<?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-4353638833271947090</id><updated>2011-07-31T05:19:05.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ragazza di dolcezza</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-2786011933144496927</id><published>2011-03-26T14:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T15:04:06.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've moved to a new site! :D (after millions of webs in this blog, sorry people:/) HaHa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm using &lt;b&gt;tumblr&lt;/b&gt; now for short updates of myself. Kinda like how I update about myself in Facebook &amp;amp; Twitter actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just that if i have &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;(slightly)&lt;/span&gt; longer posts, then its tumblr! Lol! But no worries, my updates in tumblr will be published in facebook and sometimes, twitter, too, so you guys can see them easily. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Presenting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;click it :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://chocoviolicious1808.tumblr.com/"&gt;a∂orέε&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(http://chocoviolicious1808.tumblr.com/)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last, but NO WAY it can be the least,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i miss my fellow 5-Arifians lotz! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 19px; font-family:Georgia, Palatino, 'Palatino Linotype', Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:14px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://chocoviolicious1808.tumblr.com/ask" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; 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free from the pressure from the pressure cooker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pressure cooker = whoever's 'related' to the bio papers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pressure in the cooker = Biology. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Red beans in the cooker = WE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The red beans were merdeka and happily went to Secret Recipe with another Red Bean, Kiran, hehe;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But its so upsetting that Malaysia lost in Semis in Thomas Cup la:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They played w.e.l.l., though :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-784522864099512848?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/784522864099512848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-2164012610687242411</id><published>2010-01-23T22:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T22:39:51.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geeks Going 'Kranky' at Karaoke</title><content type='html'>It was so cool!!&lt;div&gt;Today, farhanah, nitya and i went to the karaoke in ole-ole for the first time after lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its even the first time to a karaoke for me and nitya ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, we were careful - we paid rm6 for 6 songs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After some crankiness, we added another rm3...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Duh, it wasnt enough...and we ended up speding rm15 singing!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were Daniel Powter, Avril Lavigne, Miley Cyrus...of the day!!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;Oo la la~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; "&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And farhanah recorded our singing with her iPhone, and she played it on our way back...we looked like total drunk idiots XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-2164012610687242411?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-868544291716981676</id><published>2009-12-31T14:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T15:15:03.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Back, Going On</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haih...2009 is gonna end soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a splendid and wonderful year! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;However, i'm sorry i've been so outdated at blogging...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank goodness that my account isn't a living thing, or it'd have died long ago @@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll try my best to update my blog...but i really hope that my schedule and internet connection in shah alam have some mercy for me... :-/ ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life has to go on...and so, i'll have to go back to shah alam...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gosh, i'll really miss life in penang, and all my beloved people here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But it ain't all sad...&lt;b&gt;i'm coming back often^^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i know that &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;by going on in life, more and more great things - greater and happier things - are coming my way...:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's the same for everyone:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FFFF;"&gt;Hope to see you guys - all my friends - again soon!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FFFF;"&gt;Take care, and keep in touch!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FFFF;"&gt;Hope you have a great 2010 year ahead!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-868544291716981676?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/868544291716981676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=868544291716981676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/868544291716981676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/868544291716981676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2009/12/going-back-going-on.html' title='Going Back, Going On'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-120637432201499021</id><published>2009-07-27T18:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:10:52.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss MATHS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;I Miss MATHS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sniff....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One thing good about studying here is that &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;the A-Level course is a two-year course&lt;/span&gt;. Time consuming - yes, i agree. But since the intake for PMC is only in September, i dont mind the course being two years. If its only for a year, i'll graduate from A-Level in December 2010 and i'll have 9 months to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;ROT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;before my university intake -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another good thing is that &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;we only have to take 3 subjects for exam&lt;/span&gt;. Most colleges like Taylors, KDU, Disted etc make their A-Level students take 4 subjects. So, think about it: More time (2 years) but less to study (3 subjects)... Isn't it a good thing? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha, maybe yes, huh? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, it is a good thing... But three subjects... "Hmm, i'm definitely taking Chem and Math - they're my favourite!! And maybe Bio, since i'll be needing it a lot during uni..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Good thinking?&lt;/em&gt; Yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Correct thinking?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;No!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For PMC students, we're forced to take:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chem - cos it's compulsory for medicine course of most universities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bio - cos it's encouraged la, i guess...we're gonna be needing lotsa Bio as doctors! :-/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Phy - The intake for PMC is very strict. So in case we cant pass the interview, Phy will be a safer 'alternative' than maths cos apparently, more universities require Phy than Math when it comes to medicine -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So, can i take Math??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, I can. I can join the math classes when i have free time. But i am not allowed to skip my Physics classes. I can register to take Math as an extra subject during the final A-Level exam but i have to pay some extra fees for it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So, should i take Math?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tried to find out if taking an extra subject will help me during my application to medical course...and the answer is 'no'. -.- The Head of Programme said if i wanted to take Math, it wouldn't give me any priviledges when i enrolled myself into a uni, but if i had the &lt;em&gt;passion&lt;/em&gt; for Math, i could do so. Well, i LOVE math. But since it won't help me, i prefer to focus more on Physics and Biology than satisfying my passion for Math. And i didnt know that my last Math class was the one on 3rd June 2009. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sniff....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-120637432201499021?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/120637432201499021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=120637432201499021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/120637432201499021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/120637432201499021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-miss-maths.html' title='I Miss MATHS!!!'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-619927450459392558</id><published>2009-07-27T17:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T18:57:21.