.. she'll be stuck between them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlGDiMUQEeI/AAAAAAAAAFg/vCck8pGz3Wc/s1600-h/witchOfficial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlGDiMUQEeI/AAAAAAAAAFg/vCck8pGz3Wc/s320/witchOfficial.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066975679213474274" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tell me again how this show can have 5 main characters?&lt;br /&gt;Cuz normally they'll have 4, with their own love triangles/rectangles.&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/7723722-1317641562282137516?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/1317641562282137516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/1317641562282137516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/05/cycle.html' title='The Cycle'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlGDFsUQEZI/AAAAAAAAAE4/8_BluHdhup8/s72-c/hello%21+miss+official.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-4541685193405726052</id><published>2007-05-20T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T23:42:27.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect Ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlAMT8UQETI/AAAAAAAAAEI/1vGNKhsZzHw/s1600-h/Bleach+-+126+-+Large+Preview+01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlAMT8UQETI/AAAAAAAAAEI/1vGNKhsZzHw/s320/Bleach+-+126+-+Large+Preview+01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066563117539922226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this post is still all about loveeee &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just a short post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love stories that are told seamlessly, got you hooked from start till finish, you can't find faults in any areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love stories that you keep thinking about even after you put the book down.&lt;br /&gt;(Or movie, drama, whatsoever).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love stories that are realistic, stories that are not impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love stories that are a work of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, after not reading any shoujo for months, I love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lovely Complex&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Skip Beat!&lt;/span&gt; Especially &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Skip Beat! &lt;/span&gt;and I'm hooked like ever now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlAL_8UQESI/AAAAAAAAAEA/C2tmZDMDAuY/s1600-h/Lovely+Complex+-+01+-+Large+03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlAL_8UQESI/AAAAAAAAAEA/C2tmZDMDAuY/s320/Lovely+Complex+-+01+-+Large+03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066562773942538530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i love this hilarious duo =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I've heard LP's Minute to Midnight. Sure they've 'mellowed' but I still love LP. And I can recognize their song when they played it for Prison Break's Advertisement on Ch5. The episode bout Michael&amp;amp;Sarah and I think it's sooo perfect! Plus it's one of my favs off the new album.&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the lyrics, and if you watch the show, you'll know what I mean =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/lro4XFXIDq/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/lro4XFXIDq/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&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/7723722-4541685193405726052?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/4541685193405726052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/4541685193405726052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/05/perfect-ones.html' title='The Perfect Ones'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RlAMT8UQETI/AAAAAAAAAEI/1vGNKhsZzHw/s72-c/Bleach+-+126+-+Large+Preview+01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-6856535269772119096</id><published>2007-05-07T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T20:20:11.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Identity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/Rj8UE9QoiSI/AAAAAAAAADo/D1C_kcwit-Y/s1600-h/spidey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/Rj8UE9QoiSI/AAAAAAAAADo/D1C_kcwit-Y/s320/spidey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061786581584087330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had a date today, and we watched Spiderman3! I heart that movie sooo much, and it actually turns out to be my favourite out of all the three movies. Granted, some guys will find it mushy (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so typical -_-)&lt;/span&gt; cuz all they cared about (and hoped for) is the movie to be action packed.  Well, no worries, it is, but this movie has other factors too, like humor, erm, and other stuff I guess. Plus, there's more than 1 villain, and 1 hero, and 1 woman.. oops, I might say too much. But yes, plenty of characters and I was moved by the story. Well, whatever it is, just be sure to catch it, and I'm surprised we actually got a not-so-full theatre and good seats seeing as how hot the movie was (is). I guess it was all thanks to the location, and the timing. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/Rj8UitQoiUI/AAAAAAAAAD4/7zE_igDFaoU/s1600-h/harry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/Rj8UitQoiUI/AAAAAAAAAD4/7zE_igDFaoU/s320/harry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061787092685195586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I heart him in this movie, cuz, well he smiles! ALOT! Not so emo-ish (like the last movie), but I love this guy. And his grins. And well, seeing as the guy has a hot body to go along with it, why not? Who would've thought that the Freak&amp;Geek kid would.. turn out like this. We're all proud of you, James.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/Rj8UQNQoiTI/AAAAAAAAADw/veXUzRNGpTs/s1600-h/hotstuff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/Rj8UQNQoiTI/AAAAAAAAADw/veXUzRNGpTs/s320/hotstuff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061786774857615666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, erm, scary, but still hot. Hees! I wish I can go on a date with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh have I mentioned that I heart my date too? And boyfren, if you're worried, don't be, this date have no dimples whatsoever *winks*. But I'm still grinning. Hees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, anyway, I'm feeling happy, bubbling with happiness and it's so fun! Just what this blog should be. Plus, I have alot to say about myself. Well actually, its what people say about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been mistaken as my adek's (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;younger sis) &lt;/span&gt;mother, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;twice&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-By her friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been mistaken as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mommy&lt;/span&gt; herself, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;twice&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-By my relatives, no less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been told &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You look familiar..",&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;five times&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-By my ex-colleagues. And trust me, we've never met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been told I look 20, when I was 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;- By some random guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been told I look 16, when I was 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-By plenty of people, I couldnt keep track.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;HAR&lt;/span&gt;. Okay fine, maybe that's abit of a stretch. But yeah, at this age, people still claim I dont look my age. That's fine, absolutely fine with me. But how can I look young, and at the same time be mistaken for my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;MOMMY&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orite, that's probably nothing. Age is.. not something you can tell just by how you look. Here's the cream of the cake, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been called names, or more specifically, given &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nicknames&lt;/span&gt;, since my secondary school days.&lt;br /&gt;Oh hey, there's plenty of them to last a lifetime. Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I spend 4 years in secondary school, and I got more than 1.&lt;br /&gt;3 years in polytechnic, and there was obviously more than 3.&lt;br /&gt;Worse still, 1 month at work and already, wad, 2? 3? 4?&lt;br /&gt;Bonus, bonus.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone loves giving me names.&lt;br /&gt;Not so much that I hated it, I just find it weird that people around me all love to give me nicknames. Don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes, lastly, I love my part time lover, my family, my friends, my so-called boyfren and the warped family, I love everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY, I'm feeling soo gay right now, I almost dare you to try spoil my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-6856535269772119096?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/6856535269772119096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/6856535269772119096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/05/identity.html' title='The Identity'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/Rj8UE9QoiSI/AAAAAAAAADo/D1C_kcwit-Y/s72-c/spidey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-699269940951769920</id><published>2007-05-05T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T01:29:34.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/Rjtc8tQoiRI/AAAAAAAAADg/hGtFboNwQaQ/s1600-h/Image003.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/Rjtc8tQoiRI/AAAAAAAAADg/hGtFboNwQaQ/s320/Image003.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060740804292151570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;her = hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 years, and still going strong babeh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being unemployed do have its pros, I guess. We get to chill out at coffee bean and celebrate the end of events, and looking forward to another beginning. It'll be a bonus when the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gaji&lt;/span&gt; starts to come in next week. Can't wait, and then shopping spree all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother's day coming around the corner, and I'm planning to give mama that Delifrance sandwich she's been craving for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I'm setting aside dates for leen, IRAS girls, stutyz &amp;amp; Sutha. Yes, I do remember the promises that I/we've made, so please do contact me whilst I'm free. =)&lt;br /&gt;Plenty of catching up to do with ya girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-699269940951769920?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/699269940951769920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/699269940951769920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/05/dates.html' title='The Dates'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/Rjtc8tQoiRI/AAAAAAAAADg/hGtFboNwQaQ/s72-c/Image003.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-1811908215730998230</id><published>2007-04-30T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T22:08:51.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cold Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RjX4L9QoiOI/AAAAAAAAADM/CWRO_X72ASk/s1600-h/burnsanzo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RjX4L9QoiOI/AAAAAAAAADM/CWRO_X72ASk/s320/burnsanzo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059222640727197922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess you should take comfort in knowing the fact that I will forgive you. Eventually. Someday.&lt;br /&gt;But as of this moment, let me take my own path and you take yours.&lt;br /&gt;I know for a fact that you don't want to have anything to do with me.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that way.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you've done nothing wrong.&lt;br /&gt;But maybe you've done nothing else to show otherwise either.&lt;br /&gt;Ever thought about that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this moment, let me be selfish and stop trying.&lt;br /&gt;I gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a little too late, darling.&lt;br /&gt;Say hello to the cold shoulder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-1811908215730998230?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/1811908215730998230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/1811908215730998230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/04/cold-truth.html' title='The Cold Truth'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RjX4L9QoiOI/AAAAAAAAADM/CWRO_X72ASk/s72-c/burnsanzo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-6440199691018619113</id><published>2007-04-27T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T14:45:51.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RitAJmMxrAI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Bf12dRV86RE/s1600-h/DSCF7880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RitAJmMxrAI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Bf12dRV86RE/s320/DSCF7880.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056205540270648322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;busy at work - yes, that's the workplace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe I have to stop work. It's too &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soon&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does this mean I won't get to see &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; anymore? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, don't remind me about the cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ZB9uF1SWz8/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ZB9uF1SWz8/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/7723722-6440199691018619113?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/6440199691018619113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/6440199691018619113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/04/final-hours.html' title='The Final Hours'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RitAJmMxrAI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Bf12dRV86RE/s72-c/DSCF7880.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-8402213891210570228</id><published>2007-04-24T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T22:46:51.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Kubi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/Ri4XwmMxrBI/AAAAAAAAADE/smGPDPXSck4/s1600-h/11388772213881nr.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/Ri4XwmMxrBI/AAAAAAAAADE/smGPDPXSck4/s320/11388772213881nr.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057005555238939666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I allow myself to go through the torture and sink into self depression?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-8402213891210570228?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/8402213891210570228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/8402213891210570228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/04/first-kubi.html' title='The First Kubi'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/Ri4XwmMxrBI/AAAAAAAAADE/smGPDPXSck4/s72-c/11388772213881nr.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-2222947833243085972</id><published>2007-04-21T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T20:56:41.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Irritated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RioILWMxq_I/AAAAAAAAAC0/l0_taPvcY-I/s1600-h/Unchained_Anger_by_DisturbingThePublic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RioILWMxq_I/AAAAAAAAAC0/l0_taPvcY-I/s320/Unchained_Anger_by_DisturbingThePublic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055862522707553266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/15522009"&gt;DisturbingThePublic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H.A.T.E&lt;/span&gt; the washing machine! I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUPER&lt;/span&gt; hate IT! I DONT CARE IF ITS &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I HATE &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WASHING MACHINE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I've just washed my newly bought clothes, AND, now there's BLUE. BLUE ON WHITE. Who wouldn't notice?! So how am I going to wear that again?! I've only worn it once, and I love that shirt, and now??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I shld've handwashed it, but I'm too lazy. IF not, I'd prefer to handwash every single piece of clothing I have, so at least they wont shrink, or change colours etc etc. And if anything happens, I only have myself to blame. SO blame my laziness and no time for doing self-laundry. I am so pissed right now that the post I had intended to post will have to wait. Till tomorrow. Or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think positive, think good thoughts, think positive, think good thoughts, think positive *starts chanting*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it doesnt work. Dont come near me, or start bothering me at this point, unless you can make my foul mood disappear, or else don't be surprise if I start snapping at you for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I'll try bleaching it tmr. I hope it works. Let's all hope it works, so I can wear it again. I'm going to scrub like crazy tmr. Yes, I've already calmed down. I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-2222947833243085972?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/2222947833243085972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/2222947833243085972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/04/theirritated.html' title='The Irritated'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RioILWMxq_I/AAAAAAAAAC0/l0_taPvcY-I/s72-c/Unchained_Anger_by_DisturbingThePublic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-4862004789164735040</id><published>2007-04-14T13:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T13:38:33.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Foodiness/Foolishness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RiBmH6qaH_I/AAAAAAAAACs/tHUzyIfIUfA/s1600-h/saber.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RiBmH6qaH_I/AAAAAAAAACs/tHUzyIfIUfA/s320/saber.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053151068101943282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm beginning to be like her. Actually, I think I already am. If I continue like this, I'll be like the lion next. The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;round&lt;/span&gt; lion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday's Menu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canadian Pizza for lunch&lt;br /&gt;Spicy Seafood Ramen for dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I didn't know any better, I would've said that work is decreasing all my money, and increasing all my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KGs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Seriously. Okay, let me rephrase that. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;POST WORK period. Dinner and shoppings and what-have-you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I should stop it with the temptation, I wouldnt go purchasing anything anymore. Tuesday will be the last. I hope. I wish. Someone help(stop) me! I'm surviving on 4-day's pay here, to last for the next 4 weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I dont control myself, it'll all be gone gone gone before May 10th. Before the end of April even. I have to be careful not to let them disappear by the end of the week. So Wednesday onwards, just plain ol' go-to-work, go-back-home trips. Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-4862004789164735040?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/4862004789164735040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/4862004789164735040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/04/foodinessfoolishness.html' title='The Foodiness/Foolishness'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RiBmH6qaH_I/AAAAAAAAACs/tHUzyIfIUfA/s72-c/saber.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-38184498155534966</id><published>2007-04-08T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T14:22:43.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hilariousness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.ifilm.com/efp" quality="high" bgcolor="000000" name="efp" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="flvbaseclip=2818618" align="middle" height="345" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-38184498155534966?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/38184498155534966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/38184498155534966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/04/hilariousness.html' title='The Hilariousness'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-6452092977794433855</id><published>2007-03-27T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T21:11:45.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The HardLife</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RgkW1oOZMKI/AAAAAAAAACg/UAS3HmS_2fI/s1600-h/143qc3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RgkW1oOZMKI/AAAAAAAAACg/UAS3HmS_2fI/s320/143qc3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046589968032018594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I know you have to pay _ _ _   for everything, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;want to live in Cook Islands.&lt;br /&gt;Then I can be as happy as those 3 goofballs up there.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm back in school this week.&lt;br /&gt;This will be the last March post.&lt;br /&gt;This will be the beginning of a long disappearance from the blogosphere.&lt;br /&gt;I think.&lt;br /&gt;We'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-6452092977794433855?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/6452092977794433855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/6452092977794433855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/03/hardlife.html' title='The HardLife'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RgkW1oOZMKI/AAAAAAAAACg/UAS3HmS_2fI/s72-c/143qc3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-8449013799787688200</id><published>2007-03-20T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T13:39:06.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Supernatural</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/Rf_Tykl3kUI/AAAAAAAAACY/WL_nq9rp16M/s1600-h/sobrenatural2temporadadno1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/Rf_Tykl3kUI/AAAAAAAAACY/WL_nq9rp16M/s320/sobrenatural2temporadadno1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043982973447672130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is so full of disappointments and all that kinda stuff well because I'm not really high on being 'ecstatic' at the moment. One by one my sources of entertainment have failed me, and soo because I'm sick of realizing that I'm not gonna get them this week, or next week, or the week after, or the whole month for that matter, I decide to take matters into my own hands. Which is, find more/other sources of entertainment. Okay I'm kidding. I think it'd be more right to say expand the entertainment industry but stick to the same source? Does that even make sense? I should think not. I've been catching up to DVDs lately, a whole lot of movie marathon since I can only remember watching less than 10 movies in 2006 (being busy and all). Ah yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I am now getting Supernatural since PB and Grey and Heroes are all beginning to have PMS, having their on and off weeks. I'm so sick of their mood swings that I'm going to catch up on my two other favourite boys, Sam &amp; Dean. And when I'm finally caught up with them, I'll move on to Melinda from the Ghost Whisperer. See, I sure know how to find these ghostly stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is the part where I start rambling about my personal life, it's quite err hardcore kinda complainin so please do click on the image right at the start of the post if you're not interested in the nonsense girl talk, and u could then instead have two pretty boys staring right at ya .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I'm suppose to talk about this talk i had with my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;best friend (a)&lt;/span&gt; about my other &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;best friend (b)&lt;/span&gt; whom i dont even know if i can still consider her a best friend anymore since i hardly see her or talk to her and there have not been any kind of contact at all since these few months or is it close to a year now, since we last went out and yet when i did try to reach her for my so-called emergency, it was erm, let's just say it leaves me feeling worse than i had before, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;best friend (a) &lt;/span&gt;says that it's alright since &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;best friend (b)&lt;/span&gt; is going through her honeymoon period and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;she (a)&lt;/span&gt; should understand since she's done the same thing to me once before, pushing me out cuz of her honeymoon until i hardly see her anymore but i forgave her since i'm her best friend and all, and that's what best friends are suppose to do, so that's why when &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;best friend (b)&lt;/span&gt; is doing the same thing, with the superlong honeymoon period, i'm supportive of her and am glad for her but there's just that kind of feeling of being pushed into a corner again, and now i'm beginning to think that people only come to me when they have their problems and stuff, but nothing when it comes to sharing good news, or worse comes to worse, not come to me for anything at all, which is the problem now, so now i can't help feeling that i'm not a very good girlfriend to my girlfriends, and i dont really want to bug either of my best friends about it cuz &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;best friend (a)&lt;/span&gt; said that i'd do the same thing when its my turn, but I dont know, at this rate, maybe i will give them a taste of the medicine, when the time comes, but hey, i'm not that evil. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so that's the end of it. I bet no one understands half the crap that was written. But do enjoy your holidays everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S to myself: Please stop being a jerk to all the nice people out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-8449013799787688200?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/8449013799787688200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/8449013799787688200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/03/supernatural.html' title='The Supernatural'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/Rf_Tykl3kUI/AAAAAAAAACY/WL_nq9rp16M/s72-c/sobrenatural2temporadadno1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-7767268566353973253</id><published>2007-03-06T23:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T22:36:33.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The "OhMyFeb" Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RfAeTPP2n8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/MWgxLi72iGs/s1600-h/%5BDB%5D_Bleach_115_%5BC22A5E4E%5D.avi_000684016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RfAeTPP2n8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/MWgxLi72iGs/s320/%5BDB%5D_Bleach_115_%5BC22A5E4E%5D.avi_000684016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039561298886959042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ONLY 2 POSTS FOR THE MONTH OF FEBRUARY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, well. I initially thought I made only one "FEB" post but I guess 2 is.. erm, somehow acceptable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, not much to update. They had prom a few days back and I found out from my classmates that apparently it was loads of fun. I'm not going to post any pictures thou because.. well, I'm not in any of them. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haha!&lt;/span&gt; Right. I'm kidding. I still won't post any though. I recently found out that we're having our graduation ceremony on the 13th June? Or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a confession to make though. During dinner, on the 2nd of March, I had a moment. In that big big group, on that round, circular table, I had this moment where I started to feel sad and nostalgic with a "I'm-really-gonna-miss-'em" moment. Hah. I don't know why. It was only for a moment thou (truthfully, it was when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hx&lt;/span&gt; came over for a chat, and I just observed everyone). Although the guys would've probably said that I was... well, for their choice of words, I looked &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sian&lt;/span&gt;. Hur-hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I hate it when after watching the climax of the show, we're left with a cliffhanger at the end. This has been happening a lot of times lately, especially with bleach (since I force myself not to read the manga) and it gets annoying! I hate having to wait for another week for an episode. Unbelievable how I'm wasting my life away. And now, for Heroes, when Sylar finally meets Peter, I have to wait 7 weeks to know what's going to happpen next. And during the moment where Sylar was trying to give Peter a haircut, only to slice off half of his forehead along with it. Tsch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's with all the breaks in between all of a sudden?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greys will be back on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;15th Mar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Naruto Shippuden will be back on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;15th Mar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Supernatural (Ch 5) will be back on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;16th Mar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Heroes will be back on the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;23rd of Apr&lt;/span&gt;. (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warrr?!?!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, no Greys, no Heroes, I'm left with Prison Break. Please do not disappoint me Michael. You already had your break last week. &lt;spoiler&gt;(Eww Caroline n Ted for incest!!)&lt;/spoiler&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-7767268566353973253?