<?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-4710319740610754441</id><updated>2011-11-16T08:23:40.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Li Ting's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-4976240414697467921</id><published>2011-11-16T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T08:23:40.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IDYlQD8E0QE/TsPjd7WDeBI/AAAAAAAAARQ/jFWYtNXTc-c/s1600/blog.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IDYlQD8E0QE/TsPjd7WDeBI/AAAAAAAAARQ/jFWYtNXTc-c/s400/blog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675630058702862354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-4976240414697467921?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/4976240414697467921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=4976240414697467921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/4976240414697467921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/4976240414697467921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IDYlQD8E0QE/TsPjd7WDeBI/AAAAAAAAARQ/jFWYtNXTc-c/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-2688149350431206805</id><published>2011-11-01T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T07:00:18.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Meaningful Surprise Indeed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wow, after 9 hours of lectures today, I could say I really didn't expect a birthday celebration!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was in the midst of stress after class, tagging my notes , planning what should I study after revision class... should I go library? should I go back to my room? ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... and out of a sudden,  a group of people singing Happy Birthday song came walking into lecture room with a cake, heading to where I am seated at. Stunned and surprise at that moment... it's my birthday celebration!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ufc0V98RIY/Tq_u4VFBKII/AAAAAAAAAPQ/RgrNCAi-ZYo/s400/303049_10150355089853860_626493859_8280584_2026081332_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670013107381020802" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really didn't expecting anything for my birthday this round, studies came into my top list of priority this time ,didn't really think of celebrating it this year. I was already surprised once,and was really grateful for my birthday present from my friends. I am already so happy for their present (p/s : its from Kitchen, and I know it is expensive! haha!), little did I know they actually prepared a cake for me today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, all the unexplained, suspicious actions by my friends today in class finally made sense...Shen went out from class immediately after class ended, saying she need to return her parking card despite it's already 6pm, Lawrence and Ah Huang went out for toilet after class which they took ages to come back!... Kylie, Xin Yi, Kah Soon were all here out of the sudden, and I even remembered asking Kah Soon " 等Lawrence 啊？"...  Thinking back all these makes me feel like a fool, at least a happy one!Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After taking photos, eating cakes... well, most of you would have thought it should be the end... guess what, its not! Lawrence was not in LT for some time, and well I wondered did the sesame cake Jun Yu bought that we just ate has caused him to have diarrhea or what? Suddenly, he was back, with a photo frame on his hand.... He passed it to me “拿，给你的!" , guess what is it? It was one of the most meaningful present I ever get out of my 20 birthdays... That second, I was so touched and I actually went speechless for a while... reading the messages Jun Yu, Lawrence,Daniel and Kah Soon wrote down words by words, I was so surprised that the 4 quiet guys I'd known since CAT would have done something like this for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D2deAz4N0yM/Tq_u4jkHdgI/AAAAAAAAAPc/78RNskmpVHc/s400/377229_10150355091228860_626493859_8280610_1506307737_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670013111269553666" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reading through their messages actually made me realize that my friends had created so much wonderful memories throughout my college life... CAT graduation, Tioman trip, Melaka trip, movies,karaoke, prom and not to forget all the time we spent together in class, whining, fooling around.... think of all of these, it is hard to believe that 2 and half years has passed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-76zIt-Lm9io/Tq_pkTUq0CI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KUhrTWNrKBM/s400/IMG_4943.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670007265754271778" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NxSY13JE77A/Tq_3Jq6adII/AAAAAAAAAQc/wcGiUwMSeqU/s400/IMG_0925.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670022201392919682" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Snmfg5yReK0/Tq_pmmhXR3I/AAAAAAAAAOw/Xcie6cGvQfM/s400/IMG_0979e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670007305267529586" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hMoTE8oH8tI/Tq_pnI0YwmI/AAAAAAAAAO8/1Rzko9ERk7w/s400/IMG_9672edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670007314474123874" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 245px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-byMywuHBK70/Tq_pk0wRO-I/AAAAAAAAAOo/kXUd5dXu0Qo/s400/IMG_3494.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670007274728405986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;想回这些那么美好的回忆和时刻,真的会 很不舍得 ... 短短的三年，一舜间就过了。跟你们每一位所度过的回忆，我都会记在心里。很高兴有这个机会认识你们。我们人生还有一段很长的路，我祝福大家都能走到我们梦想的终点.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0KikYORE6B4/Tq_u5iJAjUI/AAAAAAAAAPo/74SQ01RGf80/s400/IMG_2123.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670013128067288386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chin Shen, 我大学第一天就很熟的朋友！ 要牢牢记的，做人不能太好，要偶尔为自己着想！走路不要pok kai! 谢谢一直一来都拿么的了解我，安慰我！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7ukN2HOFeU4/Tq_u6j8iL_I/AAAAAAAAAQA/_A6Zt6RN3t8/s400/IMG_0889.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670013145731706866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kylie, 我的makan kaki!要永远都那么的开朗 okay！酱才是我认识 的Kylie Chin，讲话和笑声也要比别人大声！！！！谢谢你把宁的家人介绍给我认识，让我在想家时总是有人陪！！！&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pe5Qiyjpe4U/Tq_pkcjIH3I/AAAAAAAAAOU/wTQO5NufO6w/s400/4462_1148286902160_1077194950_30440788_6946434_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670007268230831986" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Jian Yuan,我永远都不会忘记第一天认识你的时候，还记的"We are from KLANG!" 吗？哈哈！驾车的时候要小心啊! 上课时不要一直玩电话，要传心！要再次谢谢你帮我换轮胎，还记得吗？;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-76zIt-Lm9io/Tq_pkTUq0CI/AAAAAAAAAOM/KUhrTWNrKBM/s1600/IMG_4943.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); 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"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hV1zR1cb9So/Tq_u6DQOBtI/AAAAAAAAAP0/uj0AzayAcGI/s1600/IMG_0969.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LTRvbxYBaJ4/Tq_5eHRHi-I/AAAAAAAAARE/JHAPKosJZ0g/s400/IMG_3578.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670024751624981474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ong Jun Yu, 不要blur blur 的，要会control自己的手脚！不要再把电话乱乱放！要在此感谢你一直于来都不蛮厌的当我的listener!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hV1zR1cb9So/Tq_u6DQOBtI/AAAAAAAAAP0/uj0AzayAcGI/s400/IMG_0969.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670013136955901650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah Huang, 认识你三年了，可是广东话还是没你好。。。哈哈！你还是我认识中讲广东话最厉害的了啦!要吃多一点，不要这么瘦，我跟你拍照每次都是弄到我很肥～哈哈！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CFaW6f3lf54/Tq_3KG4a3QI/AAAAAAAAAQo/U143sTXfpPk/s400/DSC01173.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670022208900750594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lawrence, 真的很感激你在我需要帮忙的时候，无伦你有多忙，你总是say Yes, 没问题， 无所谓！总是那么的好人～&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RNixfte4uMM/Tq_3JZvfPLI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/PJNna8WYVbI/s400/IMG_9649.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670022196783692978" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daniel, 爱睡鬼～～～哈哈！对不起，我偷了你很多的第一次，哈哈！我觉的你也不可能会读到我的blog lor~写短一点无所谓。。。haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hV1zR1cb9So/Tq_u6DQOBtI/AAAAAAAAAP0/uj0AzayAcGI/s1600/IMG_0969.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mX_PsU5yYiQ/Tq_3K7bRK8I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/RT-hqAfqD0Q/s400/IMG_1966.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670022223005559746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kah Soon, 永远欢迎你来马六甲！我再带你去nom nom nom!!!! 还有，要记的我爸爸讲你是最帅的～～哈哈！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-2688149350431206805?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/2688149350431206805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=2688149350431206805' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/2688149350431206805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/2688149350431206805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2011/11/meaningful-surprise-indeed.html' title='A Meaningful Surprise Indeed.'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ufc0V98RIY/Tq_u4VFBKII/AAAAAAAAAPQ/RgrNCAi-ZYo/s72-c/303049_10150355089853860_626493859_8280584_2026081332_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-1874364404739677378</id><published>2011-04-15T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T08:56:45.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish I could be stronger. I need time again, to start all over again from the beginning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-1874364404739677378?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/1874364404739677378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=1874364404739677378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/1874364404739677378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/1874364404739677378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-wish-i-could-be-stronger.html' title=''/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-2876397550790238035</id><published>2011-03-09T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T08:31:59.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At times, I need a break. Tired of tolerance. Sometimes, I need someone to take care of my feelings back too. Because of friendship, I take a step back, kept my voice down. But reality hits back right at my face as nobody cares, the more you contribute silently, the more people take it to their advantage and thinks that it is your obligation. Well guess what, F**k off! Get that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-2876397550790238035?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/2876397550790238035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=2876397550790238035' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/2876397550790238035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/2876397550790238035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2011/03/at-times-i-need-break.html' title=''/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-4276435002233504104</id><published>2011-01-31T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T11:18:35.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day Handmade Cupcakes for sale!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TUhcgbMf_SI/AAAAAAAAAN8/22Rs3SeMwgw/s1600/flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TUhcgbMf_SI/AAAAAAAAAN8/22Rs3SeMwgw/s400/flower.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568802651369372962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hi everyone&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;having troubles thinking of what to get for your special ones on that very special day? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Wanted something that is &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;meaningful&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Why not cupcakes with both of your initial on a pretty cupcake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TUbe69BLCDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/VL7k-DEb0Ag/s1600/LOVE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TUbe69BLCDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/VL7k-DEb0Ag/s400/LOVE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568383093683456050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TUbe6YOxJRI/AAAAAAAAANs/y1O_EP1V0LU/s400/Yon%2Band%2BJes.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 339px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568383083808367890" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TUbe59_5dKI/AAAAAAAAANk/x-CPpkuol-A/s1600/Rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TUbe59_5dKI/AAAAAAAAANk/x-CPpkuol-A/s400/Rose.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568383076766676130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TUbe5ZF-CVI/AAAAAAAAANc/MZyZUBLfN5Y/s1600/V-day%2BCupcakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TUbe5ZF-CVI/AAAAAAAAANc/MZyZUBLfN5Y/s400/V-day%2BCupcakes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568383066860030290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This will be my first time selling cupcakes online, hence, there will be only one set of design to choose from. (for simplicity purposes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One set consists of 6 cupcakes, priced at RM 15.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 out of the six cupcakes will be customized to have couple's initial on cupcakes decorations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Booking of cupcakes have to be done one week before collection of cupcakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Collection of cupcakes can only be done in Sunway Pyramid or Sunway University College, Bandar Sunway. If friends from Melaka, can contact me directly and we can arrange something out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Collection date is on 13th February or on 14th February only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's only limited set, hence may not satisfy all customers and I sincerely apologize. (I'm still a student, so couldn't make so much before V-Day)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, interested in getting cupcakes for your loved ones? Just leave a comment here in this post or email me at wong_liting@hotmail.com ~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-4276435002233504104?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/4276435002233504104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=4276435002233504104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/4276435002233504104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/4276435002233504104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2011/01/valentines-day-handmade-cupcakes-for.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day Handmade Cupcakes for sale!'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TUhcgbMf_SI/AAAAAAAAAN8/22Rs3SeMwgw/s72-c/flower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-2641808413754036178</id><published>2010-12-15T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T14:35:17.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>“The Season of the Witch is Here”</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/sotw_poster.jpg" alt="Season of the witch" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remembered when I was young, I remembered watching Casper the Friendly ghost where Hilary Duff was on her role as the nice witch to a friendly ghost.Maybe perhaps witches aren't as bad as we think they are... Even in Harry Potter, not all witches are bad.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.fc-img.com/CTV02/Comcast_CIM_Prod_Fancast_Image/74/825/1224087549413_02CasperMeetsWendy_mif_290_210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, in most of our childhood fairy tale stories like Cinderella, Snow White, The Little Mermaid, Rapunzel, the bad guy will always be a witch! They have incredible knowledge on spells, potions making, travel on flying broomstick and so on! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TQlBUpM2G7I/AAAAAAAAANQ/g3pVvYUP04Q/s400/witch-brew%255B1%255D.gif" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551039838623767474" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They can transformed into a kind, poor and old women, or even the most ugly monster on Earth, just try to kill you. Or they can make poison apples poisoned lettuce to take your life away, don't you think they are just real good when it comes to put your life to an end? They could  be just as good as an professional assassins, just maybe by replacing super sport car with a flying broom and a sniper with a wand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TQk_V7P1VQI/AAAAAAAAANA/5Ufe_bricg8/s400/hitman.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 336px; height: 279px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551037661624751362" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing that scared me most about witches is their evil grins and their awful witch songs... Just imagine yourself being captured in cage by the witches, hanging above a big pot of cooking potion, as they stir the potion, they happily singing high pitch horrifying songs with evil grins " Muahahahahahaha....", cir-culling you, so excited to feast on you! And worst, there is no way for you to escape... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think most of you will think that the next thing will be their look, their full of wrinkles and pimples look. But guess what, you're wrong! In fact the thing that I do afraid of is their outfit! They will always either have this  dark greenish puff looking lace dress or a super old rusty hat long enough to keep 3 'Pringles' in it! I wouldn't have the guts to wear it! It seemed that they never ever change their outfit and it look like a century old already! They could have scare people off just by their smell! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could be afraid of their look too, but not the ugly side! There are quite a few pretty HOT looking witches! They could have be a competition to me you know....*ahem* They could have just snatch away all the hot guys and what is there left for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TcwbPuj2SZ0/SPlujyu2T1I/AAAAAAAADCo/9Ue-8vYvk1k/s400/20883.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last thing that makes witches so scary will be probably their ability to cast spell on you without you even knowing it! They could have make me their slave forever! I would have to do everything as they say! I wouldn't want to be saying "Yes Master" forever in my life! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/hs458.snc4/50552_347489432445_7718045_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-2641808413754036178?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/2641808413754036178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=2641808413754036178' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/2641808413754036178'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-8420541630005275956</id><published>2010-12-15T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T13:20:41.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is me 2 years ago...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TQkwbn95J_I/AAAAAAAAAMY/UnxKOZEEOYc/s400/4212_106973298221_744018221_2692901_168088_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551021266854029298" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TQkwbL-rKcI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/-a6gRahg7PQ/s400/n646970484_407383_5315.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551021259341113794" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, this is me 1 year ago...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TQkwcI1JwWI/AAAAAAAAAMg/F_4g6vjwPUY/s400/5608_127329913221_744018221_3061274_2240446_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 227px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551021275675738466" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is me now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TQkwcfi_deI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NcwX5O8wAjU/s400/76976_10150116492243222_744018221_7740094_1642213_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551021281773581794" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmmm.... what do you think? haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-8420541630005275956?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/8420541630005275956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=8420541630005275956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/8420541630005275956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/8420541630005275956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2010/12/time-flies.html' title='Time flies.'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TQkwbn95J_I/AAAAAAAAAMY/UnxKOZEEOYc/s72-c/4212_106973298221_744018221_2692901_168088_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-5110279465399201434</id><published>2010-12-12T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T05:00:50.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>平凡是福。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-5110279465399201434?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/5110279465399201434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=5110279465399201434' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/5110279465399201434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/5110279465399201434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-8948074967469050496</id><published>2010-12-11T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T09:19:06.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss those moments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-8948074967469050496?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/8948074967469050496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=8948074967469050496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/8948074967469050496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/8948074967469050496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-miss-those-moments.html' title=''/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-2721277681559197269</id><published>2010-11-21T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T00:55:43.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you wish to continue?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TOjeHJiyiNI/AAAAAAAAAMI/q5B6IBqRfQg/s1600/2i251fl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TOjeHJiyiNI/AAAAAAAAAMI/q5B6IBqRfQg/s400/2i251fl.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541923555881683154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope facebook have this pop up. It will save a lot of people misery! haha! Funny photo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-2721277681559197269?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/2721277681559197269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=2721277681559197269' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/2721277681559197269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/2721277681559197269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2010/11/do-you-wish-to-continue.html' title='Do you wish to continue?'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TOjeHJiyiNI/AAAAAAAAAMI/q5B6IBqRfQg/s72-c/2i251fl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-1978481827179673087</id><published>2010-11-17T02:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T02:14:59.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>我觉得很幸福哦！哈哈。。。</title><content type='html'>对每一样东西，若我们都没有机待回报，我们就会很幸福了。我已体会到了。&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-1978481827179673087?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/1978481827179673087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=1978481827179673087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/1978481827179673087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/1978481827179673087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title='我觉得很幸福哦！哈哈。。。'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-3000689104956871110</id><published>2010-11-08T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T11:00:09.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hide in every possible way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TNhIZAR5LSI/AAAAAAAAAMA/mEx72-QafYI/s1600/tumblr_lar1r31AwI1qag73jo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TNhIZAR5LSI/AAAAAAAAAMA/mEx72-QafYI/s400/tumblr_lar1r31AwI1qag73jo1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537255336261004578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-3000689104956871110?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/3000689104956871110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=3000689104956871110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/3000689104956871110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/3000689104956871110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2010/11/hide-in-every-possible-way.html' title='Hide in every possible way.'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TNhIZAR5LSI/AAAAAAAAAMA/mEx72-QafYI/s72-c/tumblr_lar1r31AwI1qag73jo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-7647125668448790461</id><published>2010-09-24T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T11:50:43.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>。</title><content type='html'>我会默默的在心里恭贺你，祝福你。你总于达到你的梦想了，你的决定是正觖的。 加油！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-7647125668448790461?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/7647125668448790461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=7647125668448790461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/7647125668448790461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/7647125668448790461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title='。'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-2423073452848986545</id><published>2010-08-09T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T08:28:50.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>“What Distance I’d Go for My Other Half”</title><content type='html'>Love drives one person's limit further, do you believe in that? At least I know I do.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day, if the person I love have to migrate to another country, perhaps half of the globe away from me, I know I'll go the distance as far as I could just to always be with him, mentally. And if I do have the money, of course physically as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, I'll of course cry, but I'll do it behind him. I definitely want the person I love to see me in my best before he left. I want him to get on the plane without worrying me. Before he leaves, I'll give him a goodbye kiss and whisper on his ears " Listen to your heartbeat when you're lonely,that's me always inside you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second, I'll do write him letter. I meant write as in hand written letter, it is more sincere compared to email. I'll attached small gifts along, just to make it feel like me. and at the end of each letter I'll give him a riddle, and the answer will be what I'm thinking whenever I thought of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third, of course Web Cam! What is more important than looking at each other before going to bed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fourth, I'll find the cheapest flight to the place where he's in and surprise him in front of his door! I'll work part time and get the money. I don't mind being tired, as long as I can be with him, no matter how short the moment is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fifth, I'll post a photo of me every month or perhaps every week to him.Well, definitely happy faces and candid shots of me in my daily life.  Just to let him know I'm doing fine and I'm missing him every moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, there are just endless things I'll do for him. Love is all it matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2009/08/06/article-1204803-05F9E308000005DC-572_468x575.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-2423073452848986545?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/2423073452848986545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=2423073452848986545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/2423073452848986545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/2423073452848986545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-distance-id-go-for-my-other-half.html' title='“What Distance I’d Go for My Other Half”'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-8612664085010131772</id><published>2010-08-09T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T08:05:28.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fighting Umbrella Cooperation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I live in a world you will never imagine living in. A world &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;ravaged by a virus infection, turning its victims into the Undead&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Every second you breath, you'll have to be fear of the them.  The world we used to live in, has turned into a living hell for zombies. You'll never see happy faces around here, only monsters craving for your flesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm Alice Abernathy, the survivor of this disaster.I have a responsibility-to save human mankind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.hugazombie.com/images/user_generated/full/extinction1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Human mankind are infected by a virus created by The Umbrella Cooperation.The virus escaped, and everybody Died.Their evil plan succeeded where humans around the globe infected by this virus had turned into zombies. The man behind all these are by the name of Albert Wesker. I was injected with a serum, where all my super-human powers are all vanished. I know I couldn't defeat Albert Wesker alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.scifiscoop.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/resident_evil_extinction.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hence I begin my journey, a search, a search for survivors like me. Gather along all our strengths and we shall make Umbrella Cooperation forever vanished from Earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only way to stop it is to find the source where all these begins. I will gather all survivors, train them to fight back, to kill. We have to be as cruel as them to stop them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, I will gather all machines, guns, weapons as many as I could. Their army will definitely outnumbered us. We will have to use the fast and painful way to handle thousands and maybe millions of the undeads. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://watchresidentevil4.com/images/watch-resident-evil-afterlife-online.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Virus,that's how it all begins. The way to end all these, is by using  the same way. I'll create a virus, a virus where I shall inject to one Umbrella Cooperations member, all it will kill and spread the virus among themselves and eventually die at their own hand. I will find the vaccine to cure all the undead, to make them back to human and they'll fight by me against Umbrella Cooperation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, who say women can't fight like men? Once again, I'm Alice-&lt;b&gt;I kill&lt;/b&gt;. strictly bad guys only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nuffnang.com.my/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/residentevil_poster.jpg" alt="'poster'" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-8612664085010131772?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/8612664085010131772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=8612664085010131772' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/8612664085010131772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/8612664085010131772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2010/08/fighting-umbrella-cooperation.html' title='Fighting Umbrella Cooperation'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-5663527214676275736</id><published>2010-07-31T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T11:34:24.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Notebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;p face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif" size="11px" style="  text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Today wasn't a good day for me. I was thinking of a person, a person that I first love. Guess I'm just too stressed out due to studies, PTs and events coming&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif" size="11px" style="  text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "&gt; up. Lots of memories came flashing through my mind, wondering what it would be now if we are still together. Still, I accept the fact that I'm just not good for him and the fact that he will be better off without me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif" size="11px" style="  text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Was back in my hostel after going to temple with my brother. Roommate is in and she recommended me this movie called The Notebook. Is a great movie according to her. I hesitated to watch at first as I know it is a love story and I think I'm not in a good condition to watch such movie. However, somehow I just knew that I have to watch it. And I never regret watching it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif" size="11px" style="  text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;The story plot:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TFRsQwvnRtI/AAAAAAAAALI/abRF4EtnrA8/s320/Notebook.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 296px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500140080144533202" /&gt;In a modern-day nursing home, an elderly man named Noah begins to read a love story to his elderly woman companion from a book he carries.