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First 3 Weeks of the Next Chapter of My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Tick&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;tock&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;tick&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;tock&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;tick&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;tock&lt;/span&gt;… Time flies; it has been one month. Though, I want it so much to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ZOOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Minggu Mesra Siswa (Orientation Week)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad drove in to Seksyen 17, Shah Alam with my pounding heart. I was excited. I was nervous. “Eh, doesn’t this girl look familiar…?” It was Nitya! And we greeted. :) &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;And we were so lucky that we got each other as roommates!!&lt;/span&gt; ;) Well, actually, Nitya knew by observation that the two people who registered at the same time will become roommates…so, Nitya and I ‘coincidentally’ registered together… XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After registration, we went for some talks. Without realizing, it was officially our Orientation Week. My family waited for me and helped me tidy the room while I was attending my first talk…zzz… When my family went back, my eyes got tearful as I watched our Estima disappearing from my view into the corner… :’(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation Week was tiring… No ragging, btw ;) But we had talks, group activities, more talks, late night sleep, early waking up… … *zombie looks* And at the end of that week, Nitya, Kiran and I went back to Penang after we found out that the following Monday was a day off for us A-Level Medicine (ALM) people!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Week 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to Shah Alam by bus…all three of us – Kiran, Nitya I. Nitya and I began tidying the things we brought back from Penang when we reached our room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363067388244987874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/Sm1xX_bTD-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/83O3Vk2eXjI/s320/050720091866.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My bed - messy!! Haih....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363067383021237426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/Sm1xXr929LI/AAAAAAAAAH8/sM0kUMvpPAA/s320/050720091868.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Nitya being so proud of her clean, tidy bed... -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that night, I really missed my family and I cried like I’ve never cried before…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes started on Wednesday and we met new friends. The system is different from that of my former college INTI. They divided us into our respective classes according to the country we are offered to. As I am offered to study in PMC, I was allocated to class 10M2, where 10M2, 10M3 and 10M4 consist of students who are going to PMC. Hence, Kiran is in class 10M3. Nitya, who is going to IMU, is in class 10M6 while Pei Fen, who is going straight to UK to do Architecture is in a separate course called A-Level UK (ALUK).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice meeting new friends, but I still haven’t overcome the sadness of leaving my family. I cried almost every day that week… (so paiseh…:/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That weekend, my family came to visit me :) My mum and my maid helped to paint my whole room and fixed a lock on our door ;) (Note: In one house, there are two rooms, one hall, one kitchen, one balcony and one toilet. For every room, there are two people and therefore, for every house, there are 4 people.) You must be wondering why my dad and my grandpa (who has been staying at my house in Penang and thus, followed my parents to Shah Alam) didn’t help painting and fixing though they are guys…and especially when my grandpa was a carpenter… Lol!;) That is because my hostel is for girls so they were only allowed to enter the compound and waited outside my block… Gosh, pity them ‘cause they had to wait till around three hours :-S My mum and maid cleaned my house before bringing me to my aunt’s house in Sungai Long, Kajang and I had so much fun with my parents, my youngest sister, my aunt and my cousin brothers :) My other two sisters were at a music camp in Perlis so they couldn’t come along. On the next day, my family together with my aunt’s family sent me back to my hostel. My mum fixed another lock on the door to my house. And suddenly, I felt so sad having to leave my family again. I tried to control my tears. But when my mum hugged me, I really couldn’t hold back my tears – I cried. And I made my mum cry too! :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accompanied my mum downstairs where my sister, dad and grandpa were waiting. My dad saw me red face and hugged me. Oh, it was the first time (almost) that he hugged me so tightly… :) But obviously, i cried again :/ It was around 6pm and my family was supposed to go back to Penang… They knew they had to accompany me. So, I brought my parents to the Study Rooms in our hostel and there, we met two senior Malay girls who are also going to PMC. After chatting and exchanging contacts, it was quite late. We went back to where Kiran was supposed to meet me for dinner. When Kiran came, my mum told us not to torture ourselves by making us stay in Shah Alam though how much we missed our families. She asked us to come back home as often as we want. And as my family got into the car, I cried again. Kiran hugged me as I waved to my family, watching them disappearing from my view into the corner again. And they reached home at about 12.30am the next day... :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Week 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was delighted when I got my new books. :) But I did have some headache deciding whether I should buy some of the books. These books aren’t cheap. The cheapest book I bought was RM61, and its only for 1 year!! I wanted to buy 2nd hand books but I couldn’t find any. I got irritated when I saw Nitya sorting the 2nd hand books she got. I called my mum, but she told me it was okay if I couldn’t get 2nd hand books. My parents are very loving. They told me to get original books instead. In their opinion, 2nd hand books may not be necessarily good. They may be out of syllabus. They are just black and white. And usually, they are thicker than the original. They wanted to me enjoy studying my colourful original books. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363067389528522434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/Sm1xYENUPsI/AAAAAAAAAIM/CSnwnFWndVI/s320/P7070190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at Nitya - sorting her 2nd hand books in her messy room... Tsk tsk tsk! XP&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, there were more headaches when I found that there were two recommended Biology reference books – Campbell and Solomon. Both are as thick as the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Yellow Pages&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-.- Both are about RM80 +. My Bio lecturer recommended both books. On the other hand, Kiran and Nitya’s lecturer said that the Solomon is better for our new syllabus. &lt;em&gt;Which one should I buy?&lt;/em&gt; I ‘consulted’ my mum and guess what… she asked me to buy both! But only Campbell was on sale that week. And i bought it. The bookseller will only bring the mere 80 Solomon books he has two weeks later. I was worried that I couldn’t get the book. And therefore, my mum and aunt searched high and low in Penang and KL respectively for the books I wanted. In the end, my mum found the Solomon book in Bookzone, Penang while my aunt found another Chemistry book in Subang. My mum wanted to send the Solomon book via Pos Laju to my aunt and my aunt will send the book plus the Chem book to me. My mum has done so, so much for me… I know I should be happy and thankful; I am! But at the same time, I was too touched and I cried like mad, again, that week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That weekend, Nitya, Kiran, Pei Fen and I gave ourselves a treat by watching Harry Potter: The Half Blood Prince in Sunway Pyramid. ;) We went there by cab, enjoyed ourselves with the movie, had lunch at Subway, bought some souvenirs, and came back by cab again. :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Week 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes were as normal that week. I was still upset over missing my family. But one day in that week, I managed to express all my feelings to Nitya and Kiran…about how much I miss my family, how I felt left out… I know myself that I take a longer time than other people to fit it. I’ve known since Form 1, when I took one whole month to get used to Form 1 Putih, CGL. There were still some ‘ketegangan’ with one of our housemates. It is always her who keeps reminding us to clean the house. We had a duty rooster which Nitya and I didn’t really agree with...but we didn't tell her. For example, Nitya and I planned to clean up the house (i.e. sweep and mop) once a week but that girl wanted twice a week. We never thought about cleaning the toilet. We never thought about wiping the windows in the kitchen that often. But we zipped our mouths and pleased her. The most annoying part is that while she is so particular about cleanliness in the house, she wears her slippers...in the house! The slippers that she wears in the toilet! She leaves a trail of water from the toilet in the house!! The other roommate got the message when we left them a note, but apparently, this girl doesn’t understand English… Grr!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I’m home now, I can finally blog!! Yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;More free time (though I have to study too), &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;better connection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I have more time and better connection for blogging in future ;) keep in touch! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-619927450459392558?