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/7767268566353973253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/7767268566353973253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/03/ohmyfebpost.html' title='The &quot;OhMyFeb&quot; Post'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RfAeTPP2n8I/AAAAAAAAACQ/MWgxLi72iGs/s72-c/%5BDB%5D_Bleach_115_%5BC22A5E4E%5D.avi_000684016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-5931149850154145694</id><published>2007-02-22T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T23:11:17.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Libra</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://img89.imageshack.us/img89/3234/librabv5.swf" autoplay="true" loop="true" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://the-8th-sin.deviantart.com/"&gt;The-8th-Sin's&lt;/a&gt; for the flash file.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's been 2 weeks, or somewhere around there.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, for a moment,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop watching something&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop reading something&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop eating something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to actually write something&lt;br /&gt;here.&lt;br /&gt;Its been pretty much a peaceful, relaxing, let's-all-rot kind of week.&lt;br /&gt;Now that that's been said and done, I'll get back to watching...something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm kidding. I'll make this as proper a post as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. So Libras are supposed to be balanced, right? Yes, so far, I find myself "balanced". Actually I don't even know the point I'm making. Its just that at some time I find myself being extremely lazy (to the max), but then again, at another point of time, I can be extremely hardworking (giving everything I've got) as well. It's just.. I kinda hate it. I hate being extremely lazy. But at the same time, I think I love it too. Does this makes sense? I mean, if this is what balanced's supposed to mean then.. it's driving me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, and this, as it turns out, is a meaningless post after all. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Find a job everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Hah, I need to get a job. And a life too, while we're at it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-5931149850154145694?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/5931149850154145694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/5931149850154145694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/02/libra.html' title='The Libra'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-3907112594239117451</id><published>2007-02-07T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T00:01:38.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Episodes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/#goods/quiz"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 309px;" src="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/images/blogs/bubble.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/images/blogs/bubble.gif"&gt;Click for larger version of image&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I totally loved this week's episodes of the shows I'm watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prison Break &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;16- my lovely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MiSa&lt;/span&gt;! Reunited!!&lt;br /&gt;Heroes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;14- Oh my Gosh goodness Claire! HOW CAN?!!&lt;br /&gt;HYD Returns &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;05- Finally!! Some [[&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;humour&lt;/span&gt; + &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; - (a lil bit of) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;angst&lt;/span&gt; ]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when all is said and done, I must now find some motivation to start studying for the final papers of the year. &lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N o       M o r e       &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D i s t r a c t i o n s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(which coincidentally is the title for this week's epi of Heroes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-3907112594239117451?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/3907112594239117451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/3907112594239117451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/02/episodes.html' title='The Episodes'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-9120424870247315467</id><published>2007-01-31T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T23:38:00.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End [Beginning]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RcCw0dNtHhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YIuJW_JbzZ4/s1600-h/P1010149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RcCw0dNtHhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YIuJW_JbzZ4/s320/P1010149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026211599387270674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The unofficial class photo, plus (afew) minus (afew). Incomplete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close to graduation, I can't believe its almost over for us.  Plus another thing I can't believe is this - on the last week of school, we should spend our time, enjoying each other's company, having as much fun as possible. Instead, here we are, struggling to meet deadlines. On the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAST&lt;/span&gt; week of school, there are still assigments due. It was projects after projects, week after week. For the whole month of January, and then starting from Feb onwards we won't see each other anymore. I love my class, but I totally hate the school? The school's system. They're pure torture. I don't think I've ever had a busier month for the past 3 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were already starting to feel nostalgic, knowing that these are the last few moments we're spending time together, in school. Extremely sad! Erm, still, there's some politics going on around in class. Why have politics only when we're leaving?! You guys are so weird la.&lt;br /&gt;But I totally love them all still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been in the craziest of the craziest classes, and I wouldn't trade that for any other thing in the world. Even back in Secondary Sch, I totally love my E3 classmates. (I couldnt say the same for my 1E1 n 2E2 class though). Gosh I miss those moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always when you're close to graduating that all the fun thing starts happening. But I hope our class will have at least 1 chalet in the future. At least once (!), before everyone of them starts leaving for NS. Unbelievably, we've been a crazy tight class and yet still no chalet for the past 3 years (unlike the other classes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, yes, apart from the time spent on my projects, I'll still find some time to squeeeeze in my favourite shows. Been catching up with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prison Break&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heroes&lt;/span&gt; since their return 2 weeks ago. New plot, new twists, new characters. I'm totally lovin it! And I've completed yet another kdrama which I totally love!! &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fantasy Couple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. This is one of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; best kdrama I've watched, simply for one reason : It is totally &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; draggy at all. And that's saying alot, seeing as how almost all the other dramas are soooo draggy. Plus, it has all the elements i love in any drama, humour, romance (which kdrama doesnt -_-), and a plot. Although the cast isn't really the most attractive of all, never ever judge a show from the pictures of the cast &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt;. People who've watched soo many dramas should know better (Yes, eileen, you know I'm talking to you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give it a try. Plus, after graduation, I sure have alot of catching up to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-9120424870247315467?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/9120424870247315467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/9120424870247315467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/01/end-beginning.html' title='The End [Beginning]'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RcCw0dNtHhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/YIuJW_JbzZ4/s72-c/P1010149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-4432895617605445041</id><published>2007-01-20T23:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T23:09:03.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RbIwVLZkPMI/AAAAAAAAABs/RcCzwCUdET0/s1600-h/crazyHaruhi.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RbIwVLZkPMI/AAAAAAAAABs/RcCzwCUdET0/s320/crazyHaruhi.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022129674866932930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my fellow classmate HanXiong (who still has a lot of things to learn about me) asked "You never surf friendster?". And my reply was a short and sweet &lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But still, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(finally)&lt;/span&gt; decided to login to my account today. Why? To get this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons why a person like me (being me) does NOT surf friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not think I'm photogenic at all, I hardly take photos of myself (or of any other thing, for that matter) so why login when I don't have anything to update?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My real friends do not need to keep in touch through Friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to have an anti social lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. this is what I have in my profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Describe Who You Want to Meet&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Huh. Why do you ask when I know you're not going to make it come true? Can you let me meet Wentworth Miller? Or Jared Padalecki and Jensen Ackles? Or Matsumoto Jun, Oguri Shun, Matsuda Shota?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; NO. SO DELETE THIS COLUMN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. I'm funny, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've found some tips on how to have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; when..&lt;br /&gt;a. you're in an enclosed tiny room for four, with poor ventilation&lt;br /&gt;b. you're suppose to do a project that's all full of codes (VB, C++, Java, doesn't matter)&lt;br /&gt;c. you and your team mates don't understand the project (purpose, scope, how to do it..)&lt;br /&gt;d. you'd rather sleep than be in that room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of going stress, and breaking down, and going into depression mode (thus, pulling your team into depression mode as well) or killing each other (your teammates), try..&lt;br /&gt;a. blasting some loud music and singing along to it&lt;br /&gt;b. do crazy and stupid stuff, and goof around&lt;br /&gt;c. scream like its nobody's business (even if you're in the library)&lt;br /&gt;d. abuse each other&lt;br /&gt;e. if possible, make your team mate who's always been serious, go mental or lose his marbles (caution: this could be scary though, try it at your own risk)&lt;br /&gt;f. for guaranteed results, try getting Ivan, Jeremy, and Jianda as your teammates. Other people u can also try are Callen, Heriyadi and Hanxiong. Best result is if you could put all of em together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And trust me, you'll get a very good result. Your work will be somewhat done (I don't guarantee it'll be completed though), and you'll feel extremely good. Try it. It's been proven to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-4432895617605445041?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/4432895617605445041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/4432895617605445041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/01/memory.html' title='The Memory'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RbIwVLZkPMI/AAAAAAAAABs/RcCzwCUdET0/s72-c/crazyHaruhi.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-1924092925363336011</id><published>2007-01-17T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T21:58:07.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Disappointment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/Ra4lgrZkPLI/AAAAAAAAABg/QdXqMyxQ-Ck/s1600-h/bleh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/Ra4lgrZkPLI/AAAAAAAAABg/QdXqMyxQ-Ck/s320/bleh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020991877900680370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Who can't help being cranky when they have the worst starting, and the worst ending of the day?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, well, basically I was cranky through out the whole day, and trust me, I'm so not proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;Started out with me going to school too early since I thought we had a shooting, but only an hour later, did my actor inform me that he can't make it.&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, let's not forget the fact that my class will only start 2 hours later.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks alot ah, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;professional actor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If this thing continues, I'll give up on my team (which has been great so far, btw) and let them do whatever they want to do. I don't like to take crap from others, not even from my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;Well, yes, so I started out my day feeling foolish and stupid, and of course, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pissed.&lt;br /&gt;And then, when class started out, I just don't feel like doing my projects anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the dreaded NAPFA. Which I flunk. Which is something.. quite new. The interesting thing is that I passed the stations that I sucked at back in Sec Sch. And I failed the rest. Including my running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. My running. So now I'm starting to wonder the distance of my normal running session. Well, yes, I haven't been running for a few months, but still. Disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I'm sure &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; of my classmates will be glad that he's right. He predicted that I will fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I do love Eileen. We're so alike in so many ways, she's been my friend, sister, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AUNTY&lt;/span&gt; etc etc (hehe). And of course, she sticked with all my nonsense throughout these three years. I love her for just being there during this NAPFA period, it helped in many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely going to miss her after graduation. Well, of course the rest of the guys too. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to stop being so extremely depressed, I need to listen to some extremely loud music. I don't care if it gives me a headache, mellow n sad songs are a no-no for this period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4 songs, 2 new tracks by Fall Out Boy from their yet to be released album  (basically this is for my friend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="20" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://lifelogger.com/common/flash/flvplayer/flvplayer_basic.swf?file=http://msleah.lifelogger.com/media/audio0/316489_xylsdgrpjk_conv.flv&amp;autoStart=false"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lifelogger.com/common/flash/flvplayer/flvplayer_basic.swf?file=http://msleah.lifelogger.com/media/audio0/316489_xylsdgrpjk_conv.flv&amp;amp;autoStart=false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="20" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30 Seconds To Mars - From Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="20" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://lifelogger.com/common/flash/flvplayer/flvplayer_basic.swf?file=http://msleah.lifelogger.com/media/audio0/316473_ctvvrntpoi_conv.flv&amp;autoStart=false"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lifelogger.com/common/flash/flvplayer/flvplayer_basic.swf?file=http://msleah.lifelogger.com/media/audio0/316473_ctvvrntpoi_conv.flv&amp;amp;autoStart=false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="20" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fall Out Boy - This Ain't A Scene, It's An Arms Race&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(This sounds sooo poppish and boy-bandish, I don't really like it. But its too catchy that it can actually get stuck in my head)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="20" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://lifelogger.com/common/flash/flvplayer/flvplayer_basic.swf?file=http://msleah.lifelogger.com/media/audio0/316472_iwnzefoonb_conv.flv&amp;autoStart=false"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lifelogger.com/common/flash/flvplayer/flvplayer_basic.swf?file=http://msleah.lifelogger.com/media/audio0/316472_iwnzefoonb_conv.flv&amp;amp;autoStart=false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="20" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fall Out Boy - The Carpal Tunnel of Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my all time favourite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="20"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://lifelogger.com/common/flash/flvplayer/flvplayer_basic.swf?file=http://msleah.lifelogger.com/media/audio0/317397_eyrovvtscv_conv.flv&amp;autoStart=false"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lifelogger.com/common/flash/flvplayer/flvplayer_basic.swf?file=http://msleah.lifelogger.com/media/audio0/317397_eyrovvtscv_conv.flv&amp;autoStart=false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="20"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Incubus - Anna Molly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-1924092925363336011?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/1924092925363336011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/1924092925363336011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/01/disappointment.html' title='The Disappointment'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/Ra4lgrZkPLI/AAAAAAAAABg/QdXqMyxQ-Ck/s72-c/bleh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-3577378789339986458</id><published>2007-01-14T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T23:23:49.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RapAA7ZkPII/AAAAAAAAAA8/XwMPx4lTdhg/s1600-h/pb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RapAUrZkPJI/AAAAAAAAABE/lcKysU3ThDk/s320/Prison.Break.S02E12.HDTV.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019895458649357458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Do not click on the image if you fear spoilers from the series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This post is total randomness. Why? Because I feel like this blog needs an update.&lt;br /&gt;The only update I have abt myself, is that, lately, for the past month or so, I've been seeing Taufik (yes, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; Taufik Batisah) everywhere. And I mean everywhere. In real life, tv, newspaper etc etc. Even his album. Goodness sake. All thanks to my bestest best friend in the whole wide world. Thank you for dragging me everywhere for this guy. I am exhausted, and I really hope never to have to do this again. Anyway, he was at C.P today (and I really was extremely lazy to go out of the house on a cold wet and rainy day just to see him &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;) but I did, because, well, you always do things you don't want to for the sake of your friends. And it was crowded, but not too crowded (not like IMM). But the weird thing is, this time the screams were ear-piercing. I couldn't stand it at all. And I was at the extreme back too. Imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this T.F was asked what his favourite show was. And he said &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.B&lt;/span&gt;! If you haven't already know, I totally love P.B! Yes, I'm patiently waiting for Ep &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt; to be back this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22nd Jan &lt;/span&gt;And when he said "Who here loves Scofield?" that was the only moment that I was.. so to say, alive! Trust me, if you ever see me at his events, I am not lively at all. In fact, you can almost say I was bored. I didn't even want to be there in the first place! The things I do for my girl friend. Anyway, yes, that's about it. Thus, the 'comical' images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's what I did out of boredom yesterday. I'm sure plenty of you have seen this everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RapJZrZkPKI/AAAAAAAAABU/hrzKnY-ukfM/s1600-h/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm left guessing what kind of movie this is going to turn out.&lt;br /&gt;The sountrack is Rockish + R&amp;amp;Bish (RuBbish) + Popish?&lt;br /&gt;This is a very weird movie, which I think, based on the kind of person I am, is perfect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-3577378789339986458?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/3577378789339986458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/3577378789339986458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/01/movie.html' title='The Movie'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RapAUrZkPJI/AAAAAAAAABE/lcKysU3ThDk/s72-c/Prison.Break.S02E12.HDTV.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-4405165279661656796</id><published>2007-01-09T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T00:51:45.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Escape</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RaJuwRUZhwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Smqsp1nCHT0/s1600-h/PC2_2829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RaJuwRUZhwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Smqsp1nCHT0/s320/PC2_2829.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017694710405891842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes. I'd be in Cap'n Jack's position as of this moment. If only I can escape from all those assignments! Practically the whole month is packed with assignments, CAs, tests, NAFA and what-nots. And this is the second post on the second day of the second week of the (not-so-new) year. I think this blog is left abandoned, yet again. My mistake, for being busy, if not lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have resume my J/KDrama addiction, have I mention that yet? Yes, but my current obsession now is Hana Yori Dango (Returns!). Even though the first season was out and completed about 2 years back (sometime Dec 2005), I only watch it a year later (Dec 2006) and only to find that they are returning for a second season a month later (Jan 2007).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm feeling quite happy that I didn't watch the series on 2005, cuz that would mean I have to wait a whole year before the second season aired, but now, I'm sort of wishing that I haven't watch it at all. So that I can watch them all together (with subs, and all, mind you) when everything is completed. Too bad, I'm resolved to watching RAWS, but isn't it a privelage that I can &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sort&lt;/span&gt; of understand what's going on? Of course, I still have to depend on summaries to confirm that I juz understood what I've juz watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RaJypBUZhxI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZFxVb7JrNLk/s1600-h/Hana+Yori+Dango+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RaJypBUZhxI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZFxVb7JrNLk/s320/Hana+Yori+Dango+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017698983898351378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Soujirou, Rui, Tsukushi, Tsukasa, Akira)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, yes, yes, once my obsession and addiction has start, its always something bad. And somehow, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always always always&lt;/span&gt; rant about my latest addiction in this blog. Go back a few archives and you'll get Nobuta wo Produce, Ouran, My Girl etc etc. I mean, if not in my blog, where else, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway check out Hana Yori Dango if you haven't (&amp;amp; is interested). Plus, because of this, I got hooked on their Insert Song, Flavor of Life by Utada Hikaru. This is a very bad thing, bcuz I can't get the song, since it's not yet released!! Not only that, it's stuck in my head, and I don't see it stopping anytime soon. Ah~ my addiction always lead to something bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I'm not the only one though. Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-4405165279661656796?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/4405165279661656796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/4405165279661656796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/01/escape.html' title='The Escape'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RaJuwRUZhwI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Smqsp1nCHT0/s72-c/PC2_2829.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-3831190203089785901</id><published>2007-01-01T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T14:00:26.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RZZ5fVEH5BI/AAAAAAAAAAY/3J-3WneB8x8/s1600-h/newyear07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RZZ5fVEH5BI/AAAAAAAAAAY/3J-3WneB8x8/s320/newyear07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014328814260970514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a Happy New Year to all. Out with the old, in with the New. Go make some "useful" resolutions and at least try to keep them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy New Year Everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;And Selamat Hari Raya Aidiladha&lt;/blockquote&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/7723722-3831190203089785901?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/3831190203089785901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/3831190203089785901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year.html' title='The New Year'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RZZ5fVEH5BI/AAAAAAAAAAY/3J-3WneB8x8/s72-c/newyear07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-8665058485641550615</id><published>2006-12-25T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T13:24:54.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RZCw3FEH5AI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YHZqPYErRFw/s1600-h/bleach_r%26r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RZCw3FEH5AI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YHZqPYErRFw/s320/bleach_r%26r.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012700845562127362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes.  Tis the time of the year where its raining cats and dogs, the weather that doesn't seem to agree with the events going on. Like say, Christmas? Or the school holidays? Relaxation? But I'm not complaining, because it means, I can stay at home and.. rot. I love to rot. Why? Because, when you dont spend your holidays making money, you better not go and waste them. That's my policy anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically I haven't been out ever since my super busy weekend, 2 weeks ago. Haha. Yes. It's been a whole week of slacking at home, playing.. guess what? Sims 2. UNBELIEVABLE? Well, better believe it. I haven't even gone to the movies, and I've been wanting to watch Eragon ever since May. And then there's still the Night At The Museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus the fact that.. I haven't touch a single thing to do with school. Like projects, for example. Totally bad. And. My laziness is totally affecting everything. I haven't been running! So sad, my fitness level is, erm, rapidly decreasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I really got to pull myself together. This holiday is ending, and.. I better not get pulled along with it. But what weather, eh? I love staying at home on rainy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Merry Christmas &amp;amp; A Happy New Year Everyone.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-8665058485641550615?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/8665058485641550615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/8665058485641550615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/12/holidays.html' title='The Holidays'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bWVNWyiNo0E/RZCw3FEH5AI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YHZqPYErRFw/s72-c/bleach_r%26r.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-116586007635620210</id><published>2006-12-12T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T02:01:16.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The (Wrong) Impression</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5523/489/1600/367662/fallen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5523/489/320/595246/fallen.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I'm starting to think that my blog is getting kind of image heavy. There are a LOT of images everywhere, and I wonder if its going to sound ironic if i say that out of all these images, none has my face plastered on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lets see, I think I'll still continue with the images, it makes my blog more colourful (than it already is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm starting to think that I'm giving out the impression that I'm arrogant. Its not that I am, you know, its just that sometimes, when people starts talking to me, obviously expecting an answer, I'd just keep mum. Like just now,  when my tutor came over to ask if my work is alright. And coincidentally, I was suffering from major stomach upset, or cramps (or whatever, I was in cold sweat), I was just sitting there, ignoring him. Well, not say ignore, I was actually thinking "Is he asking me if I am alright, or if I can do my work alright. What should I say? Should I tell him?