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;In 1940, at a carnival in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seabrook_Island,_South_Carolina" title="Seabrook Island, South Carolina" target="_blank" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Seabrook Island, South Carolina&lt;/a&gt;, local country boy Noah Calhoun sees 17-year-old heiress Allie Hamilton for the first time and is immediately smitten. She continuously refuses his persistent advances until their well-meaning friends lure them together. Noah and Allie spend an idyllic summer together, though her wealthy parents are less than enthusiastic about their summer romance. Allie is forbidden by her parents from seeing Noah again. Noah tells Allie, he believes her parents are right. He is not good enough for her. Allie then becomes distraught and shouts at Noah; resulting in a break up between the two. She immediately regrets the decision but Noah drives away. Noah, devastated by their separation, writes her one letter every day for a year, with no replies. On the 365th day, he writes her a goodbye letter and decides to let her go. Noah and Allie move on with their lives; Allie attends &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sarah_Lawrence_College" title="Sarah Lawrence College" target="_blank" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Sarah Lawrence College&lt;/a&gt;, while Noah enlists to fight in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/World_War_II" title="World War II" target="_blank" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;World War II&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;While in college, Allie volunteers as a nurse's aide for wounded soldiers and meets the injured Lon Hammond, Jr., a wealthy and well-connected young lawyer who is handsome, sophisticated, charming, and comes from an old &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Southern_United_States" title="Southern United States" target="_blank" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Southern&lt;/a&gt; family. The two eventually become engaged, to the joy of Allie's parents, although Allie wonders why she is reminded of Noah's face when Lon asks her to marry him. Noah returns home. While visiting &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charleston,_South_Carolina" title="Charleston, South Carolina" target="_blank" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;Charleston&lt;/a&gt; to file some paperwork, Noah witnesses Allie and Lon kissing at a restaurant. Devastated, Noah is consumed with restoring an old plantation from their summer together, wanting to believe that if he keeps his promise to her and fixes it up, Allie will come back to him. Finished, Noah tries to sell the plantation, but finds he cannot part with it. While trying on her wedding dress, Allie spots an article about Noah's renovation on the Windsor Plantation in a newspaper. She decides to visit Noah in Seabrook and he invites her to dinner, during which Allie tells Noah about her engagement. Later in the evening, Noah asks Allie to come back the next day so he can show her something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;In the present, it is made evident that the elderly woman is suffering from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dementia" title="Dementia" target="_blank" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;dementia&lt;/a&gt;, which has stolen her memories - and that Noah is her husband. She does not recognize their children and grandchildren, who beg Noah to come home with them. Noah insists on staying with his wife, refusing to abandon her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Back in 1947, Noah takes Allie out on a small row boat and shows her a flock of swans sitting on the water. It starts to rain and they have to go back. While he is tying up the boat, Allie demands to know why Noah never wrote to her. Noah tells her he wrote to her every day for one year. They begin kissing, then they make love to each other. Two days later, Allie’s mother appears on Noah’s doorstep while Noah is out, telling Allie that Lon has followed her to Seabrook after Allie's father told him about Noah. Allie's mother takes Allie for a drive and explains how she too once had a summer romance, and that she still drives by to watch him sometimes. They drive back to Noah's house and he is sitting on the porch. She hands her daughter the bundle of 365 letters that Noah had written to her, saying that she hopes Allie makes the right choice. She drives away and Allie goes to sit on the porch with Noah. She explains how Lon is in town and how the past few days had been wonderful, but very irresponsible. Noah is furious, accusing her of only loving Lon for his money, and says that if she leaves, he will hate her forever. She storms toward her car, and Noah yells after her that she's bored with her life, and if she wasn't she wouldn't have come. He begs her to stay with him, saying that he knows they fight and is willing to work it out every day if that's what it takes. He tells her that if she really wants to be with Lon, then she should go, because he lost her once and he could do it again. Confused, Allie tells Noah that she has to go and drives off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Distraught, she stops her car on the side of the road and reads Noah's letters, though she continues on to find Lon. Lon says that he has three choices: Kill Noah, beat Noah, or leave Allie. But he says that none of them make him end up with Allie, and that he loves her. She says she loves him too, but that she feels like two different people when she's with Lon and when she's with Noah. She says she knows she should be with Lon, but realizing that she can not live without Noah...At which Duke says "And they lived happily ever after." Making Allie ask "Who did?, Oh Yes! Of course." In the next scene, Allie appears at Noah's doorstep. They embrace in reunion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Present day, Noah's elderly companion suddenly realizes that she is Allie. She remembers her past, and that Noah is Noah. After finding out about her impending illness, she had herself written their story in the notebook years before with instructions for Noah inside: "The story of our lives, by Allie Calhoun. Read this to me, and I'll come back to you." But soon Allie relapses, and she finds herself in, to her, a stranger's arms. She yells for help, and nurses come to calm her down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;The next morning, Noah is found unconscious in bed and he is rushed to the hospital; he later returns to the nursing home's intensive care ward. He goes to Allie's room later that night, and Allie remembers their love again. She asks him if he thinks their love can make miracles, and he says that miracles are what brought her back to him every time. She then asks him if he thinks their love can take them away together, and he replies, "I think our love can do anything we want it to." Noah's last words before falling asleep are "I'll be seeing you." The next morning, a nurse finds them in bed together, holding each other and discovers they died in the night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Maybe you'll never be My Noah, but at least the most I can do is to be Lon, letting you go, to be yourself and to be happy." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style=" text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-5663527214676275736?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/5663527214676275736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=5663527214676275736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/5663527214676275736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/5663527214676275736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2010/07/notebook.html' title='The Notebook'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TFRsQwvnRtI/AAAAAAAAALI/abRF4EtnrA8/s72-c/Notebook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-8267842883509507338</id><published>2010-06-19T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T09:18:06.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Hit The Road!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It has been real looooooong since I update my blog. My life has been really busy and ACCA is driving me nuts! Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I have a 2 weeks break before next sem starts when I have to face ACCA again. So, I need to fully utilize it before it ended within a blink of eye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a wish ,a wish to study in UK for my final semester.And, if that really happens, I will travel to Europe as a bag packer with my camera along with me for sure!Capturing memorable moments and to look at the other part of the world before I no longer have the ability to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, a lot of people must be thinking, " Are you going to travel alone? Is very dangerous for a girl to bag pack alone.'' And yes, I will travel alone ''partially'' this round for my domestic trip. Guess who'll be my partner? Haha, you'll just have to wait for my photos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I use to hate travelling alone as it will make you feel lonely and it wouldn't be enjoyable as travelling with your friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, as times go by, I notice having friends who has  different personality to travel along  really limits your freedom. I remembered when I used to be in high school, whenever I organised a trip I'll have to take care of everyone in my team and I lose the fun of travelling. It will be different to have someone who is passionate about travelling and never complain about getting tired, a very understanding and flexible partner to travel with you. And I hope to find such a friend in the future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, to fulfill my dream to be a bag packer, I need PRACTICE! So, I decided to take this holiday as an opportunity to travel on my own!&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This idea actually came across my mind when I was in my bathroom doing some business...haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wohhoooo! Well, wanna know my journey, take a look down the map.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzcHnUhzDI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_eoGlW-wtSs/s400/Slide1.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484500469602700338" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, my plan is as follow:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;20th June till 22nd June - Alor Setar, Kedah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;22nd June till 23th June - Kulim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;24th June till 25th June - Setiawan, Perak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25th June till 26th June - Selangor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;27th June till 29th June - Cameron Highland, Pahang&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;30th June - Home sweet Home, Melaka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess that's about it. Looking forward for a great journey! And of course, I'm bringing my dear, Canon 500D with me along. His there to capture those sweet and lovely memories in my life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alryt everyone, ADIOS! Have a great holiday as well! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzteP2vwYI/AAAAAAAAALA/STyCVaMeITc/s320/IMG_0029.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484519550138433922" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-8267842883509507338?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/8267842883509507338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=8267842883509507338' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/8267842883509507338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/8267842883509507338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2010/06/time-to-hit-road.html' title='Time to Hit The Road!'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzcHnUhzDI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_eoGlW-wtSs/s72-c/Slide1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-7729712426484878031</id><published>2010-03-07T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T00:30:48.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little better understanding in Marginal Revenue and Total Revenue.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;       &lt;center&gt;Revenue and Demand&lt;/center&gt;        &lt;/h1&gt;        &lt;p&gt;The &lt;a href="http://ingrimayne.com/econ/DemandSupply/Demand1.html"&gt;demand curve&lt;/a&gt; is a tremendously useful illustration for those who can read it. We have seen that the downward slope tells us that there is an inverse relationship between price and quantity. One can also view the demand curve as &lt;a href="http://ingrimayne.com/econ/DemandSupply/Adjustment.html"&gt;separating a region&lt;/a&gt; in which sellers can operate from a region forbidden to them. But there is more, especially when one considers what an area on the graph represents.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;If people will buy 100 units of a product when its price is $10.00, as the picture below illustrates, total revenue for sellers will be $1000. Simple geometry tells us that the area of the rectangle formed under the demand curve in the picture is found by multiplying the height of the rectangle by its width. Because the height is price and the width is quantity, and since price multiplied by quantity is total revenue, the area is total revenue. The fact that area on supply and demand graphs measures total revenue (or total expenditure by buyers, which is the same thing from another viewpoint) is a key idea used repeatedly in microeconomics.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://ingrimayne.com/econ/elasticity/Figure5.3.gif" alt="Total Revenue is area under demand curve" align="bottom" height="222" width="289" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;        &lt;p&gt;From the demand curve, we can obtain total revenue. From total revenue, we can obtain another key concept: &lt;b&gt;marginal revenue.&lt;/b&gt; Marginal revenue is the additional revenue added by an additional unit of output, or in terms of a formula:&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;blockquote&gt;Marginal Revenue = (Change in total revenue) divided by (Change in sales)&lt;/blockquote&gt;        &lt;p&gt;According to the picture, people will not buy more than 100 units at a price of $10.00. To sell more, price must drop. Suppose that to sell the 101st unit, the price must drop to $9.95. What will the marginal revenue of the 101st unit be? Or, in other words, by how much will total revenue increase when the 101st unit is sold?&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;There is a temptation to answer this question by replying, "$9.95." A little arithmetic shows that this answer is incorrect. Total revenue when 100 are sold is $1000. When 101 are sold, total revenue is (101) x ($9.95) = $1004.95. The marginal revenue of the 101st unit is only $4.95.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;To see why the marginal revenue is less than price, one must understand the importance of the downward-sloping demand curve. To sell another unit, sellers must lower price on all units. They received an extra $9.95 for the 101st unit, but they lost $.05 on the 100 that they were previously selling. So the net increase in revenue was the $9.95 minus the $5.00, or $4.95.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;There is a another way to see why marginal revenue will be less than price when a demand curve slopes downward. Price is average revenue. If the firm sells 100 for $10.00, the average revenue for each unit is $10.00. But as sellers sell more, the average revenue (or price) drops, and this can only happen if the marginal revenue is below price, pulling the average down.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;The reasoning of why marginal will be below average if average is dropping can perhaps be better seen in another example. Suppose that the average age of 20 people in a room is 25 years, and that another person enters the room. If the average age of the people rises as a result, the extra person must be older than 25. If the average age drops, the extra person must be younger than 25. If the added person is exactly 25, then the average age will not change. Whenever an average is rising, its marginal must be above the average, and whenever an average is falling, its marginal must be below the average.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p&gt;If one knows marginal revenue, one can tell what happens to total revenue if sales change. If selling another unit increases total revenue, the marginal revenue must be greater than zero. If marginal revenue is less than zero, then selling another unit takes away from total revenue. If marginal revenue is zero, than selling another does not change total revenue. This relationship exists because marginal revenue measures the slope of the total revenue curve.&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://ingrimayne.com/econ/elasticity/Figure5.4.gif" alt="MR is slope of TR" align="bottom" height="321" width="345" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;        &lt;p&gt;The picture above illustrates the relationship between total revenue and marginal revenue. The total revenue curve will be zero when nothing is sold and zero again when a great deal is sold at a zero price. Thus, it has the shape of an inverted U. The slope of any curve is defined as the rise over the run. The rise for the total revenue curve is the change in total revenue, and the run is the change in output. Therefore,&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;blockquote&gt;Slope of Total Revenue Curve = (Change in total revenue) / (Change in amount sold)&lt;/blockquote&gt;        &lt;p&gt;But this definition of slope is identical to the definition of marginal revenue, which demonstrates that marginal revenue is the slope of the total revenue curve.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-7729712426484878031?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/7729712426484878031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=7729712426484878031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/7729712426484878031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/7729712426484878031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2010/03/little-better-understanding-in-marginal.html' title='A little better understanding in Marginal Revenue and Total Revenue.'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-7775296659405326471</id><published>2010-03-03T04:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T05:33:10.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>『爱与不爱』</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;这首歌的歌词描述了现实生活中的感情故事…有些人爱得很甜蜜,有些人爱得很痛苦的…&lt;br /&gt;最重要的是珍惜现在你身边的伴侣,不可以轻易放弃&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“说好的承诺,就一起实现,做不到就不要许下诺言”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也许你会说,爱情是场追逐的游戏&lt;br /&gt;爱容易,分容易…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;爱越深,伤越深&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;或许我想说,爱情是场成长的旅程&lt;br /&gt;就像歌词里的一句 『故事走到最后 希望你更好过 请你忘了 曾经经有我 』&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;爱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;不是拥有&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;只要他&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;快乐&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;『爱与不爱』&lt;br /&gt;爱，就在你手中&lt;br /&gt;祝福大家幸福快乐&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thomasjack.pixnet.net/blog/post/2641749"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thomasjack.pixnet.net/blog/post/2641749"&gt;http://thomasjack.pixnet.net/blog/post/2641749&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song, and the meaning behind it. I hope you'll enjoy as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;悄悄站在门外，&lt;br /&gt;静静望着你发呆，&lt;br /&gt;你闪烁的双眼...