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/619927450459392558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=619927450459392558' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/619927450459392558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/619927450459392558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-3-weeks-of-next-chapter-of-my.html' title='First 3 Weeks of the Next Chapter of My Life'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/Sm1xX_bTD-I/AAAAAAAAAIE/83O3Vk2eXjI/s72-c/050720091866.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-115271405846387969</id><published>2009-06-04T08:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T08:38:17.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Time Blogging in INTI</title><content type='html'>It's 8:19am on a beautiful Thursday morning in INTI. Sitting with everything i love - laptop, iPod, my precious stationery, calligraphy book, Piggie - blogging with my laptop in one of the cubicles at Level 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piggie is studying Chemistry for the chemistry test at 10am... Gambate Piggie!! Get those acids correct!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminiscing what i left behind at INTI, it's sad that i have to leave everything behind... I still remember when i first registered 7 months ago, i have never expected today to come. My parents were determined that I finished HSC for 11 months and applied for an Australian university. However, after i got my SPM results, everything changed. And i despised the change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet sweet memories i have in college, nice friends, dedicated lecturers... Sigh, it's only 5 months of my life, but it somehow leaves a deep impression in me. I loved my college life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih, i don't feel like blogging anymore...it's depressing la... I may wet my laptop with my tears:'( XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-115271405846387969?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/115271405846387969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=115271405846387969' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/115271405846387969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/115271405846387969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-time-blogging-in-inti.html' title='Last Time Blogging in INTI'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-8718357194180199229</id><published>2009-04-23T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T20:30:21.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FREEEEE!!!!</title><content type='html'>My last paper just finished today!!! YAY!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;I admit that somehow, it feels strange if we don't have to study...sorta uneasy feeling tingling in my body if i am online forthe whole day...like today:-/ (side effect of exams, agree?? :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home after 4+ pm after having some cake at Secret Recipe, i have been online until now...;) Yet, i can't blog long...cos i have a whole list of tings waiting to be done ^.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios!!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-8718357194180199229?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/8718357194180199229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=8718357194180199229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/8718357194180199229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/8718357194180199229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2009/04/freeeee.html' title='FREEEEE!!!!'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-3880664106803148360</id><published>2009-03-29T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T23:33:03.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Earth Hour 2009</title><content type='html'>Wow!! I'm amazed and proud with how people responded to Earth Hour 2009, which was yesterday 28 March 2009 from 8.30pm to 9.30pm. I was having dinner at Queensbay Mall and when i left Secret Recipe after my dinner, i was astonished by the sight of the dim lighting in Body Glove outlet. Glancing at my watch, i knew that it was 8.33pm. "Wow, people now are getting more aware of Mother Earth's suffering..." I thought. Though my family was in Queensbay, my mum reminded our maid to switch off most of the lights at home (leaving some lights on as it would be pitch dark at night as well as for safety) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a big round of applause to those who made this great project a success!! :) And to those who missed it, it's alright...you can try to play your part next year. To create awareness among the people about the need to care for Earth, Earth Hour is held annually on the last Saturday of March from 8.30pm to 9.30pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;* Save Mother Earth!! *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-3880664106803148360?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/3880664106803148360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=3880664106803148360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/3880664106803148360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/3880664106803148360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2009/03/earth-hour-2009.html' title='Earth Hour 2009'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-3781314430817647007</id><published>2009-03-29T22:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:56:25.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments #8 &amp; #9</title><content type='html'>Eight. For once, INTI seemed wonderful.. :) 27/3/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine. It was magical. It was awesome. It was short. 28/3/09&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-3781314430817647007?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/3781314430817647007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=3781314430817647007' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/3781314430817647007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/3781314430817647007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2009/03/moments-8-9.html' title='Moments #8 &amp; #9'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-132600931799942852</id><published>2009-03-25T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T22:53:38.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I MISS MPYO!!!</title><content type='html'>Omg, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i really miss MPYO soo soo much!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get jealous when i hear about new MPYO members... I got emotional and nostalgic when i chatted with my best friend at MPYO, Shu-Li, online, while she was at camp! ;'( I can't believe i still shed tears now, like how i did when my mum's car drove away from KLCC on the 16th of December 2008, about 3pm - the last day of MPYO East Malaysia Tour 2008 - knowing the fact that i won't be setting foot on That stage again...&lt;br /&gt;I truly miss MPYO!! I really miss you guys!! I miss all those GREAT, Amazing, totally superb times we all spend together, be it to rehearse, to perform, to go all insane, to shop, to have fun, to laugh together, to eat Baskin Robbins together, to tease, to share......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;~~ I Miss MPYO!! ~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-132600931799942852?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/132600931799942852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=132600931799942852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/132600931799942852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/132600931799942852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-miss-mpyo.html' title='I MISS MPYO!!!'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-8907311800820920650</id><published>2009-03-25T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T22:46:35.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments #7</title><content type='html'>Seventh. It was awesome. Though it was short. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-8907311800820920650?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/8907311800820920650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=8907311800820920650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/8907311800820920650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/8907311800820920650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2009/03/moments-7.html' title='Moments #7'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-6948876605676274955</id><published>2009-03-24T00:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T00:19:22.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry, blog not updated.</title><content type='html'>Sorry pals, i may be a little busy lately to update my blog (as usual)... Hehe, paiseh... But it's best that i drop a line to inform you guys before you guys come chasing me, right? XD Haha, just joking... ;) See ya guys around!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~XOXO~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-6948876605676274955?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/6948876605676274955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=6948876605676274955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/6948876605676274955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/6948876605676274955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2009/03/sorry-blog-not-updated.html' title='Sorry, blog not updated.'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-7268094481794305835</id><published>2009-03-15T17:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T18:36:57.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D.R.E.A.M.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to &lt;em&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/em&gt;, Dream is defined as "sequence images, sounds and feelings experienced while sleeping, strongly associated with rapid eye movement sleep".