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he had to ask &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; to get me to answer. Even then, I just slowly looked up at him, and gave a half-nod. Without a word. Seriously, what is the matter with me? And its not the first time too. Everytime people expect a response from me, I won't be giving them one. Not because I didn't hear a word they're saying, I do. If this happens to you, it just means that I'm either thinking of a good enough response, or.. don't really think that you need me to answer the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, talk about weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yes, my posts are too wide apart, this is like one in two weeks now. Usually I'd update at least a week. I don't really know what happened, maybe been busy? But I think my friends can be a busier person and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; have time for updates? I don't know, let's put the blame on laziness then. Plain laziness, and simply nothing interesting to talk about. Simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to enjoy the last two weeks of Year 2006 by.. having a great hoiday. Once this week is over, I think there'd be no more rushing. Not that the assignments are no more, my tutors made sure that we all suffer during the December break or there'll be consequences during the first week of the New Year. Pfft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to catch Eragon next week. I'm hoping to catch Dejavu, although I have this gut feeling that I won't be able to do it on the cinema. Flag of our Fathers too. We'll see, we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the picture? It's to remind me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what a fool I made out of myself&lt;/span&gt; yesterday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-116586007635620210?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/116586007635620210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/116586007635620210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/12/wrong-impression.html' title='The (Wrong) Impression'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-116463943946999518</id><published>2006-11-27T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T22:57:19.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ecstasy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5523/489/1600/265300/happy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5523/489/320/561054/happy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because my cousin (with, love) misses me too much, she would always click on the link to my blog. But to her disappointment, whenever she visit, there's nothing much. So, because we rarely see each other (only because she always &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forgot&lt;/span&gt; to tell me when she's in woodlands) she decides to mention my fav snack to motivate me to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I finally am (as I shld've done a long time ago) sparing a few minutes of the 20hrs that I'm online, to update my online diary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's up? For the past few days, I've been having this happy vibe all around me. No idea why, I think its a phase, but oh how I wish I could feel like this forever! Because, if this feeling is forever, then there wouldn't be a need for ecstasy, because this is the purest form of ecstasy ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so its quite obvious I'm exaggerating. But, like nurul would say, I'm a happy goober! Woot. I think maybe its because of the 8 hours of sleep I had last night. And if I were to wake up at 6 tmr morning, I would've to go to sleep at 10pm. Hmm, a little too late for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the assignments are piling up. But I'm still keeping my cool. I failed my first AVFE assignment though. Have to buck up! I'm 3 parts happy 1 part unhappy, and its quite obvious which category assignments fall under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? I love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Survivor&lt;/span&gt;, I love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heroes&lt;/span&gt; and when I watch these shows back to back last Saturday, I get all excited only because I can't wait for the next episode to be out. And I need to exercise more (I miss running!), so someone would have to motivate me to wake up early mornings during the weekend to do so. Man, is that going to be hard. Plus, I have to learn how to save my money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly I'm feeling nostalgic and missing my girlfriends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-116463943946999518?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/116463943946999518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/116463943946999518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/11/ecstasy.html' title='The Ecstasy'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-116382767883142493</id><published>2006-11-18T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T13:34:28.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/js.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/320/js.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am updating to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;apologise&lt;/span&gt; for not updating.&lt;br /&gt;Plain laziness has kicked into the system. Plus the fact that I don't know what I'm suppose to write about anymore. I have been busy busy busy with a lot of other stuff, like trying to keep my bonds with the girlfriends, visiting places I haven't been to (in awhile), eating things I haven't been eating (in awhile). Spending the money I saved for one thing on something else. Things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, we had like a family outing yesterday, which was quite fun. Except that I was totally zonked out in the end, and still can't go to sleep just yet, cuz I had to stay up to complete my assignment on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been watching my animes anymore, which is quite sad actually. I'm watching my shows like Heroes, Survivor (has taken its toll on me) and that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm more into keeping myself physically fit now. I've been running (and getting my running attire), thinking of taking up &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;silat&lt;/span&gt;, doing a little bit of self-taught yoga at home, intend to go cycling with my parents (but would have to wait for the bike), and I don't know what else. I want to go swimming so badly but.. where? Private pool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I should go visit IMM more often now. Not that its anything, but the place has like changed alot since I last went there (which was like, around more than a year ago?). It's bigger and alot more shops there? I felt a little bit lost for awhile, all the while thinking "IMM is like this? Like, since when??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should go out more often, but then again, I've been intending to save up some money for some stuff. And like I said earlier, I spend on different things that I saved up for. Plus if I went out every week (which is already happening atm), how to save money &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;liddat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-116382767883142493?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/116382767883142493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/116382767883142493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/11/trip.html' title='The Trip'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-116212982323295642</id><published>2006-11-01T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T23:13:42.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Green Man</title><content type='html'>As the years go by, apparently having "Evergreen" in your secondary school name (seriously, right?) affects you in the long run. Green is now my favourite colour. I wouldn't have believed it myself,  5 years ago. I'd be disgusted. But, now, I am loving green!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/green.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/320/green.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't ask what's happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading over to the music, I realized something. Lately artistes releasing new albums have a total change in their music scene. Take &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nelly Furtado&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Justin Timberlake&lt;/span&gt; for example. The stuff that they have now are totally different and unexpected. You wouldn't know its them the first time you heard their 1st newly released (at that time) single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't a fan of either "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maneater&lt;/span&gt;" or "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sexyback&lt;/span&gt;". The first single from their new album. But strangely enough, both their second single got to me. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Promiscous&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Love&lt;/span&gt;" (although I totally hate what the former song was about).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if anyone hasn't noticed, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evanescence&lt;/span&gt; are much mellower than they used to be. I prefer their old stuff, so it was kind of a disappointment. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Chemical Romance&lt;/span&gt; are not like their old self, but this time, I totally love their new style. The new album is awesome, I might just go get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And. I am addicted to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heroes&lt;/span&gt;. It is simply &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;. You know, shows that can send chills down your back (when they're not even thriller/horror shows) equals to awesomeness. You just know its going to be great. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grey's Anatomy&lt;/span&gt; had that effect on me once in a while too. I'm glad I got back to watching that show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I haven't even got started on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Nine&lt;/span&gt; yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-116212982323295642?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/116212982323295642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/116212982323295642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/11/green-man.html' title='The Green Man'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-116020791324894588</id><published>2006-10-11T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T12:31:47.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The List</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/1748/1158520060788ud3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/1748/1158520060788ud3.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the start of the new season, that means new animes. And by golly, there are plenty this time round. Truth be told, there's always plenty of new series. I haven't been watching/catching up on my animes, so I don't really keep track. But now.. actually, its kinda the same situation really. I'm just adding the titles to my "To Watch" list. Trust me, over the years, it has been growing and growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't even finish watching those completed animes from the previous seasons (FSN, Ergo Proxy etc..) and I have a long-long-really-long queue of discs lined up for me to watch (Suzumiya Haruhi, Jigoku Shoujo,Honey &amp; Clover 1,2 etc..). And what do I do? Add more new series to the list. Sometimes even I can't believe myself. It's not like I'm going to watch all of them in one go. But it'd be nice to watch completed series all at one go a.k.a a marathon. However it'd be a long time before  I can be that free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've piled up a few series this new season to add to my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/bl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/320/bl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;black lagoon season 2&lt;/span&gt; - Definitely going to get this, since I've finished the first season and loved it. New evil twins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/ichimash.1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/320/ichimash.0.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ichigo mashimaro ova&lt;/span&gt; - I can't wait. This is actually one series that I've finished watching, so I know it'd be a cute OVA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/afrosam.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/320/afrosam.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;afro samurai&lt;/span&gt; - new series. Looks cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/deathnote.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/320/deathnote.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;deathnote&lt;/span&gt; - first the manga, then movie, now the anime. So which should I watch first?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/pumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/320/pumpkin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/pump2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/400/pump2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the pumpkin scissors&lt;/span&gt; - Another new series. I think it's bada--. I'm definitely going to watch this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/d-grayman.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/320/d-grayman.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;d-grayman&lt;/span&gt; - Another adaptation from manga. Manga first or just anime?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/jigoku2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/320/jigoku2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jigoku shoujo ni kago&lt;/span&gt; - I know I'm going to love this. Now if only I'd get around to start watching the first season...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now kind of hated animes with manga adaptations. Not because most of them are bad, no. Because, I can't decide whether to read the manga first or just skip to the anime. I've a long list of manga to read (-.-") -what's new?- and D-grayman as well as Deathnote was in that list. It's just that i've never really got around to it. So, now with the anime..&lt;br /&gt;I've experienced this with NANA, so I know what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;It's like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the movie first. And then when the anime comes, it's basically a repetition, so I'd get turned off and bored. (Btw, NANA is currently on Hold, like many other series -sigh- ) And when I &lt;s&gt;force myself to&lt;/s&gt; get round to the manga (because I love to know what happens next), it's basically the same thing. So.. here's what I think I'll do. Watch the anime, skip the manga. (I have yet to decide about the movie) IF the anime is completed or turned bad halfway, switch to the manga. Am I brilliant?! A-ha.. Or maybe I should read manga first, then anime, like Ouran? Ugh, indecisive mode has kicked in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm only going to follow these 2 series at the mo. Bokura ga Ita and BL Second Barrage.&lt;br /&gt;Like they said, with every ending (Ouran is finished! Noooo!!) comes a new beginning (Yeah, look at the long list I have now. Pfft.).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-116020791324894588?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/116020791324894588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/116020791324894588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/10/list.html' title='The List'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-116031706187974619</id><published>2006-10-08T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T22:11:29.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/moojig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/320/moojig.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what it was like last night, at the beginning. She was the one who kind-of started it all. I joined in a few minutes later, and did most of it all the way to the end. (She stopped after the  first few pieces though. Pfft)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/leesakura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/320/leesakura.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this, the final result, 9++ hours later (we started around 7.15pm). My dad saw me doing it (with the rest of the sisters like Hanim &amp; Narimah) and asked if I really have so much time on my hands. Dad, you have no idea how much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/320/Image003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the marker is purposely placed there for the proportion of the whole thing. It's big, its on the floor, and I have absolutely no idea what to do with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-116031706187974619?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/116031706187974619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/116031706187974619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/10/game.html' title='The Game'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-115996789048538156</id><published>2006-10-07T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T22:21:16.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Season Premieres</title><content type='html'>With the faulty (and totally problematic) laptop and the close to useless computer, I am deprived. Deprived from shows like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grey's Anatomy&lt;/span&gt; 2. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lost&lt;/span&gt; 3. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Desperate Housewives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. And guess what? They are all back for a Season 3. Oh how I wish I could use torrent now and get them all hot new releases! But I guess I have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patience &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt; the key - in some cases, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/GA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/320/GA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to catch up on GA. It's the show that I've been anticipating since its end from the last season. You have to catch it,  with each season ending, there's always a surprise element. Like when Season 1 ended, it ends with the entrance of Addison. And because of that last episode, I've been following Season 2 faithfully, even though I only catch bits of Season 1. And now, with the end of Season 2 + beginning of Season 3, we have to know who's the unlucky guy Meredith chose. If I wasn't clear enough, I'm quite sick of Meredith's affair with guys. And I can't wait to listen to the music. I've already mentioned this, but GA has the greatest soundtrack ever. (I first heard Chasing Cars here, and that was like &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 months&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ago, before it became everyone's fav song - recently)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/DH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/320/DH.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Desperate Housewives, I'll continue where I left off. I don't have any intention of following the first 2 seasons of DH because.. Well, because, I don't see a need to. Even though I haven't been watching every single episode, I can at least still keep up with what's going on. (What happened to Susan, when Mike didn't show up? And how come Bree always ends up with the LUNATICS? Literally!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/LostS3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/LostS320.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the same can't be said for Lost. Therefore, I am yet to catch up on Season 1 AND 2 before I can continue with the new season. Sounds troublesome, but I wouldn't bother if the show wasn't worth the hassle. Ah man, if I could (maybe in the near future) I'd love to catch up with 24, Veronica Mars, Joan etc etc. I'm such a sucker for good-plot-eye-candy(?) tv shows. Ah,man. We all know I'm just bored, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, those are shows going on the third season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For series that are just premiering, and I'm totally interested in, that would be:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/thenine/index.html"&gt;The Nine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/thenine.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/320/thenine.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Plot: Think &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24. &lt;/span&gt;Its about nine strangers who comes together to talk about their lives. Aha! BORING! Well actually, its about a bank robbery, and these people were hold hostages. Watch the preview at the site. I love how ironic it was when the robbers said it would all be over in 5 minutes, only to see them being rescued -get this- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;52 hours&lt;/span&gt; later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/Heroes/"&gt;Heroes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/509/1600/heroes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2931/509/400/heroes.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Plot: Superheroes. Think Smallville. There's even a cheerleader who's invinsible like Clark Kent! Hmm. Comic heroes, I can't really elaborate much, check out the site for more details (and preview).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/uglybetty/index.html"&gt;Ugly Betty&lt;/a&gt; - which is a remake btw (another one?!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/betty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/320/betty.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Plot: It's about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ugly Betty&lt;/span&gt;(duh!) working in a fashion (?) magazine industry. You know how these editors  bla bla aka evil people on the fashion magazine industries are. Image, gossip (etc) are the only words in their dictionary. Anyway meet Betty as she struggle in that environment. I've actually watched the original (which was in Spanish, I think) years ago so..&lt;br /&gt;-Spoiler Alert-&lt;br /&gt;She's going to (of course) eventually get rid of the braces, glasses and new hairdo and be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not-so ugly&lt;/span&gt;. AND, she's in love with her boss. Or will be. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ugh, I am torturing myself for lining up shows I cannot watch at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-115996789048538156?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115996789048538156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115996789048538156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-season-premieres.html' title='The New Season Premieres'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-115996676313285651</id><published>2006-10-05T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T12:26:44.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Source of my Fav Asian Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img117.imageshack.us/img117/7805/mygirl1280031221gh2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img117.imageshack.us/img117/7805/mygirl1280031221gh2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Girl is one of my fav KDramas now. It's up on the top 5 list along with Full House and MNIKSS. Hilarious hilarious hilarious, I totally love the humor factor they have in the show. Some of the dumbest things they do in the show are enough to crack you up for the rest of the day. But like all KDramas, the comedy factor comes to a full stop the moment they are halfway through the show. The reason? Because that's where the plot comes in, and trust me, if they're lucky enough not to be exaggerating (the plot, that is), they get depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img117.imageshack.us/img117/576/mygirl1280021221tm3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img117.imageshack.us/img117/576/mygirl1280021221tm3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall I really enjoyed the show, once the tears and "I can't be with you for _______ reasons" part of the story has pass. Plus the fact that they have attractive lead(s) - esp the males! - doesn't hurt either. A little bit about the show? Main storyline is that the 2 people who hate each other's guts crossed path, and - later - fell in love! (Isn't that &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; the case?) But really, its actually about a guy who pays a girl to pretend to be his cousin, for his grandfather's sake (who was on the deathbed). And.. then things got quite complicated and messy some few episodes later. That's where the interesting parts begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img239.imageshack.us/img239/9351/phours139cv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img239.imageshack.us/img239/9351/phours139cv.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Goong! My goodness, how long ago was it that I finished the show? Earlier this year? I'm kinda glad they're playing it on CH U next week ( I love re-watching my fav shows, like KSS) cuz I get to see Yul again! And the princess dresses are gorgeous, really really gorgeous. Not to forget the teddies at the end of each episode, that parts' so cute! The fact that they meticulously dress up the tiny teddies to match the costume the actor/actress wears and create that particular pose in a certain scene - well, you have to watch it to get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My KDrama list is certainly increasing, although I don't think the list has even reached 10. YET.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-115996676313285651?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115996676313285651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115996676313285651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/10/source-of-my-fav-asian-men.html' title='The Source of my Fav Asian Men'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-115985187556798467</id><published>2006-10-03T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T13:51:38.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sweet Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/ima-ai-ni-yukimasu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/320/ima-ai-ni-yukimasu.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alt Title: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Ima, Ai Ni Yukimasu (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Right now, I'm going to meet you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="20" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://lifelogger.com/common/flash/flvplayer/flvplayer_basic.swf?file=http://msleah.lifelogger.com/media/audio/246558_shqareimak_conv.flv&amp;autoStart=false"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lifelogger.com/common/flash/flvplayer/flvplayer_basic.swf?file=http://msleah.lifelogger.com/media/audio/246558_shqareimak_conv.flv&amp;amp;autoStart=false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="20" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orange Range - Hana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed this show immensely. You have to get past the logic factor and just go ahead and enjoy the movie. In keeping my post a short one, go ahead to this site &lt;a href="http://www.designchronicle.com/memento/archives/ima_ai_ni_yukimasu.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for a more detailed summary on the show. Or just for the sypnosis:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mio's death leaves husband Takumi and 6 year old son Yuji fending for themselves. Taku occasionally suffers fainting spells, is disorganized, and fears that his health hindered Mio's happiness. Yuji overheard relatives speculate that his delivery compromised her health, and he blames himself for her death. Mio left him a picture book in which she departs for 'The Archive Star' but re-appears during the rainy season the following year, and he eagerly awaits her return. &lt;p&gt;Taking a walk in the forest outside their house, Taku and Yuji find a woman sheltering from the rain and immediately accept her as Mio. She has no memory or sense of identity, but comes home to live with them anyway. She asks Taku how they met and fell in love, and he recounts a tale of years of missed chances starting in high school until she encouraged their marriage years later. As the rainy season nears its end, Yuji finds the 'time capsule' he hid with his mother before her death. Mio's diary is inside, and its version of the romance holds the answers to the mystery.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I really loved this movie. I was surprised when they played &lt;a href="http://msleah.lifelogger.com/media/audio/246558_shqareimak_ori.mp3"&gt;Orange Range's Hana&lt;/a&gt; at the end of the show, and later found out that it was this movie that made the song extremely popular in 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few research(es) later, I realized that they made a drama series out of the movie and used &lt;a href="http://www.mediamax.com/msleah/Hosted/Orange%20Range%20-%20Kizuna.mp3"&gt;Orange Range's Kizuna&lt;/a&gt; as the Theme Song. (Hana and Kizuna are two of OR's most popular ballads.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/Ima-drama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/320/Ima-drama.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Ima, Ai Ni Yukimasu (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drama)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="20" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://lifelogger.com/common/flash/flvplayer/flvplayer_basic.swf?file=http://msleah.lifelogger.com/media/audio/246560_pepgwmynji_conv.flv&amp;autoStart=false"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lifelogger.com/common/flash/flvplayer/flvplayer_basic.swf?file=http://msleah.lifelogger.com/media/audio/246560_pepgwmynji_conv.flv&amp;amp;autoStart=false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="20" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Orange Range - Kizuna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is also word that they're re-making this movie some time next year, with Jennifer Garner as the main lead. How come they're always remaking Japanese movies?&lt;br /&gt;Now wasn't this an informative post?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-115985187556798467?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115985187556798467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115985187556798467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/10/sweet-story.html' title='The Sweet Story'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-115927706001705404</id><published>2006-09-26T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T21:34:07.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/b%27day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/320/b%27day.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I celebrated Hady's victory with my birthday. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;(AS IF)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thank You&lt;/span&gt; for the wishes, the presents, the messages, etc etc!&lt;br /&gt;Every single one puts a private smile on my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-115927706001705404?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115927706001705404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115927706001705404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/09/celebration.html' title='The Celebration'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-115919932240784999</id><published>2006-09-25T23:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T23:50:36.