&lt;br /&gt;看着一片海笑起来，&lt;br /&gt;从来不对你说明白，&lt;br /&gt;害怕你会被伤害...&lt;br /&gt;也许我不应该，&lt;br /&gt;站在这门外，&lt;br /&gt;所以我们才默默分开...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;当爱与不爱一样让人心痛，&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们都无话可说，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;你现在的快乐，&lt;br /&gt;不是因为我，&lt;br /&gt;我很难过..&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;当爱与不爱一样让人心痛，&lt;br /&gt;那就松开我的手，&lt;br /&gt;故事走到最后，&lt;br /&gt;期望你更好过，&lt;br /&gt;请你忘了，&lt;br /&gt;曾经有过...&lt;br /&gt;当爱与不爱一样让人心痛，&lt;br /&gt;我们都无话可说，&lt;br /&gt;你现在的快乐，&lt;br /&gt;不是因为我，&lt;br /&gt;我很难过...&lt;br /&gt;当爱与不爱一样让人心痛，&lt;br /&gt;那就松开我的手，&lt;br /&gt;故事走到最后，&lt;br /&gt;期望你更好过，&lt;br /&gt;请你忘了，&lt;br /&gt;曾经有过...        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-7775296659405326471?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/7775296659405326471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=7775296659405326471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/7775296659405326471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/7775296659405326471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post.html' title='『爱与不爱』'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-6925372460540220985</id><published>2010-02-18T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T08:16:21.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>99 Facts About Guys- My  version</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Saw this in Kylie's blog. Is kinda interesting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99 Facts About Guys:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1. Guys don’t actually look after good-looking girls. They prefer neat and presentable girls. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Li Ting's note - First few  months of relationship, they say so, sooner or later they'll say " Cant u dress up better?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2. Guys love flirts. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LiTing's note- I agree and the feeling sucks when your bf did tat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3. A guy can like you for a minute, and then forget you afterwards. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LiTing's note - PLAYBOY!!! Go to hell!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When a guy says he doesn’t understand you, it simply means you’re not thinking the way he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. “Are you doing something?” or “Have you eaten already?” are the first usual questions a guy asks on the phone just to get out from stammering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Guys may be flirting around all day but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LiTing's note - I still dun understand why guys couldnt control the temptation to flirt? Arent your gf good enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;7. When a guy really likes you, he’ll disregard all your bad characteristics. *kylie's note - awwwww. girls do too. but we love to nag till they change their bad habits. :P &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LiTing's note - only for a few months they'll say so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;8. Guys go crazy over a girl’s smile. *kylie's note - awwwwwww. i go crazy over guys' smile too. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Guys will do anything just to get the girl’s attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Guys hate it when you talk about your ex-boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When guys want to meet your parents. Let them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Guys want to tell you many things but they can’t. And they sure have one habit to gain courage and spirit to tell you many things and it is drinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Guys cry!!!!!!!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LiTing's note - When a guy cry, he's really hurt or sad, I agree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Don’t provoke the guy to heat up. Believe me. He will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;15. Guys can never dream and hope too much. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*kylie's note - afraid of the slap on their face when they hit the floor? LiTing's note - Arent guys always wanted or hope for a HOT gf?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Guys usually try hard to get the girl who has dumped them, and this makes it harder for them to&lt;br /&gt;accept their defeat.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; LiTing's note- Only for those guys who are sincere in their relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;17. When you touch a guy’s heart, there’s no turning back. *kylie's note - no turning back from what? straight to the marriage graveyard? hahahha.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LiTing's note - Nah, when another hot girl appears, eventually the guy will still dump u!I meant a playboy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;18. Giving a guy a hanging message like “You know what?!..uh…never mind!” would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking. *kylie's note - hahahhahah this is funny. i have GOT to try this some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Guys go crazy when girls touch their hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Guys are good flatterers when courting but they usually stammer when they talk to a girl they really like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. When a guy makes a prolonged “umm” or makes any excuses when you’re asking him to do you a favor, he’s actually saying that he doesn’t like you and he can’t lay down the card for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;22. When a girl says “no”, a guy hears it as “try again tomorrow.” *kylie's note - talk about denial. tsk tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;23. You have to tell a guy what you really want before he gets the message clearly. *kylie's note - SUPER BLUR CASE!! hahahhahaha. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LiTing's note - TRUE! I'll be clear to my future bf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Guys hate gays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Guys love their moms. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LiTing's note - AGREE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. A guy would sacrifice his money for lunch just to get you a couple of roses. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LiTing's note - Hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;27. A guy often thinks about the girl who likes him. But this doesn’t mean that the guy likes her. *kylie's note - then why think about her? -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. You can never understand him unless you listen to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. If a guy tells you he loves you once in a lifetime. He does. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LiTing's note - Only for the moment I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;30. Beware. Guys can make gossips scatter through half of the face of the earth faster than girls can. *kylie's note - VERY TRUE!! i know that as a fact. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;31. Like Eve, girls are guys EUR™ weaknesses. * kylie's note - apa tu EUR? -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Guys are very open about themselves.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; LiTing's note - WAY TO OPEN! for playboys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. It’s good to test a guy first before you believe him. But don’t let him wait that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. No guy is bad when he is courting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Guys hate it when their clothes get dirty. Even a small dot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Guys really admire girls that they like even if they’re not that much pretty. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LiTing's note - hmmmm.... only for sincere guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Your best friend, whom your boyfriend seeks help from about his problems with you may end up being admired by your boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don’t need to give advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. A guy finds ways to keep you off from linking with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Guys love girls with brains more than girls in miniskirts. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LiTing's note - THEY WANT BOTH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;42. Guys try to find the stuffed toy a girl wants but would unluckily get the wrong one. *kylie's note - it's frustrating and cute at the same time. hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Guys virtually brag about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Guys cannot keep secrets that girls tell them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Guys think too much. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LiTing's note - And I thought girls do that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Guys’ fantasies are unlimited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Girls’ height doesn’t really matter to a guy but her weight does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Guys tend to get serious with their relationship and become too possessive. So watch out girls!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. When a girl makes the boy suffer during courtship, it would be hard for him to let go of that girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. It’s not easy for a guy to let go of his girlfriend after they broke up especially when they’ve been together for 3 years or more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. You have to tell a guy what you really want before getting involved with that guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;52. A guy has to experience rejection, because if he’s too-good-never-been-busted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="padding: 0px; display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, never been in love and hurt, he won’t be matured and grow up. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LiTing's note - Well, just hope they get mature instead of becoming a playboy. : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. When an unlikable circumstance comes, guys blame themselves a lot more than girls do. They could even hurt themselves physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Guys have strong passion to change but have weak will power. *kylie's note - hahahha. so train your will power guys. only passion is obviously not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Guys are tigers in their peer groups but become tamed pussycats with their girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. When a guy pretends to be calm, check if he’s sweating. You’ll probably see that he is nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. When a guy says he is going crazy about the girl. He really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;58. When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he’s just actually saying, “Please come and listen to me.” *kylie's note - then why say the opposite? -.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-LiTing's note - And they say girls are the ones always saying the opposite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Guys don’t really have final decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. When a guy loves you, bring out the best in him. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LiTing's note - When a girl loves u, bring the best out of her, not changing her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. If a guy has been kept shut or silent, say something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Guys believe that there’s no such thing as love at first sight, but court the girls anyway and then realize at the end that he is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Guys like femininity not feebleness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;65. Guys don’t like girls who punch harder than they do. *kylie's note - they're afraid we'll punch them into coma? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. A guy may instantly know if the girl likes him but can never be sure unless the girl tells him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. A guy would waste his time over video games and basketball, the way a girl would do over her romance novels and make-ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;68. Guys love girls who can cook or bake. *kylie's note - i fail terribly at that. :P LiTing's note - only for those mature guys I guess. i LIKE GUYS who can bake! : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Guys like girls who are like their moms. No kidding!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LiTing's note - Really? Then why guys keep on calling me AH MA???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. A guy has more problems than you can see with your naked eyes.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LiTing's note - Be clear to ur gf as u wan her to be clear to u, girls like it when their bf arent afraid to show them their weak side, it shows that they guy trust the girl a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. A guy’s friend knows everything about him. Use this to your advantage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Don’t be a snob. Guys may easily give up on the first sign of rejection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Don’t be biased. Try loving a guy without prejudice and you’ll be surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Girls who bathe in their eau de perfumes do more repelling than attracting guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;75. Guys are more talkative than girls are especially when the topic is about girls. *kylie's note - well not just about girls. cars also has the same effect on them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Guys don’t comprehend the statement “Get lost” too well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;77. Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions but still love them more. *kylie's note - awwwwww. but girls are NOT strange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. When a guy gives a crooked or pretentious grin at your jokes, he finds them offending and he just tried to be polite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Guys don’t care about how shiny their shoes are unlike girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;80. Guys tend to generalize about girls but once they get to know them, they’ll realize they’re wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Any guy can handle his problems all by his own. He’s just too stubborn to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Guys find it so objectionable when a girl swears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Guys’ weakest point is at the knee.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LiTing's note - Gonna try on someone...hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. When a problem arises, a guy usually keeps himself cool but is already thinking of a way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;85. When a guy is conscious of his looks, it shows he is not good at fixing things. *kylie's note - omg this reminds me of jy?! hahahahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. When a guy looks at you, either he’s amazed of you or he’s criticizing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;87. When you catch him cheating on you and he asks for a second chance, give it to him. But when you catch him again and he asks for another chance, ignore him. *kylie's note - i don't think i would give him any chance in the 1st place. cruel maybe. but i won't wanna be hurt twice by the same guy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LiTing's note - NO CHANCE FOR CHEATING MAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. If a guy lets you go, he really loves you. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LiTing's note - I disagree, if you love someone and tat someone loves u as well, I dont think letting go shows how deep your love is, it is just showing u are giving up on her becoz u dun love her anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. If you have a boyfriend, and your boy best friend always glances at you and it obviously shows that he is jealous whenever you’re with your boyfriend, all I can say is your boy best friend loves you more than your boyfriend does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Guys learn from experience not from the romance books that girls read and take as their basis of experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. You can tell if a guy is really hurt or in pain when he cries in front of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;92. If a guy suddenly asks you for a date, ask him first why. *kylie's note - i don't think he would be able to gimme a reasonable answer. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. When a guy says he can’t sleep if he doesn’t hear your voice even just for one night, hang up. He also tells that to another girl. He only flatters you and sometimes makes fun of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;94. You can truly say that a guy has good intentions if you see him praying sometimes. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*kylie's note - christians christians!!!!!!!! hahah. okay it applies to other religions too i guess. LiTing's note - I kinda agree christian guys are better!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Guys seek for advice not from a guy but from a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;96. Girls are allowed to touch boys’ things. Not their hair! *kylie's note - very true!! i wonder why. apparently guys like to touch girls hair but girls can't do the same thing. hmmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. If a guy says you’re beautiful, that guy likes you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. Guys hate girls who overreact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Guys love you more than you love them if they are serious in your relationships. &lt;/span&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/4710319740610754441-6925372460540220985?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/6925372460540220985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=6925372460540220985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/6925372460540220985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/6925372460540220985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2010/02/99-facts-about-guys-my-version.html' title='99 Facts About Guys- My  version'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-578218077049776141</id><published>2010-02-16T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T12:16:14.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After Exam Celebration at Yuen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/S3r5PJN39YI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Z82evss6fTg/s1600-h/IMG_0980e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/S3r3Yxik3XI/AAAAAAAAAIs/SCPxrgBL-W4/s400/IMG_0937e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438931504990575986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/S3r3Yf8TFlI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7LG4ZHnCPsQ/s1600-h/IMG_0888e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/S3r3Yf8TFlI/AAAAAAAAAIk/7LG4ZHnCPsQ/s400/IMG_0888e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438931500266624594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/S3r3X2-XIgI/AAAAAAAAAIc/pFPpISmSjtU/s1600-h/IMG_0937e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/S3r3X2-XIgI/AAAAAAAAAIc/pFPpISmSjtU/s400/IMG_0937e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438931489269424642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/S3r3XR_r_-I/AAAAAAAAAIU/36nfZCDxke8/s1600-h/IMG_0871e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/S3r3XR_r_-I/AAAAAAAAAIU/36nfZCDxke8/s400/IMG_0871e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438931479342874594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* I just notice Shen appears in most of my photos.... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always wanted to try out Yuen Steamboat Buffet ever since I moved in to Sunway. Someone did promise to bring me there but... Anyway, we, good friends decided to go makan kao kao at Yuen after exam stress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently and obviously, Chin Shen, the prawn killer really enjoyed her seafood a LOT! She's so passionate towards prawns(just look at her pic)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd always heard of the rumors people pushing people just to grab the almighty famous Yuen Chicken Wings! Me, JY and Daniel were the ones responsible for the wings! It wasn't as dramatic as the rumours, just tat people really get greedy over the wings.Well, It really does taste good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kylie and me, (u noe la, the makan duo) finally had the chance to eat KAO KAO ever since our last buffet at Shogun. She cant stop using the word " Si Beh Ho Chiak!" to describe the food there. Haiz, typical melaccan, just like me. Hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jian Yuan got his TUMMY back! months of hard work exercising at gym just fade away for him after this buffet. Kesian him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess wat, our F4 guys apparently have an appetite for 8 persons! Lawrance and Kah Soon can't stop eating and the best thing is they are not getting any tummy like JY! They beat out the rest of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-578218077049776141?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/578218077049776141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=578218077049776141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/578218077049776141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/578218077049776141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2010/02/after-exam-celebration-at-yuen.html' title='After Exam Celebration at Yuen!'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/S3r5PJN39YI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Z82evss6fTg/s72-c/IMG_0980e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-8381351725807686289</id><published>2010-01-21T01:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T02:02:16.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baking Bread at Home!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/S1glzVODoSI/AAAAAAAAAIM/CNJFJ20eKmo/s1600-h/IMG_0249n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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Sweet Memories.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/S1Mpa70EG9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/vDK3xvCvRtA/s1600-h/n652107306_1889806_3125.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/S1Mo10MUgmI/AAAAAAAAAHk/cd1yuOo2Kdg/s1600-h/n734022574_2196145_2398221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/S1Mo10MUgmI/AAAAAAAAAHk/cd1yuOo2Kdg/s400/n734022574_2196145_2398221.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427726880920076898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was looking back at my photos in Facebook. I saw this one photo and all the sweet memories just came pouring in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember I meet Chin Shen on orientation day. Is like fated that we'll be good friends. We were allocated to the same class. We meet again in our very first class in Sunway and I remember we both sit on the first row in class. We started talking and oh my god we both talk until as though we have known each other for years. Since then onwards, she have become one of my best friend ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/S1Mpa70EG9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/vDK3xvCvRtA/s1600-h/n652107306_1889806_3125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/S1Mpa70EG9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/vDK3xvCvRtA/s400/n652107306_1889806_3125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427727518620982226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up next is our Tai Ka Che!Kylie Chin! I remember the first time I saw her I thought she was English Ad, u noe la, very high class type... But then guess what break the ice between us??? Is quite predictable! FOOD~~~ Yeap, we both are food maniac! Then after since whenever we talk about food, both of us were like ah sam who know each other very long... Remeber AFA??? Wakakaka... abolished liao~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/S1Mp3e6AkpI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Sphs0A_cocc/s1600-h/n1077194950_30385228_806478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/S1Mp3e6AkpI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Sphs0A_cocc/s400/n1077194950_30385228_806478.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427728009077494418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I get to know JY by his slogan " We are from Klang Valley!!!!" Who will forget that??? Then after one or two days, he initiated to get to know Chin Shen. My first impression for this guy is " Gosh, a flirter, I dun like him.He so chuan!!!" Wakakakakakaka.... but who will ever know this guy is now perhaps the only guy who know most of my secret!!! I started to have good impression on him when I have emergency!!! Girls emergency, comes once every month. That time I was in Pyramid, he was the one who bring me with Kylie accompanying to Watson to buy "Roti". Since then onward, things just get better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is specially dedicated to them.Thanks for being my Friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Li Ting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-5918393458753574220?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/5918393458753574220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=5918393458753574220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/5918393458753574220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/5918393458753574220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2010/01/journey-back-to-pass-sweet-memories.html' title='A journey back to the Pass. Sweet Memories.'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/S1Mo10MUgmI/AAAAAAAAAHk/cd1yuOo2Kdg/s72-c/n734022574_2196145_2398221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-732339587785803075</id><published>2009-12-31T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T12:59:41.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 Good Year?Bad Year?</title><content type='html'>Year 2009, it was indeed a very looooong year for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started year 2009 by enrolling in Sunway Uni College. This was my first time staying so far away from my family in Melaka. To me, it was like a total different schooling life.It was like a kampung girl entering a big and busy city life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a promise to myself, I would never ever want to be a so called "head prefect' girl anymore, who everyone thought is a control freak. I never wanted to be a person who everyone tried to stay away from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, I met lots of people in college. I got to know friends who are always there for me whenever I'm down.(Chin Shen,Kylie,JY,Dan,Dom,Jun Yu,Celene,Kim,YiBei...) I never had friends celebrating my birthday, giving me surprises and not to say, sing and play birthday song to me through the phone when I'm in the middle of the jungle. It was so touching for them to remember my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;When I mentioned FRIENDS,I meant TRUE FRIENDS.They are the ones who made my year 2009 a worth to remember one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first six months of year 2009 was indeed a happy period for me however the next six months was like hell. However,this is the way life works. Life isn't as perfect as we hope for. Bad things come after good things and vice versa. The longer I stayed in this big city, I started to feel the culture differences between here and the place where I was born. Slowly it took my self esteem and confidence away... I used to be a girl who never really care to dress up or never border to think of what to wear to class the next morning, But now I was so concerned about my looks.I woke up in the morning and the first thing I did was standing infront of my my closet for 15minutes to figure out what dress I should wear so that I wont look ugly. After a trip with classmates, suddenly I felt I'm so different from city girls. The way I dress,my personalities, my interest,my hobby,the way I talk is totally different compared to theirs. Slowly, I'm losing my true self.That's the bad stuff.Not to forget, my horrible Dengue Fever experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there are also good stuffs that happened in year 2009. I went Bangkok and Chengdu with my beloved family. Get straight A1 for SPM.Get full scholarship for CAT. FRIENDS of course! Went Redang Island,and also experience the feeling of being loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2009 to me is a good year and a bad year as well. The first six months is like heaven and then next six months is like hell.However, I do believe everything happened for a reason. If bad things are fated to happen, the only way to deal with it is to accept it. I suffered a major breakdown this year. Kinda hard to believe for those who know me for long. Indeed, a major breakdown that changes my perception to life and personalities and the way I treat people. However, through all these experience, I will make myself a better person in time to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to apologize to those whom I have hurt or insulted especially to Him and his friends. I'm sorry for being emotional at times. I promise things will get better next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my friends who are always there to provide me a shoulder for me to cry on and who are always there to listen to me(especially Kim), who are there to advice,support me,control me from doing stupid stuffs, I really thank you guys so much!It meant so much to me especially during the toughest and darkest moments of my life.You guys stand by me and show me the right way when I lost my direction in life. I love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Him,for the past six months. thank you for giving me the experience of being loved.Thank for letting me being part of your life. Is really great knowing you and your family. Thanks for the Redang Trip, it was indeed a wonderful experience. And lastly thank you for making me stronger in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I can officially say GOOOOOOOOD BYEEEEEEEE 2009! And welcome year 2010!!!&lt;br /&gt;(Pray hard so that year 2010 will be a good year for me,no more bad times,kinda tired of it,really tired)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-732339587785803075?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/732339587785803075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=732339587785803075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/732339587785803075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/732339587785803075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-good-yearbad-year.html' title='2009 Good Year?Bad Year?'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-9179748032599170409</id><published>2009-12-21T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T08:18:19.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Tong Zhi Festival!</title><content type='html'>Made traditional Tang Yuen today because tomorrow is Tong Zhi Festival. Gonna leave to Cheng Du, China tomorrow early morning so we celebrate it earlier. So, have you made Tang Yuen for tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/Sy-fPKmtAOI/AAAAAAAAAHc/7ALRYibUXyM/s1600-h/IMG_8293w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/Sy-fPKmtAOI/AAAAAAAAAHc/7ALRYibUXyM/s400/IMG_8293w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417723959643537634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Going to celebrate this year Christmas in SNOW! Wohoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-9179748032599170409?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/9179748032599170409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=9179748032599170409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/9179748032599170409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/9179748032599170409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-tong-zhi-festival.html' title='Happy Tong Zhi Festival!'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/Sy-fPKmtAOI/AAAAAAAAAHc/7ALRYibUXyM/s72-c/IMG_8293w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-3242850657678301088</id><published>2009-11-30T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T04:37:52.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steven Strait!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family: arial;font-size:180%;" &gt;STEVEN STRAIT&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SxO8ANf0U-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/O9KKpKMqbec/s1600/Is0Q9uPv8ok8czotcYTEiXZdo1_250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SxO8ANf0U-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/O9KKpKMqbec/s400/Is0Q9uPv8ok8czotcYTEiXZdo1_250.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409874289211233250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SxO7_upWyHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/cRxp94Eav08/s1600/Interview+-+sstrait.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SxO7_upWyHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/cRxp94Eav08/s400/Interview+-+sstrait.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409874280929740914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is soooooooooooo&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Saw him in Sky High and now The Covenent! Love his smile so much!&lt;br /&gt;Melt my heart instantly!.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Mom/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Mom/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-3242850657678301088?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/3242850657678301088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=3242850657678301088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/3242850657678301088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/3242850657678301088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/11/steven-strait.html' title='Steven Strait!'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SxO8ANf0U-I/AAAAAAAAAHU/O9KKpKMqbec/s72-c/Is0Q9uPv8ok8czotcYTEiXZdo1_250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-3899064861641957480</id><published>2009-11-26T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T01:14:19.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRUE</title><content type='html'>Read my brother's blog today...&lt;br /&gt; Just sharing it with all of you guys! I think what he wrote is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Was driving in the car today, not too sure whether its a coincidence or just its a signal from one above. Whenever I was thinking about something, He will be there to reply me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The radio DJ was discussing on this topic, [erm] your feelings? She read out of the message sent by the audience saying you always get confused feelings of someone you like. Not knowing whether you should be happy or angry at a same time. In the end, you ended up emotional. Well, the only way out was to able to let things go easily.