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lotsa dreams - nice, satisfying, blissful, heavenly, exciting dreams - come true, one by one. And they give me immense pleasure and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;euphoria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, the sudden tingling feeling that bubbles through my body:) One very good example would be joy and happiness brought back from Kedah... :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, i just received an iPod Touch from my parents as a reward for my SPM results; I was thrilled!! I slept at 2.30am on the night i got my gift as i was so curious and excited in exploring my new toy... XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313359898204182962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SbzYrRBEGbI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Q0FGoYuveOU/s320/iPod+Touch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, bad dreams do happen too...especially when we feel &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;lonely&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;dejected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. It happens and may sometimes causes me to be &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;miserably depressed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;hopelessly give up in despair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313359894046933314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SbzYrBh5gUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/-vk_XW5yXzY/s320/Crying.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With a mood of excitement and contentment like today, i will not elaborate on these 'bad dreams' i frequently have =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ Have a pleasant day ahead!! ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313359901304819010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SbzYrckUDUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/SNbUX0FRddM/s320/Happy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-7268094481794305835?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/7268094481794305835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=7268094481794305835' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/7268094481794305835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/7268094481794305835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2009/03/dream.html' title='D.R.E.A.M.'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SbzYrRBEGbI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Q0FGoYuveOU/s72-c/iPod+Touch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-3837163724797006559</id><published>2009-03-15T17:23:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T18:37:25.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Scream!!!!*</title><content type='html'>Wooo...!!! I woke up on the &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;12th of March&lt;/span&gt; with much anxiety, and at the same time, with hope and anticipation. What day was it? Well, it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;The Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;SPM results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; were released *still shivering* :-S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove to school that day. Upon arrival, i could feel my hands &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;trembling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; literally, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I ignored everybody beside me and rushed to the room, outside which a board written &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;'Keputusan SPM 2008&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was placed. I glanced across the whole room, and sprinted to the ever loving and smiling Pn. Cheah, my former class teacher. As usual, she stared at me, looking so blur... After approximately 2 seconds, she screamed so excitedly and hugged me - that's right, i haven't even known my results yet!! =.=" Lol;) Then she hurriedly searched in the pile of result slips for mine, and handed it to me, showing me my grades on my slip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Phewwww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.... A big Sigh of Relief.&lt;br /&gt;Next, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; A really high-pitched scream!!! (I bet the viruses near my mouth were made deaf by me :-/) XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the achievement i've attained, i have many people to thank: God, parents, teachers, friends, ex-classmates, close friends, best friend a.k.a. Joyce (who was &amp;amp; is always with me and helped me through all odds ;)). Did i miss out anybody? There're just so many people who helped us - in one way or another, directly or indirectly - to the extend that our puny little mind can't remember them all... and sometimes i regret for not being able to remember their help and deeds :-( Nevertheless, I am grateful to them to make me who i am today :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-3837163724797006559?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/3837163724797006559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=3837163724797006559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/3837163724797006559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/3837163724797006559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2009/03/scream.html' title='*Scream!!!!*'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-2623392548407993280</id><published>2009-02-20T00:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T00:51:54.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-Assessment in College</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pheww....my first assessment has just ended yesterday, so i can now put some effort in updating my blog before people like Ange starts complaining again, lol XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih, this exam was such a disappointing one - no more 100% for Maths and Maths Extension 1! :'( And we even had to sit for half of our Biology paper without air-cond and with the mere help of the Sun's ray... Duh, there wasn't electricity supply and our paper was postponed to 65 minutes later :-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, there is no merdeka after exam this time with....&lt;br /&gt;1. Moral assignment due in 3 days&lt;br /&gt;2. Physics and Biology lab reports due in 5 days&lt;br /&gt;3. Moral test in 8 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighhhh....!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, what actually bothers me recently is some &lt;em&gt;Other&lt;/em&gt; things. I've been feeling lonely lately. Personally, i feel that some friends interacted among themselves and neglected me. I don't mean to offend anybody here...and i don't blame any of my friends at all, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;honest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Perhaps they don't feel anything amiss, but i feel it cos i'm the odd one out who always doesn't have anybody to truly talk to. Frankly, i don't have any problems at all in making new friends cos i've been expanding my circle of friends all my life, with many other activities like tennis, orchestral rehearsals, competitions, etc. For instance, i met new friends in every MPYO camp, though its the same one orchestra, there were more than 100 members to know and talk to. Hence, i'm trained to be able to stay independent. But, with all other personal matters which add to this major depression i'm facing right now, deep inside, it indeed feels a bit lonely, especially with a friend in NS camp now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;(note: i treasure &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; my friends and i do NOT mean to offend anybody... Friends Forever! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-2623392548407993280?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/2623392548407993280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=2623392548407993280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/2623392548407993280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/2623392548407993280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2009/02/post-assessment-in-college.html' title='Post-Assessment in College'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-9217109270932608980</id><published>2009-01-23T17:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T17:49:12.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>对不起！</title><content type='html'>Dear all, I apologize if i haven't been updating my blog recently... I just realized that my last blog was published last year!! (December 20 something...) Paiseh....sincere apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, college starts and i have been quite busy lately... Homework, revision, researches, assignments, lab reports...(not to mention First Assessment coming up...!!!). So the only times i come online is when i need to use the laptop for assignments or some college work... I know my blog has begun to grow cobwebs *as according to Ange* until echos can be heard (like how it should be in a cave, or deserted mansion =.=") I'll just try to update as frequently as possible :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, to the Chinese, Happy Chinese 牛 Year (牛 is promounced as 'niu' and it is quite similar to 'new') ;) And to the non-chinese, Happy Holiday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294422956377609234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SXmRoLWPlBI/AAAAAAAAAGA/KEGnGqF3fF8/s320/Gong+Xi+Fa+Chai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-9217109270932608980?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/9217109270932608980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=9217109270932608980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/9217109270932608980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/9217109270932608980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='对不起！'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SXmRoLWPlBI/AAAAAAAAAGA/KEGnGqF3fF8/s72-c/Gong+Xi+Fa+Chai.