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Showdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.singaporeidol.com/images/scoops/mainpix_250906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.singaporeidol.com/images/scoops/mainpix_250906.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And, I present to you, Your &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;(2nd)&lt;/span&gt; Singapore Idol.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tag Replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;[SI RELATED]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Kesh: WOOT!!&lt;br /&gt;Euneera: DOUBLE WOOT!!&lt;br /&gt;kHai: Because everyone likes Hady, that's why he won la, kan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;[NON-SI]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;nj: I MISS YOU TOO BABE! But I'm back alrdy ;)&lt;br /&gt;jem: Yeah Prison Break is nice. I only watch nice shows. LOL. =p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Tadaima..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-115919932240784999?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115919932240784999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115919932240784999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/09/final-showdown_25.html' title='The Final Showdown'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-115876895428490078</id><published>2006-09-21T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T22:45:36.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Open Door</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img86.imageshack.us/img86/6596/1158693173958kc2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img86.imageshack.us/img86/6596/1158693173958kc2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of my current fav tracks (since this &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; a post about music). Reasons for why the songs are chosen are written beside the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(R)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediamax.com/msleah/Hosted/Evanescence%20-%20Call%20Me%20When%20You%27re%20Sober.mp3"&gt;Evanescence - Call Me When You're Sober&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[because above is the cover of their new album]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediamax.com/msleah/Hosted/Snow%20Patrol%20-%20You%20Could%20Be%20Happy.mp3"&gt;Snow Patrol - You Could Be Happy&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[because I've already mentioned it on the previous post]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediamax.com/msleah/Hosted/Snow%20Patrol%20-%20Set%20The%20Fire%20To%20The%20Third%20Bar.mp3"&gt;Snow Patrol - Set Fire To The Third Bar&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[because I love Snow Patrol and their latest album!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(R)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediamax.com/msleah/Hosted/The%20Red%20Jumpsuit%20Apparatus%20-%20Face%20Down.mp3"&gt;The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus - Face Down&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[because the lyrics are meaningful]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(R)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediamax.com/msleah/Hosted/Quietdrive%20-%20Time%20After%20Time.mp3"&gt;Quietdrive - Time After Time&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[because it is addictive! From John Tucker Must Die OST btw]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*(R) - rock&lt;br /&gt;** tag to inform if links dont work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-115876895428490078?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115876895428490078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115876895428490078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/09/open-door.html' title='The Open Door'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-115824012076482705</id><published>2006-09-14T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T21:55:59.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spectaculars (My Favourite Songs)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jamie Oliver &lt;i&gt;(Oliver's Twist)&lt;/i&gt; does not know what you're suppose to call a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rambutan&lt;/span&gt;. Instead he called it ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hairy Lychee&lt;/i&gt; - Jamie Oliver&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BRITS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Hilarious. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current favourite tune: -&lt;br /&gt;Snow Patrol - You Could Be Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My "hiatus" has been disturbed.&lt;br /&gt;I won't promise weekly updates,&lt;br /&gt;but I'll try to post as much as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and they're showing Prison Break on Ch 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've posted bout this series somewhere here like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;MONTHS&lt;/span&gt; ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But better late than never, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Hady Mirza or Jonathan Leong?&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/7723722-115824012076482705?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115824012076482705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115824012076482705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/09/spectaculars-my-favourite-songs.html' title='The Spectaculars (My Favourite Songs)'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-115522124813326639</id><published>2006-08-10T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T23:05:00.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spectaculars (Friends &amp; Family)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright, I'll say what I'm here to say, and then I shall take my leave.&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to write a shorter entry, but I'm.. the type who writes a really long essay, if I know what to write about. (And hopefully get at least a B for it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO Rahimah is out of the competition.&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how Rahimah and Paul were in the bottom two.&lt;br /&gt;They're bro and sis from beginning till end (if ya know what i mean =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Joakim, cuz everyone's still trying to say something, making it look like he's affected by it or something.&lt;br /&gt;But Poor Joakim, cuz every single week, over and over again, the judges have been negative about him.&lt;br /&gt;And still, he watches the people close to him go week after week. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is turning into a real composition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO. I have a &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DECLARATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be out of town for the next few months.&lt;br /&gt;Literally out of town (if you can decipher the meaning).&lt;br /&gt;I will not contact anyone,  unless its school-based.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone will not be able to get into contact with me, unless of course, its important.&lt;br /&gt;I will not be online.&lt;br /&gt;You will no longer see me on MSN (which has already been happening).&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I will not be blogging.&lt;br /&gt;For the next 2 months, at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll be on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;HIATUS.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But fret not, because, I will be back.&lt;br /&gt;Even if by that time school has already re-opened.&lt;br /&gt;It simply means that I will not be updating frequently.&lt;br /&gt;Although hopefully, the weekly trend will continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just one of those times,&lt;br /&gt;where you want to have a break from life.&lt;br /&gt;From the people you know or do not know.&lt;br /&gt;From the usual hustle and bustle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just making use of this time to do some..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEDITATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Er, I'm not sure about that, but..&lt;br /&gt;just some 'life-reflection' thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. Adios, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you on October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It did turn out like an essay, after all..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-115522124813326639?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115522124813326639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115522124813326639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/08/spectaculars-friends-family.html' title='The Spectaculars (Friends &amp; Family)'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-115461451396218392</id><published>2006-08-03T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T10:26:05.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spectaculars (British Invasion)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singapore Idol news&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jay Lim has left the building.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, I didnt catch the show at all, be it Weds or Thurs. So, obviously, I do not really know how they did, except to watch the recaps. Also, I kept in mind that if another girl was out this week, then there'd be a total imbalance in the group. I just realised that the 2 oldest members of the group are.. eliminated. =0&lt;br /&gt;Is there a meaning there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read things on the net, that there were assumptions that Joakim was with Rahimah, and Paul with Jasmine on the paper recently. I pity them - the subject of the scandals, as well as the people who lives for / created these scandals. I seriously feel sad for these gossip columnist, because their lives seems to revolve around other people's lives. If there's nothing remotely interesting going on, they decide to take things in their own hands and spin one story themselves. Its like they have no life of their own. Poor souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my final year project is done. Finally. The VIVA was over. It was a breeze, for me, but I'm not sure if my marks are going to be affected. The simple reason being that during the whole presentation, Andrew took control and stole the whole show (as usual).&lt;br /&gt;But it wasn't that bad, because it was Melvin Ang who's the second marker. Despite the questions, he was a nice guy, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my supervisor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was just standing there (with aching back, and terribly sore feet!), I observed everyone in that room, while the person beside me do all the talking. Well, lets just say that we all can see that he (supervisor) thinks he could have used that time doing some quality work elsewhere. Hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so I have been telling people things. Now I feel terrible about it, wishing that I was more patient, and that I could've deal with it as.. a patient being? I can't help how I feel, I know. But I think its better from now, that I just keep my mouth shut. Guilty? Yes, I definitely am, even though by right, I didn't really do anything wrong. Just voicing out my feelings. To the people I trust. But as the saying goes, food passed from hand to hand gets smaller, while stories passing from mouth to mouth gets bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye, so that's about that. And neko is being extremely mischievious and violent (though that's the way he is) lately that I keep getting scratch marks on my hands. But that's only because he's playing with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But being bitten for real(not the playing/fooling around kind) hurts. It stings real bad. And Neko did just that, a few days ago. He bit my finger, till its almost bleeding; though not exactly extreme, just like a pin prick, but this hurts more. It stings! I wanted to say it feels like being stung by a bee, but lucky for me, I've never had that experience before, so I wouldn't know.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I've been bitten by one of my former cats before, he dig his teeth on my feet. Which leaves a mark/scar, and yes, that stings as well. And these bites were all unexpected, because if you were to expect them, you could've seen it coming and avoid it.&lt;br /&gt;Despite that, I still am not afraid of cats. I love them too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I saw some poor looking kittens on a site yesterday. The poor things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kittenwar.com/kittens/losers/" target="_blank"&gt;See here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They seriously don't look like kittens at all.&lt;br /&gt;But do visit &lt;a href="http://kittenwar.com/" target="_blank"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and choose the cutest kittens! Aha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-115461451396218392?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115461451396218392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115461451396218392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/08/spectaculars-british-invasion.html' title='The Spectaculars (British Invasion)'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-115418654227833608</id><published>2006-07-29T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T23:22:22.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spectaculars (Classics)</title><content type='html'>Aye, this time around Emily is out. But I heard she blames it on the flu? I'm not sure about that. Anyway, the classics are not really my kinda genre. So I've got no comments on how everybody fares. That's where the judges comes in, no? But still. Hady and Jonathan can really sing, dont you think so? I can really see these two make it to the top two, if things were to continue at this rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye, so anyway, this time around, I shall weave a story.&lt;br /&gt;Two tales, to be specific.&lt;br /&gt;Nay, nothing related to Singapore Idol, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first tale I shall speak of revolves around sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep has not been a dreamless spell for me, as of late.&lt;br /&gt;Nay, instead of getting rest, exhaustion is the result I get for sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;I can no longer tell the difference between harmless dreams and the actual reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the brink of waking consciousness, I find myself caught in the midst of the continous dreams mixed with reality.&lt;br /&gt;Things, thoughts, imagination runs wild the moment I close my eyes, and drop into that dark, no longer peaceful realm.&lt;br /&gt;It got so bad that I am now, much afraid to go to sleep, since I know the things that awaits me once I reached that point, are not pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Useless things, thinkings, turned into nightmares, making me see things that are not there, hear things that aren't real, until I can't tell if its just my imagination, or the truth.&lt;br /&gt;Ask my sister how many times I've spoken out loud these past few nights, not making sense, neither to myself, nor her.&lt;br /&gt;Those murmurs and mumblings, that are supposed to only belong in the dreams, escaped my lips; spoken out instead in the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye, sleep is exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;It is no longer the cure for exhaustion.&lt;br /&gt;In my circumstance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another tale I weave, is of the dearly spoken Katt. Also known as the Runaway Katt.&lt;br /&gt;*A wordplay. Kitten + Cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asleep when everyone was, he chose that time to make an appearance.&lt;br /&gt;For he was small and tiny and &lt;i&gt;rare&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;They decided to let him stay the night, caring for him, for fear of letting him go.&lt;br /&gt;T'was with some difficulty, but eventually he gets to stay.&lt;br /&gt;Only to mysteriously disappear one day.&lt;br /&gt;Just like how he came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T'was the myschievious playful presence that was sorely missed.&lt;br /&gt;The chase, the scratches, the bites.&lt;br /&gt;Aye, he was sorely missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later, he was found. Or so, some thought.&lt;br /&gt;Only to have eyes of a darker shade; more slanted shape.&lt;br /&gt;Nose, no longer with the black marks.&lt;br /&gt;Shape bigger, thicker fur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye, but it was only his tail that remains familiar.&lt;br /&gt;For this Katt was no longer violent.&lt;br /&gt;He was indeed.. different.&lt;br /&gt;"'Tis his brother", the mother explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until a day was spent; a whole long day.&lt;br /&gt;His habits, it seems, returned.&lt;br /&gt;He acts familiar, for he does remember.&lt;br /&gt;It is so, that I would like to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And aye, it is him. &lt;br /&gt;Puberty period was what he goes through, was one sister's explanation.&lt;br /&gt;He was experimented on, was another. (With Heri's potions, it seems)&lt;br /&gt;He was on an adventurous journey, was mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter, for now, he is here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that, is the end of this tale.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-115418654227833608?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115418654227833608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115418654227833608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/07/spectaculars-classics.html' title='The Spectaculars (Classics)'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-115366408232578708</id><published>2006-07-23T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T22:16:16.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spectaculars (Number 1 Hits)</title><content type='html'>And so I'm lying here on my still-quite-new double bed.&lt;br /&gt;Which replaced my old Double Decker. =(&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to reply to a msg on the phone, while using the laptop lying on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;Neko is missing and I missed him terribly, terribly.&lt;br /&gt;Gayle is out for Singapore Idol, which is a pity, because she can sing, but she just chose the wrong song.&lt;br /&gt;I just expected her to be out later in the competition, not this early.&lt;br /&gt;It should've been someone else, and we all know who it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help despising someone, even though I know its BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, and classics next week, people. Paul looked soooo weird with his hair held back. Now we all know that his hair, wasn't just for show. He covered his face for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound so eval.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-115366408232578708?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115366408232578708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115366408232578708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/07/spectaculars-number-1-hits.html' title='The Spectaculars (Number 1 Hits)'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-115320852883215898</id><published>2006-07-18T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T22:14:27.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Spectaculars (Parent's Choice)</title><content type='html'>Ah, yes, after all the hustle and bustle, I am finally able to type something that is not remotely connected, in any way, to my Final Year Project.  Well, let's just summarise the previous week's episode of the Spectaculars in one simple sentence,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Norman is out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is actually quite expected. But! The unexpected thing is, Jonathan, with the really powerful vocals which I was impressed with, every time he performs, was in the bottom three! Uh, yeah, people, he was a hot favourite then, what happened now? There were of course possible theories for this reason. I'm thinking that even Gurmit was, in his own way, shocked. Of course, he can't show favouritism, since he is the host, but then he keeps repeating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"I can't stress enough. If you don't want to see your idols in the bottom 3, please vote for them."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, we shall wait for this week's performance, in which, the idols will perform the Number 1 hits(!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The commercial for the upcoming performance was cute, but I wonder what is it with the lollipop? Some idol symbolism?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and before I forget, this is for all the Hady and Joakim fans. A must-have, if you call yourself one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img504.imageshack.us/img504/9201/7609in.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://img504.imageshack.us/img504/9201/7609in.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, that marks the end of, yet again, another Singapore Idol talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_____________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have much to say about the events of my life that I don't even know where to begin.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I shall start by saying this. I am glad and thankful and extremely grateful that I found the book I have been trying to find, for the past few months. Yes, the book, which is entitled "Eldest" by Christoper Paolini, the one which continues after "Eragon". I have yet to read it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.. that's it. I just realized that as much as I love him - Neko, that is - I still miss Misty. To the point that I don't even remember how he looks like or how big he was. I remember his colour, yes, I remember all my cats by colours. Their coats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss all my deceased cats&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; larh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-115320852883215898?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115320852883215898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115320852883215898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/07/spectaculars-parents-choice.html' title='The Spectaculars (Parent&apos;s Choice)'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-115289273054334563</id><published>2006-07-14T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T21:52:58.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POST-poned.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Due to the urgency of a certain report (and the blogger's tendency of always doing things in the last minute), post for this week is held up until Monday, 17th July 2006, after 12 noon. Please look for the edited version of this post then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(Although, I have so much to say for this week. Too bad.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img387.imageshack.us/img387/7167/sadlife9qa.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img387.imageshack.us/img387/7167/sadlife9qa.gif" border="1" width="60%" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(yes, so I was bored and needed a break)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-115289273054334563?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115289273054334563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115289273054334563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/07/post-poned.html' title='POST-poned.'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-115218390510781282</id><published>2006-07-06T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T23:31:00.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get To Know 'Em!</title><content type='html'>"Yes, this week we visit the idol finalists at their home, and get to know them a little better!"&lt;br /&gt;I sound like the 'narrator' of the channel. Okay, whatever it is, this week, its just a simple, hi-hello-let's-get-to-know-one-another kind of thing. It was fun, if you can call invading people's privacy 'fun'. (Jonathon watches cartoon every night, Emily is in love with Japanese actor/singer Domoto Tsuyoshi - of Kinki Kids -; Jasmine use to be fat, erm, what else?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know who to root for, since I love &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; every single one of them. I almost wish everyone would win. Hah, so do they, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well enough of Singapore Idol &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;('s non-existant blabbering).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;____________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the World Cup. After watching the match between France and Portugal, I realised (again) how much I missed playing sports. Well the fact that I haven't played Netball in a long time and suddenly wanting to play again, means I miss sports. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Right?&lt;/span&gt; I definitely didn't miss it during all those trainings under the hot sun a few years ago. And I know I have to start keeping fit (after seeing all those lean men. Whoa, I tell you!) but I just can't seem to get myself to run. Run. Run. RUN! I want to try KickBoxing. Its' my way of venting out frustrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so back to the match.. (a little off topic, there) it was alright. I mean, what can I say? (What do they&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(guys)&lt;/span&gt; ever talk about, after watching soccer matches, anyway?) France won because of Zidane's free kick. There were of course, plenty of chances for Portugal to put a goal as well, but then, maybe it just wasn't their luck. Christiano is so cute! And I totally love his footwork, he's incredibly skilled for someone so young. Not that I can say much about him since I don't really know him that well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real life topic now. Project period is over! (Well.. close, anyway) I'm extremely relieved that half of this burden is over. Now, all I have to wait for is the.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VIVA&lt;/span&gt; which I have absolutely no idea how I'm going to get through. I hate presentations for life! Plus, worse still is I have zilch knowledge on what I'm suppose to talk about. We'll leave that matter until the time comes. In the meantime, I have to start writing a 300 page report. Yes. 300. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;PAGES&lt;/span&gt;. Not &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;words&lt;/span&gt;. And no, I'm not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding something positive to talk about, I have a new kitty! He's so cute, and he came to us (although I have no idea how). Apparently its a little bit late to talk about this, since he's now with us since a few weeks ago. How we came to find him (or he to us) is that my sister was sleeping when suddenly, this flurry object just dropped on her head. And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Viola!&lt;/span&gt; its a kitten! We named him 'Neko'. And he is so cute! I didn't sleep the first night he was with us simply because I had to be awake to take care of him (and his cycle - sleep, eat, business, play).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/7610/neko6dr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img139.imageshack.us/img139/7610/neko6dr.jpg" border="0" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, so that's about it. I find myself having one of those 'about to puke' situations again. It hasn't been happening in a long while, and now its back. Let's just hope its because I'm feeling under the weather, and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;And its been almost a week, but those two songs that I uploaded last week are still the ones that're stuck inside my head. What I loved about them is that those songs helped me go through the 'stress' time when I have to do the last minute editing for my projects. Songs that make me go crazy will stop me getting into a state of extreme depression. Me and my warped logic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music all the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; It's a beautiful lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It's the perfect denial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Such a beautiful lie to believe in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-115218390510781282?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115218390510781282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115218390510781282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/07/get-to-know-em.html' title='Get To Know &apos;Em!'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-115185158024238093</id><published>2006-07-02T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T21:30:50.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 12 - Wildcards</title><content type='html'>Recent updates: Apparently there was a glitch on the system last week, and Nurul, instead of Matilda made it to the top 8. Therefore Matilda's the one in the wildcard. Meryl has dropped out of the competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for the next 4 who made it to the top 12, they are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jay&lt;br /&gt;Matilda&lt;br /&gt;Norman&lt;br /&gt;Gayle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Gayle sang Kelly's Beautiful Disaster and Jay sang Clay's Solitaire. American Idol, anyone?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is pretty much expected. (Like duh!) They should've just said at the very beginning to the bottom row people that they won't make it. Since all those names mentioned above sat at the top row.&lt;br /&gt;And so this coming week, we'll be meeting up close and personal with the top 12 finalists. Or so they say.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, we'll have to wait for the week after that before the 'actual' competition begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Brazil lost the match to France this morning. Isn't that weird? And yesterday, before the match, we were discussing this and one of the guys said that France was unlucky to have met Brazil this early in the World Cup. More like Brazil is the unlucky one in this case, don't you think? Can't wait for the semis, its going to be interesting. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've come across some new cool bands. (Breaking Benjamin and Lostprophets)&lt;br /&gt;The weird thing is, I first heard them on the radio - 987fm. Since when do they play &lt;i&gt;these kind&lt;b&gt; (modern rock)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; of songs? I mean it used to be once in a while but nowadays its been playing these kind of music often. Not that I'm complaining, I just find it weird. But that means I can listen to the radio and hear my fav songs, without the mp3 player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I've been listening to (or trying to find) classics like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KCI and Jojo's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crazy&lt;/span&gt;, but I bump into &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All My Life&lt;/span&gt;. That song brings back memories. I think I will always remember that one certain scene in the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air, because they played that song. It was so meaningful, and yes, that was long ago. In the 90s. And then there's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bachelor Girl's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Buses and Trains&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frente's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bizarre Love Triangle&lt;/span&gt;. Songs that would never be forgotten and will still be nice no matter how old you are. (I sound really old right about now)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christina&lt;/span&gt;'s new single - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ain't No Other Man&lt;/span&gt; - is a classic. I love her songs. Although it sounds like it would fit right in if it was in the Take The Lead OST. Well then. That's about it for this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note: Breaking Benjamin - Diary of Jane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool song, accompanied with an equally cool video.&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload the song on the "Special Preview" section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MePzWtHqrso"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MePzWtHqrso" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-115185158024238093?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115185158024238093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115185158024238093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/07/top-12-wildcards.html' title='Top 12 - Wildcards'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-115099181928135752</id><published>2006-06-22T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T11:43:56.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 12 Part IV</title><content type='html'>I'm exhausted. But here's another update.&lt;br /&gt;(I feel like this week pass by so quickly.. But then again, maybe its just me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next two who made it to the Top 12 are. .&lt;br /&gt;Matilda and Emily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm surprised that Emily made it. I was guessing it would be Meryl, since in my opinion she made the best performance last night. I think Emily made it because of her looks? I don't know. Anyway, she's(Meryl) in the wildcard, so that should be alright, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I'm unsatisfied with; I don't understand why Flo have to make that comment "Just to let you know, Sylvester was also from the wildcard" ?! or something like that? I mean er, so what? Taufik was in the wildcard too and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;newsflash&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he &lt;/span&gt;was the Singapore Idol. I mean, yes, we all know Flo loveeeed Sylvester and is a big fan of his, but still.. Whatever. I don't even know why I'm getting riled up about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;___________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After reading Eragon, and searching for Eldest all over the place last weekend, I ended up having Furuba as my reading material this week. 18 volumes in 3 days. Man, if I keep reading books this fast, I'm never going to have enough to keep me occupied. I'm digging into my Library book at the moment, so hopefully I'll take at least a week to finish the book this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway about Furuba, I initially thought it was a typical shoujo -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;girls'-  &lt;/span&gt;manga &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I mean, come on, with a title like Fruits Basket? You can't blame me)&lt;/span&gt;, but then it actually has plot and some twisted turns here and there, so its no wonder its like the top 10 manga around.  I'm glad I read it when its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, struggling to finish my FYP and hopefully we can get it done as soon as possible! I'm waaaayy too exhausted for this. The body is tired, the mind is tired, and the soul is tired. Goodness. Good luck to the rest out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haven't been having a good connection for a few days now, and so I am hardly online anymore. Miraculously, I actually have a stable connection when I'm blogging. I wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is for all of us who have friends. Or who don't. Whichever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img233.imageshack.us/img233/1189/friendship22fe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img233.imageshack.us/img233/1189/friendship22fe.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-115099181928135752?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115099181928135752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115099181928135752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/06/top-12-part-iv.html' title='Top 12 Part IV'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-115043458978781780</id><published>2006-06-16T12:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T13:30:46.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 12 Part III</title><content type='html'>As usual, I'm here to report who makes it to the next round.&lt;br /&gt;This week it would be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.singaporeidol.com/images/contestants/Hady-Mirza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 139px;" src="http://img141.imageshack.us/img141/5676/hadymirza0ni.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;            &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;             &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.singaporeidol.com/images/contestants/Joakim-Gomez.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 139px;" src="http://img141.imageshack.us/img141/3496/joakimgomez5gg.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, its very predictable, these kind of things. After seeing the performances, it was already 'decided' that Hady would make it to the next round. As for the reason why us sisters chose Joakim instead of Jay was because his performance was the most entertaining that night. But truthfully? Jay's singing was better. So let's hope he makes it in the wildcard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we end this week's SI section, here's something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tell us one thing about you that people are always surprised to learn about.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Korean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprised I definitely am. Guess who the contestant is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So. I finally found &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eragon&lt;/span&gt;! Which was totally unexpected, but I'm glad I finally get to read the book. Or more like the book found me, just like how Saphira found Eragon (or the other way round, depends on your perspective). Corny? Yeah, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished the book in two whole days. And believe me, the book was thick. I think an average of 500pages. From what I can say, the book is "similar" to JR Tolkien's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Lord Of The Rings &lt;/span&gt;trilogy, only a little less complex; for which I'm utterly greatful for (seeing that I couldn't bear reading LOTR until the end). But as for style of writing, I still prefer JK Rowling's. Anyway, I am now in search of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eldest, the sequel.&lt;/span&gt; I mean, I finished &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eragon&lt;/span&gt; in two days, and I had to continue. Unfortunately, the only way I can read the book is to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i.&lt;/span&gt; reserve from the library or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ii.&lt;/span&gt; purchase it. I don't mind purchasing the book, as it can still be found at Popular, but I'll think about it. Especially when I just found out that they're releasing the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Deluxe Edition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; soon. Dilemmas dilemmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, after typing this post, I think I better get to bed. Even though its 1PM. I'm down with the flu. So much for my strong immune system. I was stuck with the 'watery' runny nose (which was&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; extremely&lt;/span&gt; irritating, that much I can tell you) which developed into a full force phlegm overnight. And yes, the scratchy and itchy throat comes with the package. Not to forget the headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want some chicken porridge! Especially the one back at my secondary school. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ohhowimissthatstall!!!&lt;/span&gt; *sniffle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*CoughCough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I better get back to bed, with a good book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Anyone has ELDEST by CHRISTOPHER PAOLINI? Please be generous and let me know..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And enjoy the weekend, everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-115043458978781780?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115043458978781780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/115043458978781780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/06/top-12-part-iii_16.html' title='Top 12 Part III'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114987341263006653</id><published>2006-06-10T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T01:26:08.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 12 Part II</title><content type='html'>Alright, if you have not already know, Rahimah and Jasmine make it to the next round. I'm guessing Gayle would be in as wildcard. I mean she has a lot of fans, I almost wavered from my guess, but in the end Jasmine's performance was just better, if not the best, for that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls were totally off this time around. Almost everyone of them made a wrong choice of songs, or they're not able to bring out the full potential of the song, save for the last 3 (Rahimah, Jasmine, Gayle Nerva). It was either boring, not getting it, over the top etc etc. Even before we heard the judges' comments, we were already giving our own comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;______________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, leaving the SI topic aside, finally met up with Eileen the other week. And had a great time, watching a movie, and went for our cheesecake, just like old times. Heard alot of stories from her, about the guys are finally growing up. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finally!&lt;/span&gt; Save for one person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm so proud, I'm like a proud granny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes. Looking forward to the weekend, going to try and have a girl's sleepover at our aunt's place.. As usual. Although right now, the sisters are watching the FIFA. It was 3-1 to Germany last I checked. (Heard it was a great FIFA opening in 30 years..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'd just like to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy birthday ShiHo-chan! a.k.a Indah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you manage to go through life (or torturous life) in school, and only a few months to go before you can get out of there. Hang in there, and Good luck for the O's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another topic, I totally dig my new winamp skin. As usual, I can really never get tired of Ouran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img297.imageshack.us/img297/3500/645c834a1zb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://img297.imageshack.us/img297/3500/645c834a1zb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and before we go, please do take a look at this. I'm wondering what's happening here. I thought it was already good enough as it is? Apparently not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img297.imageshack.us/img297/6956/singaporemrtlrtsystemmapfuture.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img297.imageshack.us/img297/6956/singaporemrtlrtsystemmapfuture.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The future MRT line.. it is really confusing, that's for sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114987341263006653?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114987341263006653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114987341263006653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/06/top-12-part-ii.html' title='Top 12 Part II'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114917341570202592</id><published>2006-06-01T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T23:18:14.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 12 Part I</title><content type='html'>So who made it? Well it's quite obvious from their performance last night. The sisters already made a guess, and, lo and behold, it was the same as the judges' choice. As well as Singapore's choice too, as the results fare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway just to make things clear, I'm not really a big fan of any of these contestants. Since they are.. contestants after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your first 2 to make it to the Top 12..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jonathan Leong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://img379.imageshack.us/img379/8662/jonathanleong4tl.jpg" img="" style="float: right;" border="3" /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Jonathan Leong can sing. For real. And he's such a Mr-Nice-Guy, really modest and he can SING. What else is there to say about this guy? Even Dick says he's going to be in the Top 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul TwoHill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left;" src="http://img379.imageshack.us/img379/4023/paultwohill8jx.jpg" alt="" border="3" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;He stand out. He got a decent enough vocal. He's funny. And is just so himself. That's what makes him score people's vote. Although I've already been hearing/seeing things like he's hot and cute.. and so forth (to think that he has already been given a FC; people work fast!)&lt;br /&gt;Most girls will (already had) swoon over this guy, but he don't even know by how much. Personally, he reminds me of someone. I can't put a finger to it. But he can sing, and he's unique and he has personality. There you go. (And he's only 17...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;_______________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let's get off the SI topic for a while. I am looking for the Eragon book. I stopped by Popular just now and only saw Eldest, which was the second installment of the trilogy. I think I might get it at Kinokuya, and I think I might just have to sign up for membership soon. I love books. And I still haven't bought Ouran 6 and 7, I need to go somewhere where they actually have these stocks up. Causeway only has volumes 3,4,5. Ah, need to make a trip to Northpoint, maybe? And what is it with Comics Connection? There's no English volumes up for sale over at that place, is there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need to really get my project completed, done and finish. Get this thing done and over with, once and for all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114917341570202592?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114917341570202592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114917341570202592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/06/top-12-part-i.html' title='Top 12 Part I'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114900621939734902</id><published>2006-05-30T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T21:24:20.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fantasy</title><content type='html'>I think I'm going to update on a more regular basis now. More specifically on a weekly basis, since now, I have a topic to focus on - Singapore Idol. Hanim says its fun (?) - no choice of a better word, dear? - and I do have to agree with her. I actually sat through to watch the auditions which I didn't even bother with, last season. So expect a post from me tomorrow; hopefully. I can't believe they're already eliminating 5 people from this round! I mean a group of 7 people, and only 2 makes it?! Isn't that like really rushed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I must say, I have more than 2 favourites in the first team =( Which means I probably won't be seeing any one of them again soon!! Ugh. Anyway, will be looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;______________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, X3 is already out. It was one of my anticipated movie since ages ago, along with Pirates of The Carribean 2. Still I haven't watch it, but will get to do so tomorrow. I'll try anyway. And I've got another one on the list. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eragon.&lt;/span&gt; Yay, another fantasy/adventure movie! I love these genres. Along with those celtic, in the olden days "Lord/Lady" kinda thing. Actually I don't even know what Eragon is about, but it looks interesting. Okay, mainly, because the first thing that came across my mind when I first saw this pic was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/eragon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/200/eragon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ooh, cute lead." - followed by - "Fantasy!!" (by looking at their costumes) and then I've already decided. Definitely didn't take much to convince me, did it? But I'm going to look into it more later (its called research) and hopefully I can find the book (since its an adaptation) somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so by now everyone who reads this blog should know by now that my world pretty much revolves around &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TV Dramas*&lt;/span&gt;, Movies, Music and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Books&lt;/span&gt;*. I've just watched Tristan + Isolde (totally LOVED it! Its such a tearjerker, and I think even better than Romeo and Juliet. Have I ever mention that James Franco is soo cute?!), Nanny Mcphee (family movie, watched it with the sisters), and Amanda Byne's latest, She's the Man. Amanda is hilarious, she's a natural with comedies. Although I don't particularly like the ending, because its so cliched, but that's what you get with chick flicks. A little romance and a bit of humour doesn't hurt. Sis says I'm becoming obsessed with series involving cross-dressing? Nah, even though I do seem to read/watch a couple of series in which the girls dress up as a guy, now that I think about it.. (Ouran, HanaKimi to name a few) but then oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I need to update my E-LOG. I can't believe I totally forgot about it for a whole month!! I'm so dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114900621939734902?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114900621939734902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114900621939734902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/05/fantasy.html' title='The Fantasy'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114882755071609011</id><published>2006-05-28T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T23:12:12.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Actions And The (melo) Dramas</title><content type='html'>Yep, although the FYP is ending soon, and the stress are coming in, I have to watch something to entertain myself, no?&lt;br /&gt;I ended up with KDramas. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goong/Princess Hours&lt;/span&gt; was really nice, although it started to get depressing and slow near the end, but then, it did have a reasonable ending. I'm contented with that. Although I heard a second season is already on its way, I think it was 'complete' with season 1 itself, but hey, if I get to see more Yul, then no complaints. He's forever my prince! Anyway, I didn't really know what its about at first, but I ended up enjoying the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished watching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Delightful Girl Choon-Hyang/Sassy Girl Choon Hyang&lt;/span&gt; and it was hilarious. I totally loved the characters since they're so.. unique! I love comedy KDramas, I can't stand sappy love stories, which is not only draggy, but then it gets repetitive, and is lengthy. And Korean dramas are all concentrated on one thing - Love. JDramas has at least other themes involved, but its been so long since I've watched JDramas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just realised that all the KDramas (KMovies not included) that I've watched have a lot of similarities; not that I've watch a lot. There's Full House - which was my first, and then followed by Kim Sam Soon, Goong, and lastly DGCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The similarities?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A contract is involved. Marriage, partnership, whatever it is, all those 4 dramas includes a contract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. An ex-lover. Or a still-in-love-with person. All of the 4 dramas has the main lead &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;guy&lt;/span&gt; in love with another woman, whilst signing the contract. (But of course, in the end it just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; to be the main leads together, right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Comedy! Like I said, I can't stand sappy soap operas so I'd pick mainly comical dramas. I mean, I have to watch a show and love it; not fall asleep and getting depressed halfway through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Idol is interesting. I actually find myself following the show on Channel 5. And I forgot to mention the other time, but some of them really have talent! Really impressive. I already have my eyes out, open and on the lookout on some of them. Can't say who though, but mostly its the guys. HAH! Something must have been wrong with my eyes. And I didn't know that Terence was in it. It was quite surprising, since I thought if they're already 'stars' they do not need the honour of auditions. Boy, was I wrong. But he's really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching TV more. Hee, and I heard they're playing Goong on TV soon. Will definitely catch it again. In the meantime, I'm gonnna leave you with this :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 10 Commandments of KDrama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Relationships - Love Triangle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Marriage - Inteference/ Opposition from family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. The Man's Profession - Rich. Good-Looking. Intelligent. OR not. STUBBORN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Girl's Profession/Job - Work at guy's company or rarely get recognition for their work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. The Republic of Korea Fits in Buddha's Palm?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a dozen of parks in Seoul (The 3rd most populated city in the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WORLD&lt;/span&gt;). What is the likelihood of two people with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAY JOBS&lt;/span&gt; spotting each other like that? But against &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOGIC&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROBABILITY&lt;/span&gt;, One of the Main Character always sees the other person with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVIL CHARACTER EVERYONE LOVES TO HATE&lt;/span&gt; (Like Chae Rin in DGCH).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. The extent of lover's touching BEFORE &amp; AFTER the conflict is resolved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While dating, it is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALWAY&lt;/span&gt;S a hug. After their conflict gets resolved, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALWAYS a KISS&lt;/span&gt;. There can be no &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IN-BETWEEN&lt;/span&gt;. In the earlier stages of their relationsihp, they are always hugging (no more, no less), but when the obstacle (whether its the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVIL 3rd Party&lt;/span&gt; and/or Evil-Crazy Parents), they start kissing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVEN THOUGH NO ONE TOLD THEM TO&lt;/span&gt;. Can't they kiss &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEFORE&lt;/span&gt; and hug &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AFTER&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Cancer &amp; Car Accidents - The main character always dies of cancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. THE RICH CHARACTER's HOUSE IS ALWAYS 2-STORY HIGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. The Must-Have: Slapping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the main character's pissed: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SLAP&lt;/span&gt;. Unsatisfied? Slap. Fighting? Slap. Seeking revenge? Slap. [insert random emotion]? Slap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I watch k-dramas, I wonder if the roots of Korean culture lies within the Art of Slapping. Whatever the problem is, a good-ole slap can solve it. Currently, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REALISM&lt;/span&gt; of the slapping fascinates me. They hit hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. The Chauffeur's NAME IS ALWAYS 'KIM'???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true that Kim is the most common Last Name in South Korea, but MOST, if not ALL drivers in the drama are named Kim. Can't there be a Driver Park? Driver Choi? Driver Cha? Driver Bang? Driver Lee? Driver Lim?! There are countless surnames, yet the driver must be 'Driver Kim' or else. Do many Kims work in the transportation field?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://idols-unlimited.com/the-ten-commandments-of-kdrama"&gt;http://idols-unlimited.com/the-ten-commandments-of-kdrama&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, it is not written by me. Click on site for more detailed read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114882755071609011?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114882755071609011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114882755071609011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/05/actions-and-melo-dramas.html' title='Actions And The (melo) Dramas'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114836473966989321</id><published>2006-05-23T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T14:16:00.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramdum-nizer. From Nong Nong Ago.</title><content type='html'>What should I do with Goong?! This is what I hate the most, contemplating with whether I would want to watch this show again in the near future. Of course I would, but then, when you can't burn a whole series in a dvd, and can only get 3eps per disc, ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been having a lot of harsh thoughts lately. Well, just not peaceful ones. Mainly about how harsh reality is. But, it shouldn't come as a surprise seeing that of course, its not the first time a human being's mentioning this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, so the other day, we watched Singapore Idol, the audition. Funny! It's real entertaining than entertainment shows itself. I know I'm being mean, and really bad, because it takes a lot of guts and effort to actually go through the auditions. But what I don't get is how come some of them can make a ... well, make people laugh, even though that's not their intentions. I feel bad for them, really. Don't they practice first before entering the audition? Like amongst friends, so that if you're ridiculous, people can stop you. People can go to all lengths in a SINGING competition. Even doing some things that aren't even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;related&lt;/span&gt; to singing. Anyway, enough of the complaints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do with Goong? Really, I can't do other stuff now. Anyway Goong is this kdrama which is a big hit back in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt; itself. This is my latest KDrama since KSS. I havent been watching any dramas at all lately. Time to catch up. Hopefully. And now that there's no more Greys' Anatomy, I find it abit sad! Seriously. Even though, the next season will be out in September. Yippee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've watched enough GA that even in the conference room just now, where there's some doctor talk, I quite understand their language. See? Tv &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; be good for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of TV, I find some interesting shows on tv lately. Must start watching more TV. Yeah right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114836473966989321?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114836473966989321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114836473966989321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/05/ramdum-nizer-from-nong-nong-ago.html' title='Ramdum-nizer. From Nong Nong Ago.'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114795605740631254</id><published>2006-05-18T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T00:01:58.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="border: 1px solid rgb(17, 0, 0); width: 400px; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Greed:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(51, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(102, 0, 51) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 66px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Gluttony:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(51, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(102, 0, 51) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 66px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Wrath:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(34, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(51, 0, 119) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 62px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Sloth:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(68, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(119, 0, 34) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 148px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Envy:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(51, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(102, 0, 51) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 84px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Lust:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(17, 0, 34) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Very Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(17, 0, 153) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 2px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; width: 85px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17);"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;Pride:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 7px; background: rgb(51, 0, 17) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; width: 85px; font-family: arial,'sans serif'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; padding: 5px 5px 5px 0px; background-color: rgb(51, 17, 17); width: 200px; vertical-align: middle;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: solid solid solid none; border-color: rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) rgb(0, 0, 0) -moz-use-text-color; border-width: 1px 1px 1px medium; padding: 0px; background: rgb(102, 0, 51) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; height: 14px; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px; width: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/seven_deadly_sins.html" target="_top"&gt;Seven Deadly Sins Quiz&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/"&gt;4degreez.