&lt;br /&gt;I think for most guys, no matter how good you are in a handling a relationship, it always seem that you will always fall into the same trap. You know its gonna end bad, but there's always that little hope driving you, you somehow believe that little tiny percentage of hope might be just all it takes to make it through. It most circumstances, you are lying to yourself. I was hurt pretty badly in my first one, and sometimes you worried of too much of things when what comes next.&lt;br /&gt;[Hmm] Maybe its just the environment that I'm exposed to, I heard more guys got hurt rather than girls nowadays, or maybe it's just me that over magnify the issue. Anyway, I still stick to my statement. Arguements are most welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat down today thinking of what've I been through so far, and what I'm in NOW. Yes, it's true, friends comes and goes, never thought I would actually missed some of my friends. I've three friends that I trusted the most till now, one common thing in the is they have a same surname, LEE, and another one CHU. Actually, my exhousemates are really great people, somehow I felt the gap is getting larger. There are four of them, each with their really unique personality. ONE was really quiet, somehow the way he acted to be not caring, but you know he cares. ONE sometime I felt he kept his distance, but he cares and sensitive of the people around him, he portray cares in a different way. When you are down, he is the right person to go to cause he won't really care about your problem, making you feel less weak, cause there weren't really a big problem. TWO others was really good listener and analyzer, they listen and give constructive comments, once its all out, you felt less burdened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone can be a good listener, I think most of us would agree on that too. A good listener makes you talk and feel safe to share. If you feel unsafe and insecure, words can hardly come out. I lost faith, I lost confidence in what I believe. I need to stay strong, otherwise... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes is not just guy will experience such pain. Girls too have their weak moments and tend to let go slower than guys. Is a very painful experience but it makes me a stronger person, a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-End-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-3899064861641957480?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/3899064861641957480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=3899064861641957480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/3899064861641957480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/3899064861641957480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/11/true.html' title='TRUE'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-8754840678668680622</id><published>2009-11-20T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T10:12:56.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Concentrate!</title><content type='html'>Lately been having problem to concentrate on my studies... Not like how I used to...&lt;br /&gt;EXAM is in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;16&lt;/span&gt; days... I couldn't afford to fail my exam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;Study Hard Li Ting!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, just a post to motivate myself! Been letting stupid problems bugging me... I'm the world most &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; person!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-8754840678668680622?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/8754840678668680622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=8754840678668680622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/8754840678668680622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/8754840678668680622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/11/concentrate.html' title='Concentrate!'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-953022020279709888</id><published>2009-11-17T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T06:07:24.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to My Brother ZHI QIN!</title><content type='html'>Is my brother birthday yesterday and too bad he's at Sunway, we couldn't celebrate his birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, HAPPY BIRTHDAY KO!!! Will celebrate with you when you are back here in Melaka.&lt;br /&gt;Since is your birthday, I'll help you to promote your video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/adWIXyiZV5s&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/adWIXyiZV5s&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-953022020279709888?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/953022020279709888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=953022020279709888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/953022020279709888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/953022020279709888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-to-my-brother-zhi-qin.html' title='Happy Birthday to My Brother ZHI QIN!'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-6297836496459610196</id><published>2009-11-15T08:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T08:08:33.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is BLIND</title><content type='html'>Quote of the Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Purest &lt;/span&gt;when you don't demand anything in return.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-6297836496459610196?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/6297836496459610196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=6297836496459610196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/6297836496459610196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/6297836496459610196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-is-blind.html' title='Love is BLIND'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-5014287273315755680</id><published>2009-11-05T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T19:58:04.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Birthday I ever had!</title><content type='html'>I was in FRIM from 2nd Nov till 4th Nov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was exactly 12.00pm on the 4th of Nov,I received many calls and messages from my friends to wish me Happy 18th Birthday! Seldom my friends will remember my birthday since young. This is the first time where my friends waited till the clock ticks exactly at 12pm to wish me, to me, it meant a lot! Thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roommate, Kim is the first to wish me! Then followed by my high school friends and college friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominic and Celene even called me up from Melaka just to play guitar and sing a Happy Birthday Song to me though the phone! Oh Gosh, this is the first time my friends ever did that for me! It is really touching to be able to have friends singing happy birthday song to you when you are in the middle of the jungle! Thanks A lot Dom and Celene!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, after the camp had ended, I rushed back to college for my class. When I'm about to reach my class, my friend, Tharani saw me and she was shouting "Oh My God!!!The birthday girl is back!!!" She run back to the class and shouted again the same thing to the whole class! I was like stunned! The moment I step into the class, the whole class was singing me a birthday song. I'm really touched! Thanks a lot guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After class ended, I went back to hostel. After doing my laundry and cleaning myself up, I drop dead on my bed. I'm really tired. Slept for a while and recieved a call from my brother. He's bringging me out to celebrate my birthday. At the mean time, I also recieved call from Jun Yu, saying to watch movie at 9.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.30pm, my brother is here and brought me to Wong Kok Char Chan Teng with some of his friend that I know to celebrate my birthday! He bought me 11 slices of Secret Recipe Cake of different flavour. Soooooooo sweet!!! Since it's my birthday, I get a huge and I mean really huge cup of milk tea for free! Throughout the whole meal, I keep on recieving calls from Steven rushing me to return to hostel. He said he emo, need some counseling from me and so on... Hmmmm, I sense something is not right... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some sneak preview on what happened next when I reached hostel!&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/_CXNWhwN--tA/SvOcrg7mZ8I/AAAAAAAAAG8/I5Ab0PsY3Wo/s1600-h/IMG_4970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SvOcrg7mZ8I/AAAAAAAAAG8/I5Ab0PsY3Wo/s320/IMG_4970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400832649535580098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SvOeoPiRTTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/0vRfj3pbjh0/s1600-h/IMG_5025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SvOeoPiRTTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/0vRfj3pbjh0/s320/IMG_5025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400834792349584690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To Be Continue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-5014287273315755680?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/5014287273315755680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=5014287273315755680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/5014287273315755680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/5014287273315755680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/11/best-birthday-i-ever-had.html' title='The Best Birthday I ever had!'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SvOcrg7mZ8I/AAAAAAAAAG8/I5Ab0PsY3Wo/s72-c/IMG_4970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-8418750005173166122</id><published>2009-10-21T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T05:43:22.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>22/10.2009 T8 Class</title><content type='html'>To anyone who is Group 1 CAT students,tomorrow &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;class will be at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;VENUE : LT4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;TIME    : 8am - 11am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;              3pm - 6pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please help to inform other classmates as well. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Have a nice day!&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/4710319740610754441-8418750005173166122?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/8418750005173166122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=8418750005173166122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/8418750005173166122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/8418750005173166122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/10/22102009-t8-class.html' title='22/10.2009 T8 Class'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-5941633820414438535</id><published>2009-10-14T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T05:29:54.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Super Adorable!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fYSk-LFwkkg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fYSk-LFwkkg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Darling, you﻿ better finish your homework."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Darling, you clean up your room this moment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Darling, your curfew is 10pm."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;"Whatever"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Darling, ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;"Whatever"      &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/4710319740610754441-5941633820414438535?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/5941633820414438535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=5941633820414438535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/5941633820414438535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/5941633820414438535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/10/whatever.html' title='Whatever'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-7458482348421992945</id><published>2009-10-01T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T01:16:21.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends!</title><content type='html'>Friends in Melaka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://yunasballad.blogspot.com/2009/09/malacca-trip.html"&gt;http://yunasballad.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-7458482348421992945?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/7458482348421992945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=7458482348421992945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/7458482348421992945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/7458482348421992945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/10/friends.html' title='Friends!'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-7093369083483898102</id><published>2009-09-27T05:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T06:03:05.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Hair Style.</title><content type='html'>p/s: Thanks Dom for ride back to college tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking of a new hair style. But just couldnt decide. So, I need HELP and comments people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Choice A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/Sr9f7v5EVnI/AAAAAAAAAGc/SrH24jGX7HI/s1600-h/Lucido-LStraightHairDesign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/Sr9f7v5EVnI/AAAAAAAAAGc/SrH24jGX7HI/s320/Lucido-LStraightHairDesign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386129159431149170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Choice B(My favorite for now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/Sr9gwZqAe-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/MnrHO9T_BpM/s1600-h/long-hairstyles4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/Sr9gwZqAe-I/AAAAAAAAAGs/MnrHO9T_BpM/s320/long-hairstyles4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386130063995468770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Choice C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/Sr9gw3lqNrI/AAAAAAAAAG0/yaHUAPDlv0g/s1600-h/curly-hair-520x769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/Sr9gw3lqNrI/AAAAAAAAAG0/yaHUAPDlv0g/s320/curly-hair-520x769.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386130072030295730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/4710319740610754441-7093369083483898102?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/7093369083483898102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=7093369083483898102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/7093369083483898102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/7093369083483898102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-hair-style.html' title='New Hair Style.'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/Sr9f7v5EVnI/AAAAAAAAAGc/SrH24jGX7HI/s72-c/Lucido-LStraightHairDesign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-8506015815705281981</id><published>2009-09-25T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T11:51:07.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes!</title><content type='html'>Finally, I MOVED ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read his blog and didn't feel anything anymore. This is the first time I ever felt so! To all my friends who had help me gone through all these, I really appreciate you guys so much! You all meant so much to me. Especially to my Mom,Chin Shen, Kylie, JY, Jun Yu and Celene. Thank you so much! Finally, is all OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : Ashvinder, thanks for the McFlurry that day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-8506015815705281981?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/8506015815705281981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=8506015815705281981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/8506015815705281981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/8506015815705281981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/09/yes.html' title='Yes!'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-578086076486030981</id><published>2009-09-25T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T10:48:07.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malaccan</title><content type='html'>3rd January 2009 is the day when I officially move to KL for college. I had never been in KL for more than 4 days and here I am in KL from Monday till Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I moved here, I notice there are so many differences between Malaccans and KL people. Somehow I feel so comfortable mixing with people who come from my hometown. They simply give me a warm feeling others couldn't give no matter how close me and others are, exclude Chin Shen and Kylie. I feel so comfortable with them. I just have to be myself when I was around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Gosh, how much I wish Sunway College is at Melaka! No other place better than HOME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-578086076486030981?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/578086076486030981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=578086076486030981' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/578086076486030981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/578086076486030981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/09/malaccan.html' title='Malaccan'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-3040996209272440435</id><published>2009-09-20T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T08:56:39.