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-4062741386893845008</id><published>2009-01-23T16:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T17:33:49.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Weeks in College...</title><content type='html'>End of the third week in college, i feel kinda tired and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;reminisced on my post-SPM life... Haiz, i haven't even received my SPM results and i'm already in college, putting on my gear, pressing hard on the accelerator (our lecturer asked us to start doing that already cos our course is short - only 10 months :-/), and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                         P - E - C - U - T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I haven't even heard a single piece of news about when our results will be announced and i have to drill into my head that my first assessment is in February!! Ahhh!!! Sigh, no pain no gain. Not to mention, assisgnments every week!!! Physics, Chemistry and Biology. So far, we have started only on Physics and Biology lab reports and we are already complaining, grumbling, grunting, groaning, sighing............ I can't imagine how it will be for us when Chemistry lab reports come in... C'mon Xin Ling, snap out of it!! It's college! Assignments is a part of college life... (All my friends who are in college, don't you agree?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I still remember that when i sat for Moral and History papers during SPM, i excitedly exclaimed, 'Those were our last Moral and History papers!! Hip hip hurray!!!' Aiks, think again... Even though some of my friends and i are studying in a private college, we can't escape the Claws of Boredom - Moral Education and Malaysian Studies. :-( (For those who dunno what Malaysian Studies is, it is HISTORY!!! in English =.=")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Well, iguess that is all for now... I have to complete my lab report before the Chinese New Year if possible... And to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Ange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, see...?? I updated my blog already :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-4062741386893845008?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/4062741386893845008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=4062741386893845008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/4062741386893845008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/4062741386893845008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2009/01/3-weeks-in-college.html' title='3 Weeks in College...'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-4996022140642928966</id><published>2008-12-31T23:43:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T18:25:02.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning Back Looking at My Times with MPYO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've grown with MPYO for two years. Two years may be short but it meant a lot to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've learnt a lot in playing the viola.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've learnt a lot about orchestras and the musical instruments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286005083042602082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SVupndep3GI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9QHrnJHFM94/s320/violin+or+viola.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Left: Violin, Right: Viola) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've learnt and seen more people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286005093792791074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SVupoFhsuiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/vxQ_wzAuwzQ/s320/PC100925.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've found more friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286000439921825378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SVulZMgZVmI/AAAAAAAAADo/-4oA-3GHRJ0/s320/PC100898.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had great moments playing in a professional orchestra and spending time with my dearest friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt to be more independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also shed tears...for i'm going to leave those precious moments only as memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;#####&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 2006 - When we first stepped into the Hall. When we first met everyone we know today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......and many weekend rehearsals from August to December 2006......we met up for 2 days each time, we rehearsed, bad farewell, and knew we'd meet again 4 weeks later. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 2007 - Our first camp in Universiti Teknologi Petronas, Tronoh, Perak. (And also our lousiest rooms in our camps so far &gt;.&lt; ) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286002835560999442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SVunko9SKhI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/QeomgpY2q6M/s320/Music-Camp05.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;25 August 2007 - Inaugural Gala Concert. Saturday Night. Rimsky-Korsakoff's Scheharazade. Saint-Saens' Danse Bacchanale. Schubert's Unfinished Symphony. Wonderful night. Marvelous concert. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286002870308577058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SVunmqZwHyI/AAAAAAAAAEo/-Y6dX7Tk9qc/s320/xin+ling+and+seat+partner.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289602917648288690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SWhx0_1Ly7I/AAAAAAAAAFo/rJup47YO7r8/s320/Gala+Concert+Invitation+Card2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;(Gala Concert 2007 Invitation Card - Cover)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289602912421720066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SWhx0sXEsAI/AAAAAAAAAFg/6X8sVxKooD0/s320/Gala+Concert+Invitation+Card1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;(Gala Concert 2007 Invitation Card - Inner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - 14 December 2007 - First national tour. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289602905010814258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SWhx0QwLPTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Svdkn5YU0Us/s320/First+National+Tour+Postcard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;(First National Tour 2007 Postcard)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289607387462475698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SWh15LL7n7I/AAAAAAAAAF4/Pf47smXReq8/s320/Dina,+Choi+Feng,+Steph,+me,+Ruth,+Jeorgein+%26+Shu+Li+%5E%5E.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;(In Gurney Plaza, Penang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* * * * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - 16 December 2008 - Second national tour. Went to East Malaysia. Berlioz's Roman Carnival. Tchaikovshy's Symphony No. 2. Dvorak's Cello Concerto. And many more great masterpieces by great composers of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286000444980149458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SVulZfWZPNI/AAAAAAAAADw/bFqs00z42Ag/s320/PC100895.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289602899299346114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SWhxz7edJsI/AAAAAAAAAFI/uVVxdqXoEuI/s320/Boarding+Pass+to+Kuching+and+KK.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;(My Boarding Passes to Kuching and Kota Kinabalu) ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rehearsed together, went through thick and thin, and proudly showed to world that we, are musicians, and we can do it like any other professional youth orchestras!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286000455783232114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SVulaHmDMnI/AAAAAAAAAEA/4-aSfqDiTW4/s320/article+in+mag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289603563658251826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SWhyamZ9jjI/AAAAAAAAAFw/CYcLmfNk8pc/s320/Sabah+Mag+(Dec+2008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289602904398962034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SWhx0OeTHXI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ljrfEc1NXmo/s320/Extract+from+Sabah+Mag+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;(A cutting from a Sabahan magazine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;9 December 2008 - I bade farewell to the prestigeous Dewan Filharmonik Petronas. It was the last time i sat on that chair, under that roof, in that hall, in that building, performing in my last MPYO concert. I had to move on - still, i had 4 more concerts in East Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286002847457934034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SVunlVRu-tI/AAAAAAAAAEY/GgslYpjMdik/s320/nice+hall.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286002826465698434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SVunkHEy4oI/AAAAAAAAAEI/ziOF54BTj4A/s320/at+least+i+got+the+full+circle+in.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~ Really had lotsa fun with my friends... One the day we arrived in Kuching, we went for a dinner where there were karaoke facilities. Duncan and Dylan sang and we laughed through the night. Kevin, our conductor, Audrey, our admin, and Poh Kim, Poh Joo's (our soloist) sister and also MPO violinist, owed us a karaoke singing session each....(till now). Apparently, they politely declined the invitation and promised that they would sing if we put off great perfomances in East Malaysia. (Of course, they broke their promises...boohoo!!) XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286000428707772066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SVulYiuwdqI/AAAAAAAAADg/PA-RM2nEtgo/s320/Picture+197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15 December 2008 - My Very Last Concert with MPYO. Kota Kinabalu. Tears streamed down my cheeks (literally) when we played a Sabahan piece (of which its name slipped from my mind) as an encore. It is all over. But i still have a path laid in front of me...i must be able to let it go, and do what is right...for my future. However, unequivocally, those golden, precious moments i spent with the orchestra, its members and my friends will forever be one of my greatest treasure that i'll never ever forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286000450152089874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SVulZyneyRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/dsExLnYrbPI/s320/Copy+of+group+pic+in+sarawak.