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lust = Lowest.&lt;br /&gt;Sloth = Highest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, its so funny. I just watched Jason Mraz's Geek In The Pink MV and its real cute! Man, I'm lovin the guy more, cuz he has this pink shirt on, which says OTAKU. It takes one to know one(what it means). And then he has this pink sunglasses as well as pink flip flops.. basically he was acting all pink and geeky in the MV.&lt;br /&gt;I've really taken a liking on this guy. Even if he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Geek&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Orange Range's Walk On PV is just.. it gives you a peaceful feeling. And they have beautiful people in that video. It doesn't really matter that you don't understand what they're saying, but its a really nice video, and the song has been stuck in my head for the past few days now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, listen to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tragedy&lt;/span&gt;. I'll just post the lyrics here. Its a slow, sad, I-can-cry type of song. (Taken from GA's by the way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandi Callile - Tragedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I'm only&lt;br /&gt;Human you know me&lt;br /&gt;Grown up oh no guess again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days always&lt;br /&gt;Dry up and blow away&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I could do that too&lt;br /&gt;But make no mistake that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you need a friend&lt;br /&gt;You could count on anyone&lt;br /&gt;But you know I'll defend&lt;br /&gt;The tragedy that we knew as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end Progress, changing&lt;br /&gt;Growing then giving up&lt;br /&gt;Somehow we're never quite prepared&lt;br /&gt;But I understand it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you need a friend&lt;br /&gt;You could count on anyone&lt;br /&gt;But you know I'll defend&lt;br /&gt;The tragedy that we knew as&lt;br /&gt;The end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So taking you with me would be like&lt;br /&gt;Taking all your money to the grave&lt;br /&gt;It does no good to anyone especially&lt;br /&gt;The one you're trying to save&lt;br /&gt;But it's so hard not to save&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you need a friend&lt;br /&gt;You could count on anyone&lt;br /&gt;But you know I'll defend&lt;br /&gt;The tragedy that we knew as&lt;br /&gt;The end&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114795605740631254?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114795605740631254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114795605740631254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/05/sinner.html' title='Sinner'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114781135114289668</id><published>2006-05-17T04:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T14:10:23.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The WHOA Kind</title><content type='html'>I am still awake at 4am in the morning. Why? Because I've just watched the season finale of Grey's  Anatomy. And yes, it was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whoa&lt;/span&gt; kind of episode. So here's the thing. I had no idea that the series was ending, until I checked it out sometime ago, during the day. Yeap, it was a surprise, but watching the episode(s) itself was a shocker. I should have known they'd make something like this, because, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; is why I'm watching the show in the first place. Ep 25 had me going OMG (along with my sis, we watch this together). And so we (or more like me, since the other party fell asleep) waited to watch the ending, and... it was a nice enough ending. With a not-so-cool cliffhanger. But yes, the what's-going-to-happen-now question does linger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I need to get some sleep already. Since I'm supposed to be awake in an hours time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a sudden fetish for vampires. Its nice reading vampire-related stories.&lt;br /&gt;So far I've read Blood Hound, and currently Vampire Knight. Just finished reading A Thousand Years of Snow (Bisco Hatori) which seems incomplete, but oh well, we got Ouran after that, so no complaints. More Vamp please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114781135114289668?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114781135114289668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114781135114289668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/05/whoa-kind.html' title='The WHOA Kind'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114742077956185793</id><published>2006-05-12T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T15:59:39.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So you would know</title><content type='html'>People have ambitions. Great ones, ones that they'll work real hard to achieve. To become a famous idol, to be a great doctor, to become a pilot. Mainly something that they want to become in the future.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not one of those "People". &lt;s&gt;I am unique.&lt;/s&gt; I don't have great ambitions. I don't dream. Basically I don't ask for more. I only want a simple life, and I only ask for a simple life. I'm not ambitious, I'm not thinking far ahead. I don't have great goals. Basically, &lt;s&gt;I am a loser&lt;/s&gt; I just live by taking things at its own pace.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I ask myself, is it wrong to not have ambitions? Is it wrong to not think of a career path at this moment? Is it wrong if I am not like everyone else, who live to go to work everyday just to make money? I don't even 'see' myself in the future; I can't.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be a doctor, I don't even want to be an IT professional.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be like these adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I want is &lt;blockquote&gt;to live in a cottage, on top of some green hill, with the morning fresh air..&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I don't even know what I want.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll do further study after graduation.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll start looking for a job (which should start NOW).&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll just be some lazy freeloader.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everytime I see working adults in action, I keep wondering these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I didn't know that learning PHP was like Java all over again. Only easier, or so I heard. I mean PHP doesn't even compare to Java in terms of extreme gibberish language, but I though it was something like HTML. Or I  was hoping. But too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I decided to look for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must Have: A transport.&lt;br /&gt;Basic Requirements: Sensitive, Caring, Best-friend qualities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. That's pretty much about it. Guess what it is then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I were to advertise myself, it'd be something like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loser. Loser. Loser.&lt;br /&gt;Age: 81&lt;br /&gt;Height: Below 160cm&lt;br /&gt;Weight: The weight of a cow&lt;br /&gt;Personality: Mixed-up-jumbled-up-of-a-lunatic-self-proclaimed-female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my. I'm having such a laugh now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114742077956185793?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114742077956185793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114742077956185793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-you-would-know.html' title='So you would know'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114716477438426704</id><published>2006-05-09T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T21:26:02.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything For A Reason IIII</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;First. The Characters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/tehfunkaytwins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/200/tehfunkaytwins.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/hikakao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/200/hikakao.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brotherly Love: Twins; Hitachin Kaoru and Hikaru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/oschsenpai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/200/oschsenpai.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/ohsocutehani.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/200/ohsocutehani.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutest. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And Oldest&lt;/span&gt;; Haninozuka "Honey" Mitsukuni - senpai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/mori.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/200/mori.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/morisenpai.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/200/morisenpai.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Silent One; Morinozuka "Mori" Takashi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/kyo.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/200/kyo.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/kyoya.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/200/kyoya.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Shadow King/Mastermind; Ootori Kyoya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Prince/Club President: With Many Faces; Suou Tamaki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/snapshot20060502192637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/200/snapshot20060502192637.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/snapshot20060405042143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/200/snapshot20060405042143.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/tama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/200/tama.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/snapshot20060405042308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/200/snapshot20060405042308.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Favourite Expression Sequence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/sequence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 187px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/400/sequence.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. Eval Honey --- Crying Honey. Poor guy, he can't &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;be &lt;/span&gt;evil.&lt;br /&gt;ii. Tamaki turning into a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;total&lt;/span&gt; shade of red.&lt;br /&gt;Watch to find out why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, and I miss out the main lead. Fujioka Haruhi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/snapshot20060405031731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 230px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/400/snapshot20060405031731.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the series and you'll know why. Since it is a possible spoiler.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114716477438426704?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114716477438426704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114716477438426704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/05/everything-for-reason-iiii.html' title='Everything For A Reason IIII'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114716372894612395</id><published>2006-05-09T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T08:15:25.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything For A Reason III</title><content type='html'>And I give you more images. My obsession with Ouran is like.. I'm on crack. And it shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/zap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/400/zap.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/lovetheseries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/400/lovetheseries.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/400/love.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/junglezoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/400/junglezoo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/besuretocatchit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/400/besuretocatchit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/friendship.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/400/friendship.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/kimonos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/400/kimonos.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/homochar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/400/homochar.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&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/7723722-114716372894612395?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114716372894612395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114716372894612395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/05/everything-for-reason-iii.html' title='Everything For A Reason III'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114716138760367567</id><published>2006-05-09T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T08:08:36.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything For A Reason II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reasons why it is a MUST to watch Ouran High Host Club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Food Fights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/ff-tama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/400/ff-tama.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Food fight which includes Person 1 - Tamaki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/ff-hani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/400/ff-hani.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Food fight which includes Person 2 - Hani senpai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/ff-hanimori.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/400/ff-hanimori.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Food fight which includes Mori &amp; Hani senpai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Medusa, Dark Magicians, And ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/snapshot20060502191658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/snapshot20060502191658.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Meet Nekozawa. He's hiding something ..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/deathglare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/400/deathglare.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are not welcome here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/medusa-like%20witch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/400/medusa-like%20witch.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Image speaks for itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/deathexperiment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/400/deathexperiment.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taking note of a lab experiment gone wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;To be continued...&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/7723722-114716138760367567?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114716138760367567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114716138760367567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/05/everything-for-reason-ii.html' title='Everything For A Reason II'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114715369738689287</id><published>2006-05-09T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T16:22:18.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything For A Reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reason why I'm called the Anime Queen in School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/desk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/200/desk.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Desktop with Winamp player. Wallpaper feat the xxxHolic Anime; Winamp player feat TamaxHaru from Ouran HC.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so maybe that isn't enough proof &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(even the fact that those are anime-related are still not enough?!?!) &lt;/span&gt;so I've decided to let out a sneak peek at the contents of the laptop. And the reasons why this laptop is having so much problems all the time, and why its about time that I get a new laptop altogether (but that would be after I graduate - maybe). I just hope there wont be any Hardisk crash again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's a whole bunch of media files; video and manga (although I'm not s&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/vid2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/200/vid2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ure if you can really call &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;manga files&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; media) and they're mostly series I'm currently reading/watching. Anyway, I'm not sure why I'm really blogging about this, informing the whole world really, what an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Otaku &lt;/span&gt;I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/manga2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/200/manga2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then, like I've mentioned in the previous post, there was the music. Yeap. Now that is a different story. Take a look at &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://des-miss-sal.0moola.com/songs.htm" target=_blank&gt;this list&lt;/a&gt; which was back in December, and &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://des-miss-sal.0moola.com/music090606.html" target=_blank&gt;this list&lt;/a&gt;, which is what is I currently have. See how much it has grown over a short period of 5 months?! Maybe I should lock this post, so that I won't get caught. Hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114715369738689287?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114715369738689287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114715369738689287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/05/everything-for-reason.html' title='Everything For A Reason'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114676132369781359</id><published>2006-05-05T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T15:11:11.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muzic</title><content type='html'>I love music. I've been an avid listener of the radio since ages ago (maybe because that was one of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(only)&lt;/span&gt;2 form of entertainment back then) and so of course I had to love music. It was always a switch between Power 98 and Perfect 10 (of course, do take note that this was back in Sec Sch days) since I don't stick to the station but instead prioritse the songs that they played. My favourite Duo DJ at that time was Power 98's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;ay&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;ye (Justin Ang) and Jeremy  Ratnum. And as for Perfect 10 was undecidable between Jean, Jamie and Carrie. In the end, it was Carrie Chong (till this day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I heard JA again (after a while) was on Perfect 10 and I was literally surprised, to the point that I asked my sister to check what station we were listening to. Now that JA's not on P98 anymore, I hardly listen to that station. Which is more the pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now only listen to 987fm (as it is now called) usually on my bus rides. Other times, at home, it's my mp3s on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;During the time when my laptop was reformatted a few months ago, all my mp3s were gone. And trust me, there were plenty of them. I had such a hard time accepting it. Now, whatever's in this Hardisk is all the new and latest songs that sometimes, its hard when I find the the songs I used to listen to (and would want to listen to again) is no longer there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's weird because now that I've always listened to my mp3s, once they played those songs on the radio (as the 'New This Week') it doesn't sound so new anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Anyway, I've been listening to alot of Punk/Rock/Alt Rock/whatever-other-genre-of-rock songs since then. With the random alternative in-betweens. Lately though, I was looking for R&amp;B/Rap/Hip-Hop/Reggae/whatever-else-falls-under-this-category songs since its been ages since I last listen to those kind of music. The featured song this time round is taken from the movie &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Take The Lead'&lt;/span&gt; and really, every time I listen to it, I feel like dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special preview is Aly &amp; AJ's rush. This is the Hilary-Duff-Alt-Pop-If-You-Can-Call-It-Alt-Rockish kinda genre. Basically the kind you'd hear if you watch a Disney movie. Pretty nice, especially the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are the girls. (Apparently they're sisters) And what's unbelievable is that they're only 14/16 respectively? I'm not really sure, but don't they look 'old' for their age? Oh well. Most A&lt;span style="color: rgb(000, 000, 000);"&gt;mrcns&lt;/span&gt; are like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/cover2%7E0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/320/cover2%7E0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/cover2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/320/cover2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114676132369781359?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114676132369781359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114676132369781359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/05/muzic.html' title='Muzic'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114640883939764630</id><published>2006-04-30T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T23:47:52.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NANA v2</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Here's a plan I made. I'm going to revamp this site. Yeap. Again. But this time, I'll take my time doing it. I'll come up with something NANA-ish, although, like I said, its just a thought. In the meantime, lets leave you with more NANA! - taken from previous post&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah? So, what do you think? I'm still doing some more changes, planning to add more things, make a few more changes, etc. Image is huge, I know, but I'm too lazy to make changes anymore. That aside, I absolutely &lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt; this version! It's so pink, and purple, and black, which suits both the NANAs very well. I feel like making layouts now. It's like I'm on a roll, which is not something good.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this blog needs songs, but I'm still figuring out a few minor problems. In the meantime, to listen to the featured song, click &lt;a href="http://www.radioblogclub.com/fav/0/621455/0" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for the playlist. Just click on the songs to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Went shopping! Finally got a new pair of 'sandals' and going to "borrow" miSzmeSz's new pair of sneakers. Was suppose to go over to Aunt's place, but - Oh well. I'm going to get Ouran from Popular soon. I saw it there and was literally surprised. 8 bucks though. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; FAMILY - Father And Mother I Love You. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you should know where I got that from. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(00, 00, 00);"&gt;I Not Stupid 2&lt;/span&gt;) Highlight for answer. I can't believe I've never really thought of it that way. (What of the siblings though?)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's Dad's b'day tomorrow, so here's an advanced Happy Birthday to Dad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114640883939764630?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114640883939764630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114640883939764630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/04/nana-v2.html' title='NANA v2'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114589606523454746</id><published>2006-04-24T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T22:50:21.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NANA</title><content type='html'>I realized that for the past month, my social life has practically gone down the drain. I have not been to the movies, shopping, hanging out, and er.. whatever other things that people do that implies the existence of your social life. I'm either at home, or school, or my friend's place doing my project. That is it.&lt;br /&gt;I need to start calling up people on my phonebook and ask them out for coffee or something. (But they'll probably don't even remember me now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so badly want to go to Kinokuya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've only watched NANA the movie recently. It was awesome if you're a NANA fan; great, if you havent read the manga. Anyway, try watching it. The Live-Action Movie. Or try watching the Anime. Or try reading the Manga. (Ah, yes, speaking of which, I've been reading plenty of Mangas lately. Which is so weird, considering my statements about mangas a few posts back.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;quote&gt;Here's a plan I made. I'm going to revamp this site. Yeap. Again. But this time, I'll take my time doing it. I'll come up with something NANA-ish, although, like I said, its just a thought. In the meantime, lets leave you with more NANA!&lt;/quote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img58.imageshack.us/img58/9981/13lq1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img58.imageshack.us/img58/9981/13lq1.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Live-Action Movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img58.imageshack.us/img58/2281/65wr1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img58.imageshack.us/img58/2281/65wr1.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mika Nakashima as Ootsaki Nana (She's great!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img58.imageshack.us/img58/8050/97zp.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img58.imageshack.us/img58/8050/97zp.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aoi Miyazaki as Komatsu Nana (She potrays the character sooo perfectly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img58.imageshack.us/img58/6548/021qu.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img58.imageshack.us/img58/6548/021qu.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Anime (Recently released)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img58.imageshack.us/img58/5241/024tv.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img58.imageshack.us/img58/5241/024tv.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More from the anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img526.imageshack.us/img526/8882/53ln.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img526.imageshack.us/img526/8882/53ln.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Komatsu (Hachi) Nana and Ootsaki Nana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i3.tinypic.com/wbcv0y.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v422/snowflakez/2.jpg" border="0" width="152" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img58.imageshack.us/img58/6030/95jd.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img58.imageshack.us/img58/6030/95jd.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how similar they are? The movie + anime keeps pretty close to the manga. To the very last detail too. It's awesome how they do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, well, if anyone is interested, here's the sypnosis, if you haven't already figured out (although abit late, after all that rambling, heh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"Two young women, both with the name Nana, one with a punk backround and another with the naive upper middle class mindset, find each other in Tokyo as they pursue love and careers. Their transition to the adult phase is not without drama." Adapted from ANN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The story tells of two very different females sharing the same name of NANA, brought together by the chance of fate. There's love problems, hate, punk music, punk fashion and virtual sachiko, but together the NANAs get through it all." Adapted from Epicalyx vs Epocalypse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Oosaki is my fav Nana. And the movie have awesome soundtrack! Especially when Nana's in a rock band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Credit goes to &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://nana-nana.net/"&gt;NANA-NANA.net&lt;/a&gt; for the images.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114589606523454746?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114589606523454746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114589606523454746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/04/nana.html' title='NANA'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114480404423929386</id><published>2006-04-12T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T22:12:56.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paradise Desert</title><content type='html'>Food!&lt;br /&gt;Delicious, yummilicious food. Pretty pretty food.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, more like &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;junk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img321.imageshack.us/my.php?image=11382146320925oe.