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunway Lagoooooooooon!</title><content type='html'>After T7 class on Wednesday, me and a group of hostel friends decided to go Sunway Lagoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 11.00am, we left hostel and head to Lagoon. We get into the bus but Dom(short form for Dominic) and Albert was kinda late. Thank god that the bus are willing to wait for them. I was inside the bus and was looking at Albert and Dom chasing up to catch the bus. It was super funny when Dominic's slipper kinda flew away as he ran towards the bus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Lagoon, bought the tickets, and here goes the fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we went Scream Park first. It was so brave of Dom to be standing first on the line. I was right behind him. I was pulling his shirt all the time. Too afraid... Sorry Dom! He's like a big brother trying to protect his sister... Btw, Scream Park really let you scream a lot! Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos at my facebook account!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-3040996209272440435?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/3040996209272440435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=3040996209272440435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/3040996209272440435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/3040996209272440435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/09/sunway-lagoooooooooon.html' title='Sunway Lagoooooooooon!'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-1726400072304502317</id><published>2009-09-18T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T23:53:41.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Armageddon</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/_CXNWhwN--tA/SrR-GGEYfKI/AAAAAAAAAGU/tSWhfqn_awU/s1600-h/armageddon1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SrR-GGEYfKI/AAAAAAAAAGU/tSWhfqn_awU/s320/armageddon1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383066097787894946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Mom/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this movie yesterday before heading back Melaka.&lt;br /&gt;It really touched my heart. I couldnt hold my tears.&lt;br /&gt;After watching this movie, I realized one thing that is much important in our life. Appreciate the people around you and live life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" At least He's still alive, nothing better than that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he had changed but, I'm just glad that He's alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, next post coming up Sunway Lagoooooooooooooooon!!! My life is just getting more and more exciting!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-1726400072304502317?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/1726400072304502317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=1726400072304502317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/1726400072304502317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/1726400072304502317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/09/armageddon.html' title='Armageddon'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SrR-GGEYfKI/AAAAAAAAAGU/tSWhfqn_awU/s72-c/armageddon1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-1751853401353735992</id><published>2009-09-12T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T23:24:37.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roti Babi?</title><content type='html'>Heard of Roti Babi before??? Eaten it before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After T6 progress test, went out with Kim then follow my brother to Cyberjaya to meet a whole group of friends! Played a few match of basketball with them. Apparently I am the only girl among 6 macho guys! Had a great time with them! After that, went to Old Town for dinner. Zi Jun recommand us to try a dessert namely Snow Dessert by 100 yen. It is super nice!!! Is my official favourite dessert. Makes me happy when I eat it! Feel like getting one now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SqyPAGD9qVI/AAAAAAAAAGE/76ffNJmTWAw/s1600-h/IMG_0889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SqyPAGD9qVI/AAAAAAAAAGE/76ffNJmTWAw/s320/IMG_0889.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380832886590908754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, we decided to go for breakfast together at Jalan Dang Wangi. Zi Jun heard of the famous Roti Babi at this one famous old coffee shop, Yut Kee. Gosh, it's freaking delicious!!!&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/_CXNWhwN--tA/SqyKQwhrlXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8RYyvSi2fp0/s1600-h/IMG_8866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 211px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SqyKQwhrlXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/8RYyvSi2fp0/s320/IMG_8866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380827675309610354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The almighty ROTI BABI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SqyMmx_oypI/AAAAAAAAAF0/pgreu4g-YRI/s1600-h/IMG_8872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SqyMmx_oypI/AAAAAAAAAF0/pgreu4g-YRI/s320/IMG_8872.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380830252684069522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roasted Babi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SqyNnpyjrkI/AAAAAAAAAF8/GwJ2fa5kqJM/s1600-h/IMG_8895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SqyNnpyjrkI/AAAAAAAAAF8/GwJ2fa5kqJM/s320/IMG_8895.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380831367173221954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yut Kee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After breakfast, we decided to walk to KLCC. On our way there, saw this pizza shop, Yellow Cab. Been there  before anyone?&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/_CXNWhwN--tA/SqyP3UEbDwI/AAAAAAAAAGM/TYhvsrvKtqg/s1600-h/IMG_8922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SqyP3UEbDwI/AAAAAAAAAGM/TYhvsrvKtqg/s320/IMG_8922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380833835243736834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Yellow Cab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached KLCC, wondering what to do... Hmmmm, then my kiam siap brother decided to get free goodies bags at Furniture and Furnishing Fair at this KLCC convention centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much to write... To be continue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more photos, follow this link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=3625313&amp;amp;id=744018221#/album.php?aid=149855&amp;amp;id=744018221"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-1751853401353735992?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/1751853401353735992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=1751853401353735992' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/1751853401353735992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/1751853401353735992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/09/roti-babi.html' title='Roti Babi?'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SqyPAGD9qVI/AAAAAAAAAGE/76ffNJmTWAw/s72-c/IMG_0889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-1561573359718942927</id><published>2009-09-10T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T10:38:13.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whole Day Outing! Fun!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Let's start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After T6 progress test, went to Pyramid with Kim. We had dinner at Sakae Sushi. Check out my photos using Canon 500D.&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/_CXNWhwN--tA/Sqk5G-kOdUI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SFndmvWheT0/s1600-h/Edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/Sqk5G-kOdUI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SFndmvWheT0/s320/Edited.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379894021907707202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There are more to blog about! Stay tuned.&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/4710319740610754441-1561573359718942927?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/1561573359718942927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=1561573359718942927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/1561573359718942927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/1561573359718942927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/09/whole-day-outing-fun.html' title='Whole Day Outing! Fun!!!'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/Sqk5G-kOdUI/AAAAAAAAAFk/SFndmvWheT0/s72-c/Edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-9161084155930023960</id><published>2009-08-25T06:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T06:29:08.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ex.</title><content type='html'>Someone I loved so much regarded me as &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;EX&lt;/span&gt; now in his blog and even link the the two alphabet EX to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt; Hurt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm really his EX&lt;br /&gt;But the word EX sounds so cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what ever is it. I am leading to a better life. More things awaiting me in the future.&lt;br /&gt;I love him, but sometimes is not worth the love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-9161084155930023960?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/9161084155930023960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=9161084155930023960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/9161084155930023960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/9161084155930023960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/08/ex.html' title='Ex.'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-5289763321073081780</id><published>2009-08-22T00:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T02:27:09.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2 - Hard times in My Life</title><content type='html'>Continue from previous post "Where are you when I need you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Morning, woke up with pain still in my body. Can hardly sleep. Wake up and thought that he will be accompanying me that day because is a weekend.&lt;br /&gt;I saw him getting dress up so smartly and I wonder is he going out again?Yes, he's going out again. He's going for moral community service at Prima Selayang.&lt;br /&gt;" Alryt, is something he have to go, he's coming back soon to see me." I told myself. Then he told me, "I am going to Bon Odori after the community service."My heart sunk . I asked him what time are you coming back?He's not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon Odori is event held till night time, he will definitely be back only late night. I've been there before. Was really hoping he will accompany me that day since that's the only day we don't have any classes. I try to hint him, telling him that if you go, you can only be back here around 11pm something. But he said "I feel like going, is my first time going". Ok I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon, stuck in my hostel, lying on my bed with body still aching, I was thinking of Him. I miss him so badly, wished he was right beside me. I send him random messages ," How are you doing now?", "I miss you", "I love you". Just to show him I really miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time. I asked Yi Bei to buy me lunch from Medan. I tried to eat although I don't have any appetite. I tried so hard to shallow the food but the taste is simply awful. I can barely eat two spoonful of rice. After that, I just return back to my bed and lied down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping now is very tough for me. I couldnt sleep. I was turning here and turning there in my bed. Keep changing my sleeping position .Even my housemate and roommate kept asking me" Are you alryt? Do you want me to contact him for you?" I told them He's busy, is ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting so hard for the time to pass second by second, looking at my watch, waiting patiently for him. Was hoping He can make it in time to see me before my family bring me back to Melaka again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept starring at my handphone, waiting for his messages, his calls. Never once I left my phone away from me. If anytime he's thinking of me, I will be very happy. At least he thought of me when he's out there. He still care for me I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7pm. He's back! So glad to see him.Feel like hugging him thightly in my shoulders. Thought he decided not to go Bon Odori. Then, he told me, I'm back for a while to see you. I'll have to go in a moment,my friends are waiting for me to go Bon Odori. Again, is like a heavy stone being thrown to me in my heart. But, I didnt tell him the truth, I just said " Alryt, you go la, since is your first time, enjoy." He left after a while. I'm still there in my bed,,just more pain. That's the last time I meet him as my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.30pm. He called me."I'm reaching soon" I told him " my mom is here, I'm going back.I got to leave already." He said" I'm about to reach." Too bad, My parents couldnt stay any longer.I'm on my car and we left. He didnt make it on time to see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday morning, went clinic with mom. Doctor took my blood for blood test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday afternoon, blood test result is out. Doctor called my mom. He asked my mom to bring me to the hospital straight away. He said my blood platelets level is very critical. Is too low.  If I delay any longer, I will put my life on risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday late afternoon, Mom packed my stuff, took my test report and left to Pantai Medical Centre. Went to see a specialist, admitted into ward immediately.Doctor meight my body.I'm shocked to see my body weight drop 7kgs in 7 days. That day till that time, I didnt recieve any message from him. Guess he's busy in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch time, nurse came in. Took my blood for a detailed test. She will have to poke twice to get blood from my body. Once behind my palm and another time between my upper arm and lower arm. Cottons used to stop further bleeding at injection areas at my body is soaked with my blood. It's so scary to see how the white cotton became so red in colour. My blood couldn't clot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body is dehydrated, sodium chloride is being injected into my body slowly. A needle is poked behind my palm into my vessel. A narrow pipe is connected to the needle in my hand to transfer sodium chloride solution into my body. I will have to take it until I am allowed to discharge. They hang the solution using a movable tripod. I would have to carry it where ever I go, even to the toilet. I cant bath either. I can only lie on my bed.&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/_CXNWhwN--tA/So-v5w6uBzI/AAAAAAAAAFE/0AAoaul19Ic/s1600-h/375381122948425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/So-v5w6uBzI/AAAAAAAAAFE/0AAoaul19Ic/s320/375381122948425.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372706287394883378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Sodium Chloride that prevents me from dehydration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6pm. Finally I get a message from Aaron. I've waited for long. I opened the message and My heart sunk again. " I'm going for a football match." He sent.  Thought he'll be asking whether I'm feeling better ? I am simply speechless. Tears fall from my eyes that very moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/So-y-GSJpWI/AAAAAAAAAFM/kOAlRGHzK8w/s1600-h/2-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/So-y-GSJpWI/AAAAAAAAAFM/kOAlRGHzK8w/s320/2-0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372709660384666978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He's here when I'm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/So-0TYvw9UI/AAAAAAAAAFc/C1A-v33wsKo/s1600-h/hospital.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/So-0TYvw9UI/AAAAAAAAAFc/C1A-v33wsKo/s320/hospital.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372711125629596994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To be continue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/So-zs5LbMJI/AAAAAAAAAFU/f-QsiPr2UiQ/s1600-h/hospital.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&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/4710319740610754441-5289763321073081780?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/5289763321073081780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=5289763321073081780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/5289763321073081780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/5289763321073081780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/08/chapter-2-hard-times-in-my-life.html' title='Chapter 2 - Hard times in My Life'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/So-v5w6uBzI/AAAAAAAAAFE/0AAoaul19Ic/s72-c/375381122948425.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-1069742304342370570</id><published>2009-08-12T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T12:13:11.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Friends...</title><content type='html'>Shall continue with my older post soon when I got the mood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, been really grateful to know a lot of friends nowadays, especially when they are all hostiles. We hang out a lot this few days. Really enjoy going out with them. I feel no discrimination at all!!!