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-4996022140642928966?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/4996022140642928966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=4996022140642928966' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/4996022140642928966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/4996022140642928966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2008/12/turning-back-looking-at-my-times-with.html' title='Turning Back Looking at My Times with MPYO'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SVupndep3GI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9QHrnJHFM94/s72-c/violin+or+viola.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-6474627240521717280</id><published>2008-12-21T00:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T14:31:30.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;OMG, I'm just sooo happy today!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;(20/12/2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words can't express how delighted i am today... XD&lt;br /&gt;It was another D.R.E.A.M. C.O.M.E. T.R.U.E.!!!&lt;br /&gt;Today was my day, it felt like heaven, it was simply magical...... ^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-6474627240521717280?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/6474627240521717280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=6474627240521717280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/6474627240521717280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/6474627240521717280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2008/12/omg-im-just-sooo-happy-today-words-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-6740795523195038571</id><published>2008-12-04T08:11:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:55:19.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Eleanor</title><content type='html'>[01] Real name: Xin Ling&lt;br /&gt;[02] Nickname: Ah Ling (not very frequently used though :D)&lt;br /&gt;[03] Married: NO!!&lt;br /&gt;[04] Zodiac Sign: Pieces&lt;br /&gt;[05] Gender: Female&lt;br /&gt;[06] Age: 18 on 26th Feb 2009&lt;br /&gt;[07] High School: CGL =)&lt;br /&gt;[08] College: Should be INTI College, Penang&lt;br /&gt;[09] Height: 158cm =(&lt;br /&gt;[10] Weight: 58kg =(&lt;br /&gt;[11] Do you like yourself: Yes ;)&lt;br /&gt;[12] Piercings : Ears&lt;br /&gt;[13] Right or left: Both&lt;br /&gt;[14] Are you a freak : freak as in? Err....people always call me a nerd :-/ But, hey! I can be really out of my mind!!!!!!! Wheeeeee!!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;[15] Hair: Black with a little shade of dark brown (and i like it =))&lt;br /&gt;[16] Skin: yellow and partially tanned but still relatively fair...&lt;br /&gt;[17] Allergic: Cold, dust, perfume (strong ones)&lt;br /&gt;[18] What are you doing now: Typing while standing in MPYO camp XD&lt;br /&gt;[19] What will you doing 1hour later: Preparing for rehearsal&lt;br /&gt;[20] What will you doing 10 years later: Studying/working/dating my bf (if i find one) :) ..... Dunno la....we'll see :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;THE FAMILY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[21] Live with mother/father/parents: Parents&lt;br /&gt;[22] Siblings (included you): 4&lt;br /&gt;[23] Eldest: Me!&lt;br /&gt;[24] Youngest: My adorable sister&lt;br /&gt;[25] Love/hate your family: L.O.V.E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[26] You found your another half: Lol, you think leh? I'll give you a hint: the answer is either 'yes' or 'no'. =D&lt;br /&gt;[27] If yes, who is he/she: If the answer is 'no', i dont have to answer this. If the answer is 'yes', i wouldn't tell you :D&lt;br /&gt;[28] If no, who you want he/she to be: I want somebody who is good looking, but more importantly, someone who really cares for me and loves me (well, everybody wants that right? XD)&lt;br /&gt;[29] Time(s) you in relationship: *sweat*&lt;br /&gt;[30] Ever woo boy/girl(0-100000): No!&lt;br /&gt;[31] Anyone woo you before(0-100000): Err... I guess so... Wait!! What's 'woo'...???&lt;br /&gt;[32] Did anything wrong to your other half: (I'll tell you when i have my other half ;))&lt;br /&gt;[33] What was/were the wrong you had done: -&lt;br /&gt;[34] Ever argue with your other half: -&lt;br /&gt;[35] You with your other half since: -&lt;br /&gt;[36] Are you straight/Lesbo: S-T-R-A-I-G-H-T!! Duh!!&lt;br /&gt;[37] Reasons you love your other half: -&lt;br /&gt;[38] You and your other half in which stage: -&lt;br /&gt;[39] You woo he/she or he/she woo you: *Huh?*&lt;br /&gt;[40] Ever think of marry he/she: Well, we can never be sure until the time comes, can we???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE FRIENDS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[41] Your first best friend: Omg, i serious don't remember who my best friend was in primary school... I know! It was Sze Lyn :) :)&lt;br /&gt;[42] Your first enemy: Hmm, i dont really have an enemy la...more like rivals...and i had quite a number of rivals during primary and secondary, honestly ;)&lt;br /&gt;[43] The friend you love the most(1only): One only??! I love lotsa friends!!! Muaks! :)&lt;br /&gt;[44] The enemy you hate the most(1only): I told you i have no enemeies ;)&lt;br /&gt;[45] Your most beautiful girl friend: Everybody IS beautiful...and i Believe that (=&lt;br /&gt;[46] Your most handsome boy friend: Dennis ^.^&lt;br /&gt;[47] The kind of girl you hate the most: One who loves to pretend and flirt around with guys&lt;br /&gt;[48] The kind of boy you hate the most: One word - Annoying&lt;br /&gt;[49] You fall in love with your close friend before: No :D&lt;br /&gt;[50] Your best friend is your ex-lover: No&lt;br /&gt;[51] If your friend backstabbing you: Ignore her try to stay strong&lt;br /&gt;[52] If your friend betray you: Ignore her 'cos she may not be your friend after all&lt;br /&gt;[53] If your friend woo your lover: This is complicated. I'll tell you what i'll do personally:) But i'm sure true friends won't do that.&lt;br /&gt;[54] If your friend fall in love with you: Err, maybe i'll try to tell him nicely and politely???&lt;br /&gt;[55] If you fall in love with your best friend: My best friend is a girl!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;STUDIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[56] Are you a good student: Kind of...people say so :-/ ;)&lt;br /&gt;[57] You always do your homeworks/assignments: It depends. I may do it at the eleventh hour XP But mostly, yes.&lt;br /&gt;[58] The teacher/tutor you love the most: Urm....? I don't Love my teachers...but i like the teachers who are understanding and responsible.&lt;br /&gt;[59] Always late to school/college: No&lt;br /&gt;[60] Your class: 5 Arif (2008)&lt;br /&gt;[61] You love your seniors: I like them as friends.&lt;br /&gt;[62] Senior who you love the most: I was closest to Rebecca Wong.&lt;br /&gt;[63] Your classmates good/bad: Good, of course!&lt;br /&gt;[64] Excellent result classmate: Lee Julin (psst, i admit...my ex-rival) LOL!! No offence, Julin! XD&lt;br /&gt;[65] Laziest classmate: What? Hmm, i can be lazy too... (but most people don't see it...haih... *shake my head*)&lt;br /&gt;[66] Smart people: Wow, too many...&lt;br /&gt;[67] Stupid people: Stupidity and inteliigence are two very subjective elements. Everybody is stupid and intelligent. Eg, i may be good at studies but i'm stupid at art and cooking :-S&lt;br /&gt;[68] Good looking people: Everyone is beautiful - i just said it.&lt;br /&gt;[69] Ugly people: (i'll just repeat myself - Everyone IS Beautiful...!)&lt;br /&gt;[70] Funny people: Janice Ooi, Shu-Li, Joyce Teh...and lots more who always make me laugh XD [71] Cute people: Err....?? My youngest sister!!&lt;br /&gt;[72] Bad people: -&lt;br /&gt;[73] Honest people: Most but not all&lt;br /&gt;[74] Acting people: Some people...like Chee Lee who acts a lot till i dunno if she is serious or joking... =S&lt;br /&gt;[75] You are what kind of people: Err...try to be friendly, (scarily) like to study (sometimes), loves to shop for keychains and ornaments ^.~&lt;br /&gt;[76] Lips or eyes: What does that supposed to mean???&lt;br /&gt;[77] Hugs or kisses: Both! Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;[78] Shorter or taller: Just right for my weight and age but i am relatively short...i want to grow taller!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;[79] hesitant or spontaneous: Hesitant&lt;br /&gt;[80] Nice stomach or nice arms: HUH??&lt;br /&gt;[81] Listener or talker: I guess both a listener and a talker :P&lt;br /&gt;[82] Romantic or rich: Both :)&lt;br /&gt;[83] Good husband or Good Father: What's the question?&lt;br /&gt;[84] Age to get marry: When the time is right. :-)&lt;br /&gt;[85] Numbers of kid(s): Er......?&lt;br /&gt;[86] Career: Student..? Lol!&lt;br /&gt;[87] Salary: I don't earn money...i Pay as a student :]&lt;br /&gt;[88] Retirement age: No idea&lt;br /&gt;[89] Properties value: Blouses, skirts, ornaments (made of silver and stones), keychains...;)&lt;br /&gt;[90] Wishes: ALL MY WISHES COME TRUE!!! (Wise wish ehh??) XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;THE VICTIMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;[91] Joyce Teh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[92] ...... Anyone la... i'm tired of being tagged and thinking of who to tag. :-S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-6740795523195038571?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/6740795523195038571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=6740795523195038571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/6740795523195038571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/6740795523195038571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2008/12/tagged-by-eleanor.html' title='Tagged by Eleanor'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-3337854590943720342</id><published>2008-12-03T20:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T20:40:58.