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img321.imageshack.us/img321/9100/11382146320925oe.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of we have the wacky and cool egg. I'd like to try this one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img321.imageshack.us/my.php?image=11417905787677hi.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img321.imageshack.us/img321/9804/11417905787677hi.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we have the Taiyaki. Which is actually just a fried, fish-shaped pastry, with a sweet filling inside, most of the time - red bean paste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I ought to post some real dish. But, unfortunately.. I'm more of the 'junks' kind of person. I have a sweet tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for some desert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img321.imageshack.us/my.php?image=tarts3xx.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img321.imageshack.us/img321/3374/tarts3xx.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have some pretty tarts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img321.imageshack.us/my.php?image=11405244937991il.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img321.imageshack.us/img321/4043/11405244937991il.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I don't really know what this is, probably some muffin.&lt;br /&gt;But it looks yummy. I'd love this for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img371.imageshack.us/my.php?image=desert8zn.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img371.imageshack.us/img371/5205/desert8zn.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                &lt;a href="http://img321.imageshack.us/my.php?image=desertic0rk.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img321.imageshack.us/img321/1037/desertic0rk.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this. This beats Swensen's toppings. It's actually from Denny's in Ikebukuro, Tokyo.&lt;br /&gt;(And no jiisan, &lt;b&gt;THIS&lt;/b&gt; is the reason to visit Japan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save the best for last, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img321.imageshack.us/my.php?image=11372474887018df.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img321.imageshack.us/img321/7562/11372474887018df.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOCOLATES. And STRAWBERRIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img371.imageshack.us/my.php?image=11372031386145iz.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img371.imageshack.us/img371/6938/11372031386145iz.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except they're neither brown (choc) or red (strawberries).&lt;br /&gt;They are very very very special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;*It was late in the wee hours of the morning, and my stomach was already grumbling before I came across all these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114480404423929386?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114480404423929386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114480404423929386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/04/paradise-desert.html' title='Paradise Desert'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114424332491837594</id><published>2006-04-05T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T10:01:18.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tee V.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/greysanatomy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/320/greysanatomy.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="160" width="123" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show reeks of awesomeness. Everyone should watch this if they have a chance. You'll learn about medicine (okay, so maybe not much), all the medical terms, the patients they attend to, and of course life in the hospital. Georgie. You're such a cutie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the show I am planning to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/prisonbreak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/320/prisonbreak.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="160" width="123" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/1600/prisonbreak2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5523/489/320/prisonbreak2.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="160" width="123" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy yum yum. Drama-licious. Everyone in this show will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; have hair. Well, they have to be shaved right? I am running high on eye candy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114424332491837594?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114424332491837594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114424332491837594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/04/tee-v.html' title='Tee V.'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114399619598448358</id><published>2006-04-03T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T08:17:02.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's All In The Trust</title><content type='html'>Because I can no longer trust my laptop or my desktop for &lt;i&gt;stability&lt;/i&gt; of any files that I put in, I now upload everything on the net.&lt;br /&gt;(As a form of backup)&lt;br /&gt;But then.&lt;br /&gt;What if all the files that I took a long long time to upload, suddenly disappear as well?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, you can never fully trust cyberspace as well.&lt;br /&gt;If that web host is down, I'll kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;Because everything that is no longer in my computer is uploaded on the net.&lt;br /&gt;And if all the files uploaded on the net are no more, I will swear off computers.&lt;br /&gt;And Internets.&lt;br /&gt;Forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114399619598448358?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114399619598448358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114399619598448358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-all-in-trust.html' title='It&apos;s All In The Trust'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114397336646020658</id><published>2006-04-02T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T18:34:28.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inside Story</title><content type='html'>What my laptop contains at the moment:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Size: - 5.94Gb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37 video files&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(12 eps of Grey's Anatomy, Bleach Ep 72 &amp; OVA 2, FSN Ep 12, Ergo Proxy Ep 1-4, The Family Stone [which I shall delete later on], and a few trailers, short clips and animation projects)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Size: - Approx 3Gb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;671 music files&lt;/span&gt; (including playlists, etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Size: - Files too large in number to contemplate total size&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3849 images&lt;/span&gt; (including CD covers, images for projects, psd files, mangas [bleach and school rumble], default textures from photoshop etc, 3D max default bitmaps etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, these are the media files that I have for the sake of entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some cute neko. Really really cute, if you love kitties. May take a while to load though.&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" href="http://des-miss-sal.0moola.com/images/NEKIO.gif" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to view on another page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://des-miss-sal.0moola.com/images/NEKIO.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I think I want more Ueki, since the series already ended (raws). Just waiting for Shinsen's sub. The last few eps have been real exciting, esp his Level 2. Ueki, ueki, ueki!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img205.imageshack.us/my.php?image=lawofueki010085yn.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img205.imageshack.us/img205/3207/lawofueki010085yn.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, School Rumble is out for a second season. Who could ask for more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img205.imageshack.us/my.php?image=schoolrumble010207bi.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img205.imageshack.us/img205/1786/schoolrumble010207bi.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         &lt;a href="http://img93.imageshack.us/my.php?image=schoolrumble010223ml.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img93.imageshack.us/img93/6540/schoolrumble010223ml.th.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm trying to do an Ukitake vector, which I'll probably pass to Eileen (once its done), since she loves him so much. Well that's about it. Sorry if no one has any idea what I'm talking about. This is the other side of me not many knows (the anime and the photoshop part).  Well, at least those other than my classmates/sisters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114397336646020658?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114397336646020658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114397336646020658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/04/inside-story.html' title='Inside Story'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114380136426386494</id><published>2006-03-31T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T08:18:16.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of the Party</title><content type='html'>You know how they say that when you hang around the same people for a long time, their personality traits will, little by little, rub off on you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think its true. Because, even if others don't really notice, or if it isn't really noticable, I have definitely been rubbed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one, I'm a much more slobby person.&lt;br /&gt;I'm more forgetful.&lt;br /&gt;I'm more sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;I'll speak up more. (Well, not quite, but at least, I dont keep quiet all the time)&lt;br /&gt;I'm not disciplined &lt;b&gt;at all&lt;/b&gt; anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I'm eating alot. Food, junk, deserts, anything that is edible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I need to find people who are:-&lt;br /&gt;(i) health freaks, or people who wants to be physically fit. (So that I can go jogging, and keep fit, myself)&lt;br /&gt;(ii) neat freaks. (So that my room won't be in such a mess anymore)&lt;br /&gt;and make them my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to cure forgetfulness, or rudeness. I need a "Be Polite, Less Sarcastic" lesson.&lt;br /&gt;I need friends who can get me to do more fun stuff. With less cash.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need more friends who'll force me to use the last of my cash whenever we're out.&lt;br /&gt;I have plenty of those.&lt;br /&gt;That is why I'm broke all the time. And can't pay my bills.&lt;br /&gt;I need to save cash for the bills. BIllls BillS BILLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, stop being choosy already. I guess I'm lucky to have friends, with this kind of attitude/personality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114380136426386494?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114380136426386494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114380136426386494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/03/end-of-party.html' title='End of the Party'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114377912749986506</id><published>2006-03-31T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T12:29:02.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HQ Images</title><content type='html'>I went through the net. And came across this awesome Bleach goodie.&lt;br /&gt;Goody, Goodie, Goodiessss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img489.imageshack.us/img489/3391/213spread3ai.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img489.imageshack.us/img489/3391/213spread3ai.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't they just look so cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some other lovely lovely images as well.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I've got this lovely lovely beatiful track from RK.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna upload it here soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm thinking that for each "His" on this layout, I should change it to "Her".&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I haven't been replying to any of the tags. Sorry bout that, but its just that..&lt;br /&gt;I'm rude.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so maybe I'm just plain lazy. But I appreciate all the tags anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'll reply the next ones. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114377912749986506?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114377912749986506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114377912749986506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/03/hq-images.html' title='HQ Images'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114356108361126125</id><published>2006-03-28T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T23:51:23.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fools In Love</title><content type='html'>Well are there any other kind of lovers?&lt;br /&gt;Is there any other kind of pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are there any creatures more pathetic?&lt;br /&gt;Never knowing when they've lost the game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fools in love they think they're heroes&lt;br /&gt;'Cause they get to feel no pain&lt;br /&gt;I say fools in love are zeros&lt;br /&gt;I should know&lt;br /&gt;Because this fool's in love again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114356108361126125?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114356108361126125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114356108361126125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/03/fools-in-love.html' title='Fools In Love'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114347590317664304</id><published>2006-03-28T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T00:11:44.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song Beneath The Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grey's Anatomy &lt;/span&gt;rocks. Its a really good drama series that has all the sisters hooked. Its fun, and dramatic, and.. fun. Now, instead of waiting for a whole week to watch episode by episode, we're watching it at least, an episode a day. If anyone happens to watch, look out for Christina. Her role is really really entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lost&lt;/span&gt; is coming back this Thursday. I love watching Lost, although I didn't really catch every episode of the first season. I'll watch it if I have a chance, but I can't wait for Season 2. Another drama for the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love watching these dramas. Well, I love watching them more than reality tv, that's for sure. I especially &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; Fear Factor. They should rename it to Disgusting Factor or something. Really. It's not fear of the challenges. It the disgusting-ness of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so back to the topic, I love watching dramas. But only when I watch it episode by episode. Because, if I miss, say, like 4 episodes, I will have no idea what's going on anymore. And then it would not be fun. And I'd eventually stop watching the series. Yeah, that's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the end, I miss out on good shows like Smallville, One Tree Hill, The OC (?) etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm loving &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GA&lt;/span&gt;'s Soundtrack by the way. They have really cool songs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114347590317664304?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114347590317664304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114347590317664304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/03/song-beneath-song.html' title='Song Beneath The Song'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114338158394547281</id><published>2006-03-26T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T22:04:57.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Potions For Mind</title><content type='html'>So I'm here again. There should be plenty of topics for me to ramble on about, but I have got no mood for long posts again. Firstly, APM the other night just does &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; rock. I don't know what's so interesting about it. To me, its just like awards for wannabes instead of talents. Fine, there may be some talent here and there, but mostly its just wannabes. And the costumes? What is up with that? Everyone practically looked fat in the clothes that they're in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, is I'm happy with the simple life that I have. People nowadays, who may call themselves muslims, but don't act like one. Everyone's forgetting their places, I don't even know what to say anymore. I don't really hang out with Malay people most of the time, and I don't really act like one simply because.. I do not want to be a wannabe. Yeah, that's right. Total wannabe. Come on, drinking? Clubbing? Sex? Whatever. Hate me if you must, but I'm just stating the facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last. I think memories are sometimes better left as memories, right? I found something. That I've always held close to my heart. But finding back lost things may not always be pleasant. So now, I guess, I can move along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114338158394547281?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114338158394547281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114338158394547281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/03/potions-for-mind.html' title='Potions For Mind'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114291896061982047</id><published>2006-03-21T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T13:34:01.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Needs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need &lt;/span&gt;a new LAN card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need&lt;/span&gt; a stable internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need &lt;/span&gt;lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need &lt;/span&gt;the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need &lt;/span&gt;cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need &lt;/span&gt;something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need &lt;/span&gt;to start on my project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need &lt;/span&gt;motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need &lt;/span&gt;a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need &lt;/span&gt;anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need &lt;/span&gt;to get out of here (school).&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/7723722-114291896061982047?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114291896061982047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114291896061982047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/03/needs.html' title='Needs'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114286341255391991</id><published>2006-03-20T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T11:38:33.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Look.</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'll split this post up into different sections so that anyone who wishes not to read about a certain part of the post, may feel free to skip it.  See how I treat people, who use their time (probably out of boredom) to visit my blog, nicely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Layout&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, a new look. Initially I dont really intend to put this up permanently. It's just that while reading the manga, out of the thousand pages that I've seen, the one pic of Kenshin there caught my attention and just screams to be made into a layout. I only edit and photoshop images if I come across the perfect image for it. And that, is one really &lt;b&gt;perfect&lt;/b&gt; image. Initially I only wanted to use his picture but then, it looks kind of plain, leaving a whole lot of empty space for the post. (I guess I could've made the whole thing smaller, but.. wasn't thinking about it at that time. Stupid me.) So, what I did was, browse through the manga again, and put images of the two women he's closely attached to; Tomoe and Kaoru. I'm not particularly satisfied with Tomoe's image, but that's as good as I can edit it. The initial scan was really really bad. Really. In the end, after editing the whole image, I take a look and.. hey, its not too bad. Well, granted, its not really that eye-catching, or amazing, but its simple, and I like it. Although I am quite the perfectionist, as seen from the previous layout. Anyway, it looks satisfying in Firefox, but it looks &lt;b&gt;&lt;s&gt;perfect&lt;/b&gt; in IE, as much as I hate to admit it&lt;/s&gt; better in full window mode. Well, that's just the way it is, I'm too worn out to actually bother about the small details. (Like I said, I'm a perfectionist) Anyway, we'll see how long I'll put this layout for. I wasn't really intending to change the layout till May, because, then, I'd get to celebrate of using the same template for one year! Haha, weird, but Oh well. It doesnt live up till that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rurouni Kenshi (Samurai X) Anime/Manga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! I've finished reading RK manga. And it was really really great. At the beginningI wasn't really too keen of Mangas. I'd prefer Anime over them anytime. But the only reason I read manga now, is to know the storyline. Really, the only Manga I've read are Bleach, School Rumble and this, Rurouni Kenshin. And only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt; I watch the anime. Its usually because I'm impatient with the anime, that's why I read it (For Sch Rum, I wanted to know what happens after Season 1; for Bleach, I wanted to know the real flow of the story, instead of where the fillers are going at the moment). Anyway, back to the topic. I love RK's manga more than the anime now. It rocks! Well, for the fighting scenes, obviously its much better to watch it animated instead of in paper. Tomoe is actually much much prettier in drawing than in the OVA. I wish they'd animate the whole series according to the Manga, but too bad. Although there is the OVA, it's not quite the same. I only understand the whole series after reading the manga. And Kenshin wasn't as serious as I thought he was in the OVA. There was still a hint of his usual self, and for that, I'm quite glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've actually gone to love almost all of the characters in the series. Even Saitoh. You have got to love his dialogues. It's really hilarious how he makes fun of Sano all the time. And Soujiro is so cute, although he reminds me of Ichimaru Gin from Bleach. I'm not saying that Ichimaru is cute, its the fact that they both smile all the time, rid of emotions. (Although, Soujiro's not an evil smile) Anyway, I think RK's Manga is much much much &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;much&lt;/span&gt; better than the anime. Did I mention that already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Misc/Sch/Boring Life, etc&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I have to find something to keep me occupied in school (since I've already finished reading the manga) and internet connection at home's really bad, since it's always unstable (only mine though, nothing wrong when using the desktop. heh.) that I can't really get anything to watch now. Ah~ It's about time I start working on my project anyway. It has already been two weeks of slacking, and I should really start to get serious. (The fact that my two other team mates as just about the same as me, doesn't really help)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam results will be out this Friday, not really bothered. I don't really expect great results, mediocre is just fine. As long as I get to graduate, and don't really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; anything, then its fine. Are you reading this? (directed to a certain someone, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she &lt;/span&gt;should know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got an email, congratulating us for finally being third year students. Ah. Graduating soon. Can't really think much about it, since there's still a few more months before that, but its happening soon. Wonder how we all are going to be once we left school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for the first time, I'm already quite sure of what I'm going to do. Well, not really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sure &lt;/span&gt;sure, just have a brief idea. I'm going to work (not sure about the actual profession area just yet) and help around the house for abit. Let my sisters complete their education, and then, when everyone's comfortably out of secondary school, I'll start thinking about going back to school to study. But I'm definitely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;going to continue under the IT field. No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about it. (Long post again. Sigh. I really should stop writing this much. Must've missed creative writing.) Time for some tv!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114286341255391991?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114286341255391991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114286341255391991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-look.html' title='A New Look.'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114266964595840283</id><published>2006-03-18T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T22:05:28.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RK</title><content type='html'>Indulging myself in Rurouni Kenshin Manga. Such a goodie. I mean, I do enjoy the anime, but the manga is the true story and I havent had the chance to read it yet before, so now I'm reading non-stop volume after volume. Miss my Kenshin. I never really liked manga (I used to think it was boring, with no animation, bgm, sound, VA etc etc) but now I'm getting used to it. Oritey, I'll get back to it. Must find something to keep me occupied during school though.. (Like get a show, or save some manga to be read during that time)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114266964595840283?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114266964595840283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114266964595840283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/03/rk.html' title='RK'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114251973495710109</id><published>2006-03-16T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T22:38:42.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason</title><content type='html'>Justin and Vernon never fail to make me laugh every morning. I went into fits of laughter before 7, mind you, along with my sister when we switched on the radio. Oh and I fell in love with Jason (Mraz)'s voice the moment I heard it on the radio today. It's so smooth and yummy (?!) and then listening to him having a chat with Justin and Vernon "live".. Ah~ I loved his personality (although I must admit I know not much about this guy).&lt;br /&gt;And I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ABSOLUTELY&lt;/span&gt; loved his live acoustic version the moment his voice flowed through the radio waves, along with the acoustic guitar. (Yes, I'm bad at descriptive writing, as one might tell) Anyway, the moment I heard it, I let out a blissful sigh right there and then, at the bus interchange. (You must know that I was waiting for the bus, on my way to school then) And people started to turn to stare at me weirdly. Okay, of course, it didnt go to that extend. I '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALMOST&lt;/span&gt;' let out a blissful sigh, because, you have to admit, it was really really good, his acoustic version (if you've listened). I wish I'd record it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Written on a piece of paper while travelling in bus 963)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO now I absolutely have Jason's Geek in the Pink on repeat in my winamp playlist. Along with some other current favourites of mine (50's Best Friend feat Olivia, Fort Minor's Kenji, Green Day's Novacaine, Kelly's Hear Me, UH's Passion etc)&lt;br /&gt;I think I should update regularly so that my post wont be as long as a History essay. The more I update, the shorter the post. Now isn't that better?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114251973495710109?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114251973495710109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114251973495710109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/03/jason.html' title='Jason'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114243634150568085</id><published>2006-03-15T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T23:25:41.