&lt;br /&gt;Albert, Dominic and Celene, thanks for being so friendly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-1069742304342370570?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/1069742304342370570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=1069742304342370570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/1069742304342370570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/1069742304342370570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-friends.html' title='New Friends...'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-1485200140300595303</id><published>2009-08-04T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T10:46:56.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are you every second I'm suffering?</title><content type='html'>Where are you when I need you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the question that had been circulating in my head for two weeks." Where is him when I need him badly?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was suffered from Dengue fever for previous two weeks. Something that could have taken my life away. This is the moment when I need family and Him to be right beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday afternoon, my back ache suddenly and I feel so cold in class. Yet, I had no choice but to continue my class till 6.15pm. I wrapped myself in three layers of jackets and couldnt even sit straight in class. Was trying so hard to concentrate but I failed, the pain is simply unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday night, went back to hostel immediately after class. Drop dead in my bed immediately. Thought it was just a normal fever but heck the my temperature increase significantly when I woke up. Took panadols but nothing seems to improved. My back is getting worst and I can feel that my body is getting weak. Couldnt sleep, couldnt eat, couldnt concentrate on studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday morning, wake up with fever still on. Went to Sick Bay with Aaron for a check-up. My temperature is so high it might cause brain damage. The nurse asked me to return back to hostel and get a quick shower to lower down my temperature. Later on, I notice I no longer have the strenght to even stand, lost my appetite, what ever that I eat taste awful! Lying in bed with my back aching and my head felt 10 times heavier, I really need my mom badly. He's in class. I'm suffering, really suffering, really pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday evening, went to SUC with Kim. Went to emergency department to see doctor to find out what really went wrong with my body. Cost my RM69 for panadols, flu medicine and cough syrup. Doctor couldnt identify what's wrong. Back to hostel with the same condition. Pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday night, He came, Cooked porridge for me. Put wet cloth on my forehead. And, left because there's nothing much he can do. Sleep for one hour and a half, wake up with my fever getting worst! He urged my brother to come quickly to bring me to Subang Jaya Hospital. Same opinion from doctor. My pain is still there. Mom came down to Sunway, picked me back to Melaka after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, Thursday, fever is still on.Didnt hear much from him. Guess he is busy. But I couldnt afford to miss so many classes and the Prom.I know He was hoping I can attend. Decided to go back to campus on Thursday night. Still weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning, attended one hour of class. Couldnt concentrate and hence have to go back to hostel. Sleep for three hours. Shallowed 4 tablets of panadol to hold my pain. Was hoping that I am able to go to Prom with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night, Prom night. Went to Prom with Him. Took along my panadols with me just in case. Reached. People taking photos everywhere. Photo session is so long. I started to feel pain in my back. Need a seat badly but ball room is not ready yet. Wanted to shallow another two panadols, but heck I bring the wrong medicine. Holding my pain with smile on my face, people didnt notice I am so painful. Later on,He asked "Can you don't show me your sad face?" My heart sunk at that moment. I told Him, I'm simply weak. Went to bathroom, thank JY Female and Cheryl for their sincere help with my make-up. I need make up to cover my pale face. I couldnt stand long, my back starts aching again, Cheryl had to hold me. I'm weak. Seriously weak. But, did He know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Prom, MOS. I noticed I forget to bring my ID. His anger expression shows immediately. Didnt expect that to happened. He's frusfrated. All I can do now is call my brother up and picked me back to hostel. I left MOS. He entered. Back to hostel, get changed, and drop on my bed immediately. Too weak to stand any longer. Couldnt sleep well, was waiting for his call every second. Hope that he will come back to see me. But I'm just too innocent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.15am, He called. He finished his clubbing session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Be Continue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-1485200140300595303?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/1485200140300595303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=1485200140300595303' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/1485200140300595303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/1485200140300595303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-are-you-every-second-im-suffering.html' title='Where are you every second I&apos;m suffering?'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-2334132263795924422</id><published>2009-07-29T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T05:07:24.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SnA7JAVcDQI/AAAAAAAAAE8/K7jy1_Gp18s/s1600-h/g28702_u28277_michelle_kwan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang out with few of my classmate today at Sunway Pyramid. A fun outing I would say! We went for pool before our movie started. Oh gosh, Jun Yu is super addicted to it and I am stunt with Kah Soon style of playing pool*HOT*!!! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Land Of The Lost and guess what? There arent enough tickets and we end up sitting seperately. There are 2 of us wil hv to sit at the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;couple seat&lt;/span&gt;?!?!?! Haha, glad that Daniel is willing to accompany me.So worried that he will feel ackward... And ya, I enrolled in &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ice-scating&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; class!!! Looking forward for class next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SnA7JAVcDQI/AAAAAAAAAE8/K7jy1_Gp18s/s1600-h/g28702_u28277_michelle_kwan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363852182093040898" style="WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SnA7JAVcDQI/AAAAAAAAAE8/K7jy1_Gp18s/s320/g28702_u28277_michelle_kwan2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The legendary World Olympic Champion -Michelle Kwan-my idol!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had a great day today!~Thanks friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-2334132263795924422?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/2334132263795924422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=2334132263795924422' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/2334132263795924422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/2334132263795924422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/07/movie-day.html' title='Movie Day!'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SnA7JAVcDQI/AAAAAAAAAE8/K7jy1_Gp18s/s72-c/g28702_u28277_michelle_kwan2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-127001495281986083</id><published>2009-06-08T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T08:25:01.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Superb Curry Puff!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Curry Puff Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/Si0tFWmnLOI/AAAAAAAAAEk/g9SepZr5RC4/s1600-h/curry-puff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/Si0tFWmnLOI/AAAAAAAAAEk/g9SepZr5RC4/s320/curry-puff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344977902748773602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever eaten Ikea Curry Puffs before? I bet whoever who tried it before will say "Wow! It is delicious!"&lt;br /&gt;Curry Puffs,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt; crispy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the outside, &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;soft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the inside, the fragrant smell of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;curry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the sauce simply oozes out in your mouth on the first bit .... wohooo~~~ &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yummy&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/4710319740610754441-127001495281986083?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/127001495281986083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=127001495281986083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/127001495281986083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/127001495281986083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/06/superb-curry-puff.html' title='Superb Curry Puff!'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/Si0tFWmnLOI/AAAAAAAAAEk/g9SepZr5RC4/s72-c/curry-puff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-2804922099444464594</id><published>2009-06-07T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T08:39:53.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KOREAN FOOD!</title><content type='html'>I just had Korean Food as dinner today. My family wanted to try something special and we decided to dine in a Korean Food Restaurant at Bukit Baru near Taman Sentosa. We always pass by the restaurant because it is along the way to our school. Despite that , this is our very first time dining at that restaurant.&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/_CXNWhwN--tA/SiveMTKzhDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/eNXFDjGXDM4/s1600-h/63831379_ada3cebee9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SiveMTKzhDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/eNXFDjGXDM4/s320/63831379_ada3cebee9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344609685690614834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first thing that come into my mind when I first step in is " Wow, love the deco!"&lt;br /&gt;Then, they served up all the side dishes like Kimchi, and lots of food!(don't really know their name... haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SivdyOpCoTI/AAAAAAAAAEM/dkirYkYqVuI/s1600-h/korean-kimchi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SivdyOpCoTI/AAAAAAAAAEM/dkirYkYqVuI/s320/korean-kimchi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344609237798658354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad ordered BBQ beef or better known as Bul-gogi(Love it!!!), BBQ chicken and pork. The boss actually bbq the food infront of us using charcoal! The smell is simply marvellous.It is my family first time eating Korean food and we don't actually know how to eat it. The boss, Mr. Charlie(Real korean!!!) have to tell us in fact we have to wrap the BBQ chicken and pork using lettuce with any side dishes you like. Well, for the beef you just simply eat it with rice.Haha. We are all like " Ooooooh..."  But too bad at that time, most of the side dishes are in our tummy already... haha... The rice is very different than the rice we normally eat. It is more sticky and well taste better! Love Kimchi, Bulgogi and korean rice to the max!&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/_CXNWhwN--tA/SivfNATM3OI/AAAAAAAAAEc/8DWjglmDP1k/s1600-h/1127873074465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SivfNATM3OI/AAAAAAAAAEc/8DWjglmDP1k/s320/1127873074465.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344610797317053666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After that, Mr. Charlie serve us two complimentary dishes, one sup and one egg dish since is our first time there!!! Such a nice men!!! And he even gave us a RM 10 boucher and he even tapao Kimchi for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm now a big Korean Food Fan!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-2804922099444464594?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/2804922099444464594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=2804922099444464594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/2804922099444464594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/2804922099444464594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/06/korean-food.html' title='KOREAN FOOD!'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/SiveMTKzhDI/AAAAAAAAAEU/eNXFDjGXDM4/s72-c/63831379_ada3cebee9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-8425755262883022480</id><published>2009-05-27T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T05:46:50.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE I HATE I HATE</title><content type='html'>I hate the me who is not me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-8425755262883022480?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/8425755262883022480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=8425755262883022480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/8425755262883022480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/8425755262883022480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-hate-i-hate-i-hate.html' title='I HATE I HATE I HATE'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-5679048461379205039</id><published>2009-05-19T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T05:12:25.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shogun Japanese Buffet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/ShKhg0uEI4I/AAAAAAAAAD0/DaChIv7vRYA/s1600-h/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/ShKhg0uEI4I/AAAAAAAAAD0/DaChIv7vRYA/s320/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337506093667197826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed myself last Friday at Shogun Japanese Restaurant.Shogun Japanese Buffet is having 50% Discount for Buffet Lunch and 30% discount on Buffet dinner till June 5th. After tax and service charge I only paid for RM24.70 per head. The food is really worth the price I would say. They have so many choices of sushi, tempura, tempayaki, seafood, sashimi and so on! It is simply heaven!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Good News is I am going again next Wednesday! Hooray!&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/_CXNWhwN--tA/ShKhgw4bjXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/RCv2oUfYe1k/s1600-h/n1077194950_30409187_8361054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/ShKhgw4bjXI/AAAAAAAAAD8/RCv2oUfYe1k/s320/n1077194950_30409187_8361054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337506092636933490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/User/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4710319740610754441-5679048461379205039?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/5679048461379205039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=5679048461379205039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/5679048461379205039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/5679048461379205039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/05/shogun-japanese-buffet.html' title='Shogun Japanese Buffet'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/ShKhg0uEI4I/AAAAAAAAAD0/DaChIv7vRYA/s72-c/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4710319740610754441.post-1471804665033133885</id><published>2009-05-18T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T04:00:03.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Me.</title><content type='html'>Lots of thoughts had been going through my mind this few weeks. I had been very sensitive lately. Couldn't control my emotion and often self-depressed. I really don't want to be a person who only have negative thoughts in life. I want to change! Be a better me and be happy. So &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Think Simple&lt;/span&gt; and always tolerate!&lt;br /&gt;What ever happens, I will take things easy. Life isn't just about feeling down or bad... is about ENJOY.&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/_CXNWhwN--tA/ShE_XUgorsI/AAAAAAAAADk/cGyKvwgpGmc/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/ShE_XUgorsI/AAAAAAAAADk/cGyKvwgpGmc/s400/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337116703285882562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Smile is always the standout one.&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/4710319740610754441-1471804665033133885?l=litings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/feeds/1471804665033133885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4710319740610754441&amp;postID=1471804665033133885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/1471804665033133885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4710319740610754441/posts/default/1471804665033133885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://litings.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-me.html' title='New Me.'/><author><name>Li Ting</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00819115658598150704</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/TBzqYFIMzYI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/klwvmTmVq2c/S220/4211_1140995319875_1077194950_30414271_5031596_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CXNWhwN--tA/ShE_XUgorsI/AAAAAAAAADk/cGyKvwgpGmc/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