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERDEKA!!! (",)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;MERDEKA!!! MERDEKA!!! MERDEKA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ok, ok, don't overreact...it's just SPM, not the country's independence...* Hehe..... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, can't deny it...SPM is finally over!! Eleven years of hard work has ended...and yet, we still have a long journey laid in front of us...haih, still gotta work! :-S =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"FREEDOM is just sooooo SWEET!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it is soo saddening that we can't get what we want, what we dream... I almost got what i've always been dreaming about last Saturday, but it kinda slipped away... Tears rolled down my cheeks as i thought that i may not have such opportunity again... (Touchwood!! Hope not...) :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be an optimist, to that special somebody who made my dream come true... Thank you! (= I will always remember that... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(That person will know what i mean...lol XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And......Happy Merdeka to all the Fifth Formers of year 2008! for those who are sitting for some papers tomorrow...GAMBATE!! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Freedom is just soo sweet.....!!!&lt;/span&gt; =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-3337854590943720342?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/3337854590943720342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=3337854590943720342' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/3337854590943720342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/3337854590943720342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2008/12/merdeka.html' title='MERDEKA!!! (&quot;,)'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-6090877388848320324</id><published>2008-11-20T17:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T18:00:52.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>41.667% to Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;20 November 2008 3.30p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Calon, masa sudah tamat. Berhenti menulis."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard this line 14 times. Yes, 14 times. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It means i've sat for 14 papers.&lt;br /&gt;It means that i have 10 more papers to go.&lt;br /&gt;So...c'mon, fellow friends!! Grab your calculator and count with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       ----&gt;&gt;                  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;14/24 x 100% = 58.333%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(thanks to Accounts, i have two papers more than most of my friends...buhu..... :-( )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got it??? Lol, yup, i have 100-58.333=&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;41.667%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to freedom after *starts counting: one, two, three......* &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11 years&lt;/span&gt; of sheer labour... =D De time has arrived - S.P.M. And it's going to fly past us in just a few days time... Whew, how time flies...! I still remember the time i first stepped my feet into my primary school. Got bullied by my friend and went back home complaining to my mum...and now, i'm blogging after my S.P.M. Chemistry Papers... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to reality......i've got to revise Biology and Physics!! *sob*&lt;br /&gt;14 papers done also means that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Biology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Physics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are on their way... *weep!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update again soon...:) To all Science Students, let's go fight the next two Sciences!! For Arts Students, all the best to you guys too!! Adois amigo! (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-6090877388848320324?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/6090877388848320324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=6090877388848320324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/6090877388848320324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/6090877388848320324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2008/11/41667-to-freedom.html' title='41.667% to Freedom'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-5670504042842520494</id><published>2008-11-01T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T16:09:30.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Full Stop&lt;/span&gt;. Is it this thing - " &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; " ? Is it just a punctuation? Hmm, no...it brings much deeper meaning to me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After  5 years of studies together, fun together, hard work together, worry together......we're going to sit for spm together soon, as well as hugging and cryin together too!! Why? We are going to part!!! :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parting is the beginning of every meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This situation of tears i've faced once in my life...that is when i was going to part with my primary school friends. A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;full stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to my primary school life. I was innocent back then - i didn't cry. In fact, i was all nervous and looking forward to the day i stepped into my new school which is different from most of my primary school friends - Convent Green Lane - the school i'm studying in today. And proudly i say, i have no regrets studying here, having fun here, and having friends here :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, the time has come. A &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;full stop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to my secondary school life. Now that i'm more matured, i feel sad that we'll be leaving soon, leaving behind our sweet moments together only as memories. From grand occasions like Prom Night to little conversations we have with our best friends, from hatred to laughter, all in all will be my great memories which i'll treasure alot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;full stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to our secondary life is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; equal to a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;full stop&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to our friendship!! We will keep in touch no matter what...everyday or during birthdays...via sms or msn...we will keep our bonds strong. There will never be full stops in friendship. And here, i wish my friends all the best and take care...be happy, be healthy and may we meet again soon... (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但愿人长久，千里共婵娟。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-5670504042842520494?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/5670504042842520494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=5670504042842520494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/5670504042842520494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/5670504042842520494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2008/11/full-stop.html' title='Full Stop'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-5487984924597210197</id><published>2008-10-08T17:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T18:06:26.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Weeks Before SPM...</title><content type='html'>Okay okay... I think i better post something before:&lt;br /&gt;a. i get scoldings/complaints from patsy, joyce and jordan :-/&lt;br /&gt;b. angelin says there're echos in my blog!! :-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry for not updating my blog...:-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* * * * * * * * * * &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SCHOOL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to school now is...scary. Results, marks, results, marks...... Who isn't scared?? Who? Haih, i'm a girl with less luck in exam (as in, no exam luck....not that lucky la). Either i chose the wrong question for physics essay, wrote out of point in chemistry experimental write-up, got the very first part of a long question in Add Maths 2 wrong (thus leading to the following sub-questions to be incorrect too :-( ), and many more which are too depressing to mention...... Haih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;At Home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study, of course!! What else?? =.=" Pecut-ing to the last finishing line of our secondary school life... After 11 years (6 primary years + 5 secondary years) of education and tuitions and hard work, this is what we were waiting for...to get a string of sparkling A1s (hopefully) and that small piece of paper which seems worthless on the outside but is actually much more important than that - our SPM result slip... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Health...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God, don't let me fall sick at this time of the year!! Recently, i've been experiencing dizziness and headache (maybe it was due to my lack of sleep) :- Today, i even had gastric in school...and i had to ask permission from my Bio teacher, Pn. Choo to eat a piece of my bun. It was 2 periods before recess then. I don't think i'd be able to endure the hunger until that!! During Bio, Ms Clumsy Joyce Teh the clumsy girl accidentally turned a beaker of starch powder over!!! =.