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Soul</title><content type='html'>Ah. Alright. Another one of my (super ridiculously long) post. Anyway, I've so much to talk about, I'm not sure if its even things that are worth mentioning. At the moment, I'm just about as free as the wind (is there such a thing), and there's hardly any progress going on with my project. I don't really want to waste my time doing nothing, and lazing around in school. I must really go get things done as soon as possible, so that the faster I'm finished with it, the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO. Lately, I kind of have something against going online on MSN. I mean, whenever I'm in MSN, then I'll surely be talking and chatting until the wee hours of the night (or morning) that I will have a hard time waking up for the next morning's class. (Plus the fact that connection's been unstable a lot lately, so the thing'll be signing in and out. Bah!) Okay, so maybe this is just an exaggeration as usual. But I don't want to be the last one asleep yet again. I hate it. Anyway, when you're chatting online, time seems to pass by so quickly, its unbelievable. I have to rub my eyes everytime I take a look at the clock, to make sure that my eyes' aren't deceiving me. This is why I hate spending so much time on the internet. Even though there's really nothing much to do online. Okay, let's just say I hate spending so much time on the computer altogether. (But I'm still using it, no matter what I say. ~sigh~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been listening to the radio and realized that they keep using the same songs over and over again, put in some other lyrics, give it a new name, and ta-da you got a new single. I mean, the music is still the same, it doesnt change, only the artiste and the lyrics. It doesnt make any sense at all. Why'd they want to do that? Its bad enough that they're making remakes (which may turn out worse than the original), but this? Anyway, its just something I observed, nothing really to complain about since I listen to all types of music. Literally. Any language, any genre (just NOT techno, as I've mentioned oh so many times), anything. I'm versatile that way. Just so long as its good music, I'll listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if everyone experience this kind of thing. Like when you listen to one song, you'll be reminded of a single person. For me, I've had some songs that will personally remind me of certain people, whether I like it or not. It's either the lyrics are relatively similar to the person that I have in mind, or I've heard that music being played by those people before. Like Yellowcard's Only One, Daddy Yankee's Gasolina, Westlife's something. I can't remember the title of the song, but I know that if I heard it again, I'd be reminded of someone. And these people are all related to my past,one way or another ( I mean, come on, Westlife?! Of course it has to be back in the past, its quite some time ago..). Ah, well, feeling quite nostalgic lately. Missing all my friends, or maybe I just keep getting reminded of my past alot lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have been saying that I look dazed or lost a lot recently. Its not that, its just that I'm feeling jaded. Haha, okay that coming from me?! No, its not that, maybe I just haven't been paying any attention to them, or not interested in what they're talking about, but too polite to say so. (laugh) I guess I'm just dazed, and staring into space, because I keep thinking about things? Things that I shouldn't really talk about, if I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I've been seeing the "Press the fart button. You know you want to" adv alot lately. It's everywhere, on every webpage I go to. I mean, what's up with that?! Nevertheless, watched the Pirates of the Caribbean trailer lately. I didn't know it was a Walt Disney film, really. It's really funny, I can't wait for it to be released in theaters! July is too long! I especially love the part where Jack's eyes are painted when he had them closed - ah well, watch the trailer, and you'll see that one part. It's so cool. How in the world did he (Johnny) manage to bring out Jack's character beautifully, I wouldn't know. But it's great, everyone can see that. Oh, and of course, watched the X Men 3 trailer as well, the one that was just released, I think it was called The Last Stand. Cool, now I know what the movie's about. Angel is sooo cool, with his wings and all that. Can't wait to watch that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well did some photo editing, though not much. Haha, but I like the response that  I got (from my MSN dp). Here they are. Take a look at your own risk, I should say. I warned you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edited:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img147.imageshack.us/img147/9781/freaky22fs.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Original:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img217.imageshack.us/img217/1947/unedited3dw.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I must figure out a way to fork out 70 bucks within the next four weeks, to pay off my bill. How am I suppose to do that?! Oh well. I'll just starve for the next month then. (Oh and I love PP's Mimpi yang Sempurna and UH's Passion - music)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114243634150568085?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114243634150568085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114243634150568085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/03/another-soul.html' title='Another Soul'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114191056211391510</id><published>2006-03-09T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T21:31:31.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R &amp; R - pills?</title><content type='html'>My feet stinks.&lt;br /&gt;I'm updating again. Is that a good thing? Up to oneself.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I shall not spare anyone and go write an account of my adventures.&lt;br /&gt;I shall give a new name to my blog, calling it "Little stories and adventures".&lt;br /&gt;I shall give a new url to my blog, calling it .. well, I'm not sure what to rename it as yet.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I wont change it.&lt;br /&gt;I shall give a new look to my blog, once I get around to designing and encoding the template.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm not too busy with FYP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Today. The 9th of March 2006. Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached school early for once. It was a rare miracle, but I congratulated myself for waking up early and getting ready for school at my own sweet time. I was 15 minutes early when I reach school, and get to enjoy my book. It couldn't have started out better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first half hour since "class" is suppose to start, everyone who've reached wondered if there was actually going to be a lecture, since no lecturer was there. But still, people just started wandering in the room and take their own respective seats. Eventually someone came up, and..&lt;br /&gt;started talking about SA again. I give him my full attention (out of politeness) for a whole 15-30 minutes, before deciding to open up my novel, and continued dreaming in my own world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When lecture was done, went out for lunch. Lunch was a whole 45 minutes I think. It was more the talk than everything, and I, unabashedly, finish my food first! Goodness, I must be really hungry, or the rice is just too little. I'm being such a glutton lately, I'm not surprised if I'm putting on weight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I had to call off the chatting after lunch, since me and my partner are supposed to be meeting our supervisor at 11.45 to go off and meet the doctors (at NUH) at 12.30pm. Alright, I'll spare the details of the journey (took cab, wait  for Adam, sit in the room, wait for the Dr., made proper introductions and so it begins).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was yet to learn about my role in the project. So in that enclosed meeting room (which Jansen, and the gang, later stated that it was better than in their time, since they had their meeting in the canteen, and only for half an hour too) we were listening to all the details about the project. What I'm supposed to do and what he's expecting and all that. It was.. not so short, I can assure that. So, when he move on to the e-learning area (codings) which was directed towards the tutors (this was supposed to be a staff project, or is still is, I think. Or so they've mentioned in passing), my head started throbbing. Surprise, surprise, it was the oh so common headache. And it's back. But I guess all that information was just getting to me, everything was swirling in my head, I had a bad headache. I was lucky enough not to feel sleepy. In fact, I wasn't really very sleepy at all for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was sitting there, listening, but not really paying attention, since it was sort of "off" my hands, and just stared and observed. Main thing that passes through my head? Receding hairline. Don't ask. There were only 4 girls out of the 12 present, and every one of the guy in that room, was my victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving along now, had a discussion after that at NUS. And then was suppose to head back home. But I have no idea how to get there. Took a cab (courtesy of Adam) until we reach this certain bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I decided to went back to NUH (by walking, mind you!) to take the straight bus home. Which was supposed to be there anyway. Being stupid, I made a whole tour around NUS. Again, don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;I finally manage to get on the ride back home. On the bus. Which was there. And I've been there before too, only I was too stupid to actually gather my thoughts and really think about a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;plan&lt;/span&gt;. But at least I got home safe and sound. But not really at my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet was killing me, after hours of standing. I've spend over how long walking under the scorching heat, trying to find where I was, even though it was still just Singapore. My legs were extremely tired, my arms were numb from carrying the 2kg laptop around, my shoulders were beginning to drop, from carrying my bag with the adaptor, which I didn't even use, my head was hurting so badly, I even considered releasing the rail on the bus and fall/faint, so that people would at least give up their seat to me. That was how bad it was. The bus was extremely full too, given the timing that it arrives. Most people were just released from work. And to think that I could've gotten on the earlier, bus (which I just miss when I reach that bus stop) but of course, let's all blame my stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if that wasn't enough, there was still more. On my way home, this guy just started showing me the donation thing in passing, and as usual I smiled and shook my head. Surprisingly, he seemed to shout something in my face, which I didn't get to catch since my ears were plugged (music). Too bl- rude, if I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I neither have the time, nor the energy to do anything else, and I just knew my tudung was not- well it wasn't perfect. But I was so tired, I couldn't care less, and during the (loooonggg) walk back home, I just had my head down, and my face in a frown. Not a very good sight, but it was such a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;long &lt;/span&gt;and tiring day for me. It wasn't terrible, it was just so exhausting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going off for a run tomorrow. I don't care if its comfortable or not comfortable. I don't care. I need some time to sort my head (especially after being so..messy?!) and peace and I love the crisp morning air.&lt;br /&gt;Food must come with excercise. All that ice-cream and pound cake, I must burn my fats away. (Can't believe I could still stuff a whole 1/4 tub of ice-cream straightaway when I got home. What a real glutton!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, exhausting day, off to do some reading.&lt;br /&gt;And maybe get some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking, why do they have sleeping pills for the insomniac and no r&amp;r pills? You know, some people can be workaholic sometimes, they'll need that. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; need that. A whole box, while we're at it. This should go to some suggestion box.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114191056211391510?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114191056211391510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114191056211391510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/03/r-r-pills.html' title='R &amp; R - pills?'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114183383098667386</id><published>2006-03-08T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T00:10:07.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those Who're Interested</title><content type='html'>WARNING: This post is long and probably even like an essay. Read it at your own risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's topic is about: myself. (Surprise, surprise)&lt;br /&gt;I'll just first list down my bad points, so that people would (hopefully) stay away from me. The main thing here is that I am definitely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; promoting myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negative things about Saleha is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anti-social. &lt;/span&gt;(Really, I tend to be choosy about who I hang around with)&lt;br /&gt;Arrogant. (When I feel like it)&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn. (All the time, when I have my own opinion about things)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Selfish. &lt;/span&gt;(I'm selfish with everything I own - change, I need to change!!)&lt;br /&gt;Insensitive. (To people's feelings)&lt;br /&gt;Sarcastic. (You know me right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lazy.&lt;/span&gt; (What can I say)&lt;br /&gt;Egoistic. (Everyone has egos. Mine just increase whenever I disagree with something)&lt;br /&gt;Rude. (When I'm mad, I tend to be rude)&lt;br /&gt;Greedy. (Just about everything)&lt;br /&gt;Unhelpful. (I'll just look and stare, and do not take the initiative to help)&lt;br /&gt;Irresponsible. (I don't really do my job and will start blaming others)&lt;br /&gt;Irrational. (No comments)&lt;br /&gt;Unreasonable. (Like I've mentioned, it's the ego)&lt;br /&gt;Impatient. (When I'm pushed over the edge, I get impatient with just about everything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course the many more. But really, that's me. People who know me better should know that. The ones that are bold (which coincidentally spells out SAL) is me all the time. All the other negative things are me usually when people push their luck, or have done something to make me really mad. That is the truth about me. I dont even know why I'm actually publishing this for the public, but I guess I'll just have to mend my errors. I know I have my faults, and its easier said than done, changing one self. I guess I'll just have to put in more effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the other day, I was wondering about my future. It's scary, isn't it, thinking about the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what kind of adult I'd grow up to be (after reading all those negative attitude of mine).&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what kind of job I'd get after graduation.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder whom are the people that will be in touch with me, after school, for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, not long ago, the whole sister troop sit down together and watched tv. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Teman Anugerahku&lt;/span&gt;'s the show (Suria channel, Wednesday, 9.30pm) and I can't say things like "It rocks!". Because, truth be told, it probably didn't. The reason I'm wasting my time is just to watch the anugerah guys. I wasn't really interested, honestly, I didn't even catch Anugerah at all! Was it last year? Yeah, so whatever it is, we were there watching and mostly criticising the whole thing. Because this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; after all a Malay drama. Everything tends to be overboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a guy who wants to know his real mother (just because his girlfriend pester him to do so) and his foster mom gets upset (with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exaggerated &lt;/span&gt;tears, you know, the works) and it was supposed to be a sad scene. Right? I mean, come on, there's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tears&lt;/span&gt;. But. The sisters, being the sisters, make light of it. We laughed (while I have the suspicion that someone in the other room actually cried - and that someone is a guy btw, the only guy under this roof) because it just wasn't there. The feeling of the supposedly sad emotion. We were all making fun of it, and basically rolling our eyes etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the girl who's pregnant, but wants this certain guy to be the 'father'. When it was her ex's child she's pregnant with. Of course this new guy doesn't have any idea. So the girl got him drunk (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;drunk?! helloooo?!!! Just what kind of person are you suppose to be again?!)&lt;/span&gt; and then bring him up to her room. But just before anything bad could happen, his friend came to get him, and save him from the nightmare (which he himself doesn't know about). Woke up the next morning at his friend's place and instead of being thankful, he actually accuses his friend of making the whole thing up and etc etc. I mean &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;come on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And all this friendship thing ("Oh well, at least we're still friends." "Yeah, we still got our friendship") is surreal. Guys don't actually go around saying that to one another. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents who actually do not let the son hang out with his friends just because they're malay. And no &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;music?!&lt;/span&gt; At least I can understand the fact that there are some parents who're strict about their son's studies. But no music? That is just so unbelieavable. Oh and if your parents ask how was your exam, how'd you answer? I'd just say, "It was alright, I guess."&lt;br /&gt;And because the scripting was..&lt;br /&gt;Well let's just say he actually let out that he didn't exactly get to finish his econs paper. And his mom starts going ballistic. Ballistic I tell you! Oh my. Oh yeah, the guy mentioned "Come on, I'm not a girl," and I just had to laugh. I find it amusing. Because this is just too funny (in a ridiculous way).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the other dad who starts shouting at his son because he didnt' get a job. And one of my sis happened to mention "This scene looks similar, doesn't it?" Well, figure that out for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, before I end this rambling, there was this one part where one of the guys' mom says to bring home his gf. Since she'd like to meet this "special friend" of his. And we had our discussion, saying "Wow, look at that, if it was the guy's parents, they'd say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bring the girl home, if she's free, so I'd have a chance to meet her.&lt;/span&gt;. And if it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a girl's parents&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;it's something else altogether. More on the lines of..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; bring the guy home, so that I'd get a chance to bash up that person who thinks he's good enough for my daughter.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;Which I had to agree to, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, do correct me if I'm wrong. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;am&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;opiniated as someone've mentioned. This is why I avoid watching malay dramas. Instead of enjoying the whole thing, there'd just be critism. Anyone who knows me, really really knows me, knows that I do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; switch the channel to Suria. On the account that I actually watch the tv. But really. There are much better shows out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all this critism (or trash talk), I'd still watch the whole show. Because there's Azmir, whom I've only noticed when I started watching this show. (Before this it was Fauzi, but.. he looks weird now). And then ShiHo started saying how cute Khairil was. I only like his character in the show. The most rational guy in the whole drama. But Azmir is cute, although I'm beginning to dislike the character he's playing. And how come Don always plays all these ridiculous roles anyway? The slutty type who works at those indecent places? Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found the perfect review for the show. This tells all, I couldn't have written it better myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://newpaper.asia1.com.sg/guide/story/0,4136,102838,00.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://newpaper.asia1.com.sg/guide/story/0,4136,102838,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back for more posts I guess. But no more critism. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, IHP again tomorrow. Ah, hope this'll be a good week for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114183383098667386?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114183383098667386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114183383098667386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/03/those-whore-interested.html' title='Those Who&apos;re Interested'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114162015190567358</id><published>2006-03-06T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T12:42:32.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies - Books - Movies</title><content type='html'>Books made into movies. Movies turned into books? Never really heard of it, though I'm pretty sure there should be some out there, unless I'm wrong (which is a higher probability).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently watching the Oscars. Well, listening to the Oscars, to be more specific. Obviously I have my eyes locked on the screen. That's what blogging is about.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, some interesting movies this year. Never heard of Crash, wonder what its about, receiving the commotion that they did there in the Oscars. Munich, interesting. King Kong grabbing more than one, for I-cant-remember-what awards that they received. I didnt know Brockback Mountain was about 2 cowboy lovers. *guffaws* Okay, so maybe I should do my research first, before being blunt but its Jake Gyllenhaal and Heath Ledger, I should DEFINITELY get it on DVD. Ahh, a cure for sore eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So moving on, before you get disgusted with me, I've been catching up on my books. Re-read "In Her Shoes" by Jennifer Weine. Loved her novels, they're always what I looked for whenever I visit the Library (which doesnt happen alot these days). Now, I'm wondering if I should go catch the movie. I know it stars Cameron D, but sometimes a great book doesnt mean that it goes well on screen (as other examples have shown). I'll make my statement again when I've actually watched the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of movies, I cant wait to catch X3 (I know I've mentioned this before, somewhere in my other posts) which will be out in May. Just saw Pirates of the Carribean 2 trailer on tv- I cant WAIT! Out in July though. Saw some cool movie posters &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Ultraviolet, Bloodrayne)&lt;/span&gt; but really, no idea what the movie(s) is about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I havent been to the movies in ages. Last one still was King Kong, I know for sure I've missed a lot. Maybe I should use the free GV movie voucher Mr K gave sometime ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh did I mention? Love the set Oscars had this year, so "authentic".&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I'm heading over to the library to grab some books, if I'm not too lazy to get out of the house. Yep, anyone can guess it. It's all books books books now. When you have so much free time to spare (well, not really) and everyone else is busy with their lives, what do you do? Catch up on books. Haha, well that's the geek in me anyway. But I love books. And movies. So I'm not complaining, and can actually say that I'm rather enjoying this limited time that I have before school gets chaotic again. One face I definitely wouldnt miss - my supervisor's face. Shh! Dont' tell anyone I said that. Once again, I'm wishing that the 6 months will pass by quickly. Dreading this IHP. Really really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dreading&lt;/span&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yay! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lost&lt;/span&gt; is coming back at the end of the month. That's something to look forward to (even though I really should first catch up on the first season. Looks like I'm not going to get that 'dvd' any time soon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next ranting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh yeah, I'm thinking of changing the layout. Finally. But to a really really simple one. Simplistic. We'll see how.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114162015190567358?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114162015190567358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114162015190567358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/03/movies-books-movies.html' title='Movies - Books - Movies'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114136050867200120</id><published>2006-03-03T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T12:37:20.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creator of Notebooks/Laptops Co. Pte. Ltd.</title><content type='html'>Honestly, my laptop is sucking the blood out of me. Once sent to mel, it will forever want to return there. First the hardisk crashed. And then the combo driver was spoiled. Next, keyboard spoiled. Now, whenever I insert my wireless card, the whole system will hang. So I cant even get to go to the internet anymore. Its just about time that I've had enough with this whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently having the sniffles. Been having coughs since a few days too. Maybe I'm stuck home for too long.&lt;br /&gt;Exams are over. YES! Finally. But can't really have a proper holiday. Will have to be back in school next Tues for the start of IHP. Which is going to go on for the next six months. That's long. Very long. I dont want to do this IHP. But its not like there's any other choice. I hope the six months will pass by veryyyy quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I wish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114136050867200120?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114136050867200120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114136050867200120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/03/creator-of-notebookslaptops-co-pte-ltd.html' title='Creator of Notebooks/Laptops Co. Pte. Ltd.'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114079324017576512</id><published>2006-02-24T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T23:00:42.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil Me</title><content type='html'>One thing I've never figured out.  Until today.&lt;br /&gt;I'm usually a nice person. I'm not bragging.&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just come to realise that I've never considered the feelings of a certain &lt;s&gt;species&lt;/s&gt; gender. Especially those of a certain type.&lt;br /&gt;Until today, when I really thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;And this was before the night, where all those stupid conflicts began.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just come to realise that even those certain types have feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Its not even something I thought about, let alone prioritise.&lt;br /&gt;In these cases I only selfishly put my feelings and emotions first.&lt;br /&gt;Totally forgetting and ignoring that the other party is equal in that way as well - the fact that they &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt; has feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have an incredibly huge guilty conscience, even I hate myself for it, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, the fact that I've been talking in riddles a lot lately. (Like the usual miSzmeSs's post)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114079324017576512?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114079324017576512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114079324017576512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/02/evil-me.html' title='Evil Me'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114044212475279120</id><published>2006-02-20T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T21:28:46.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The person I've became</title><content type='html'>I'm going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sighing like crazy which is not good.&lt;br /&gt;I keep asking myself "WHY?" over and over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Without any progress of getting the right answer.&lt;br /&gt;I need to sort this out from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, when I think about it, I don't know if I'm trying to convince myself, or whether its really ME talking. I'm going to start taking this thing seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or its going to affect my whole lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What do I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going crazy I can cry.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114044212475279120?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114044212475279120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114044212475279120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/02/person-ive-became.html' title='The person I&apos;ve became'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7723722.post-114035223065347964</id><published>2006-02-19T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T20:30:33.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mess</title><content type='html'>I'm suffering from a splitting headache.&lt;br /&gt;I'm having exams the week after next. (Well, granted, only 2 papers, but still.)&lt;br /&gt;I haven't started studying yet.&lt;br /&gt;I've been having early nights recently.&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling very tired alot lately.&lt;br /&gt;I have too many books to catch up on.&lt;br /&gt;I can't figure out how I ended up in this kind of mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I finally get to read Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. Yes, I'm slow, but hopefully I can read it peacefully this time round. Plus, I've got Memoirs of a Geisha to read, as well as my Chronicles of Narnia! Ah well, I still can't believe I bought it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Messy messy mess. I'm in such a mess. Oh and I finally found Hastuty again! (okay, so more like she found me. Or was it Ain found her, and she found me..er, never mind.) I miss my primary school mates. I've been seeing people from primary school alot lately. (I just saw Kelvin just now, Mr Shah's favourite pupil)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most wondrous thing is, these people don't really change alot, so its not really difficult to spot them and remember them. BUT I could've sworn, no one from primary school will remember me. Haha, well that's a lie, but no one will really notice anyway. I have a knack for remembering people's faces. Don't really know why though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I guess its up till here? I've got some revision to do, before my extra class tomorrow. Wouldn't want to disappoint my tutor, who's been really nice to us since the beginnning of the semester. Until next time, when I feel like blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7723722-114035223065347964?l=sillyfaith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114035223065347964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7723722/posts/default/114035223065347964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyfaith.blogspot.com/2006/02/mess.html' title='Mess'/><author><name>msleah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05653063749798916502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