= Right after i helped her to clean up, my nose started being active...as if it didn't want to be left behind from the commotion in the lab too! Aaahhhh-choooooo!! AAAAHHHH-CHOOOOOO!!! Joyce, i'm not blaming you ok? (though you'll kill me in school, i'm sure ;)) but my histamine is a bit too mischievous, i'd say ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, too much Bio... Let's switch our attention to Accounts =]&lt;br /&gt;Accounts common trial papers next Thurs 16 October, starting 7.40am.&lt;br /&gt;Is that a good thing? or a bad thing? Of course it's good!! Then i won't be sitting for my first and last accounts papers during spm...scary *shivers* But we, the science stream students who ambitiously (or to put it nicely, confidently) took up this extra subject are trembling like leaves in fear now.&lt;br /&gt;"I cannot remember the accounts la!!"&lt;br /&gt;"I haven't been revising!"&lt;br /&gt;"Die liao la..."&lt;br /&gt;"Hah? Have to submit marks to the kementerian wan arr?"&lt;br /&gt;"I haven't even learnt how to draw the graph and titik pulangan modal!!"&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; These are some of our remarks...&lt;br /&gt;So, without much option, i have been studying accounts lately...which is good. But, in a way, i kinda neglected other subjects and i shouldn't do that!!... Not when we have only 4 weeks left... Oh no!! What am i supposed to do???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* * * * * * * * * * &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i'm gonna stop here for today (or shall i say 'for this month' perhaps?). So, don't scold me if you haven't seen me updating ok? ;) I'll try my best to update. And don't worry, i will have all the time in the world to update my blog after spm and my mpyo national tour (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all Form 5 students who are sitting for spm: All the best! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-5487984924597210197?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/5487984924597210197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=5487984924597210197' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/5487984924597210197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/5487984924597210197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2008/10/4-weeks-before-spm.html' title='4 Weeks Before SPM...'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-4612721982089066728</id><published>2008-09-16T20:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T20:51:51.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspirations by Patsy on How to Write Blogs...</title><content type='html'>As usual, i'm the kind of girl who spends 300 minutes in front of the computer just to think of a topic for my blog... (lame, i know :-/)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the incredibly cute Patsy inspired me to write about how we held our pee during those heavy papers... (heeheeee) A few good examples would be like physics 2, biology 2, chenistry 2, sejarah 2, add maths 2, bm 2.... AIYAH!! Almost all the papers!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During those freaking long papers, we cannot do anything else besides Focusing, Thinking, Analysing, Answering, Writing Essays and Striving for our Best!! =.= but there is one &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; distraction (and i need not say what it is, do i?) After those papers, you can observe a few things: people raising up hands asking permission to go to the loo. Teacher gave a 'yes' and it is as if like we've gotten a golden opportunity to flee from the exam hall like fugitives and next, you can find the lines outside the toilets looooong... ;) Aaaahhhh, what a relieve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written by,&lt;br /&gt;xinling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inspired by,&lt;br /&gt;patsy :-O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ok, i shall not continue cos i think patsy will kill me....)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-4612721982089066728?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/4612721982089066728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=4612721982089066728' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/4612721982089066728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/4612721982089066728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2008/09/inspirations-by-patsy-on-how-to-write.html' title='Inspirations by Patsy on How to Write Blogs...'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-8224025297761225005</id><published>2008-08-20T22:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:49:35.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Good Things about Having MPYO Camps at PERMATA</title><content type='html'>In Bangi now... Having a great deal of fun in the MPYO camp in PERMATA (as usual) (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a great place to have our fun-fun-FUN music camps...!!! "Why?" You may ask. Let's see if i even have to ability to list all the cool features available here out... (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. It has internet connection - i mean it - internet connection!! Big thanks to that...you're now reading my blog which i posted here...using the public computer @ PERMATA in Bangi :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. There're bicycles to be rent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You can do sports: badminton courts (both indoors and outdoors), squash courts, ping pong tables, gymnasiums, snooker tables etc etc. Just imagine: a few of my friends here actually brought racquets and shuttle cocks...they play badminton (B-A-D-M-I-N-T-O-N!) after our orchestra rehearsals. And my other girl friends, went cycling in the evening right before dinner...and they went straight for sectional practice after that as there was not enough time to bathe and clean themselves. Eww, gross?? Haha, it's fun!! Have you ever joined a camp (especially a music camp) where you can actually do anything you like from practising, studying to going online and playing badminton when you have free time (other than just practising the concert programme of course)? Isn't it just cool? XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. They're not just ordinary, lame, uncomfortable, making-people-homesick hostels...they're cool!! Air-conditioned, room service, kettle, fridge, TV, nice shower and many more... Sounds familiar? Sounds kinda like...a hotel? YEAH, exactly!! It's just like a hotel to me!! :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Not to mention my friends and roommates here... I suppose i've already mentioned a few names in my previous posts. I was late for the camp as i had to sit for my Grade 8 music theory exam on the 3rd day of the camp. And i was so delighted - completely out of my mind (well, almost XD) - when i found out that my roommate this camp is again my ex-roommate and ex-ex-roommate Shu-Li!! (= We've been roommates for three camps and it has been a great pleasure knowing her. We've shared a lot between us and now, we have each other as roommates again!! Woohoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err, i cant think of any more points though there are still, no doubt, many good features about this venue and this great orchestra ;) i really enjoyed my time here, to be part of MPYO, as well as to enjoy and appreciate the beauty of classical music... ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-8224025297761225005?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/8224025297761225005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=8224025297761225005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/8224025297761225005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/8224025297761225005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2008/08/5-good-things-about-having-mpyo-camps.html' title='5 Good Things about Having MPYO Camps at PERMATA'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-7357563202014096724</id><published>2008-08-13T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:38:55.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(in relation to my last post)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pheww, i'm so glad that it was all nothing :) but i'm worried myself that i'm being too sensitive. :-S I'm so proud that i have great friends in my life...!!! *muaks muaks to y'all* =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-7357563202014096724?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/7357563202014096724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=7357563202014096724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/7357563202014096724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/7357563202014096724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2008/08/yay.html' title='YAY!!!!!!'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-6018151658225570321</id><published>2008-08-13T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T20:42:58.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haih...</title><content type='html'>In this life, we have friends. We fight. We laugh. We cry. We shake our hands, and become friends again. All these things are parts and parcel of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To err is human. I admit that i do make mistakes too. Everyone does - no one is perfect. It is a matter of how we deal with it, how we change for the better - forgive and forget. In my life, i've hurt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, i've argued with so many people. Hoping to settle it in 'peace', we didn't just carry a gun and shoot the other party whom might have offended us. And sincerely, i hope this is the way we can solve our dispute (whatever it is, cos i'm not too sure why we've been acting like this recently).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To that dear friend whom i miss,&lt;br /&gt;I may have offended you in some way. But i hope that we can sit down one day and talk about it nicely, like how we did it once last year. I was glad that it turned out well. Our schooling life is coming to an end soon, and i don't want us to part with prejudice, with dispute unsettled, and as foes. I believe that everything is just a small misunderstanding which we can put far away behind us - so that it will not cause any interference to our sincere, lasting friendship. You are a great friend to have, and i hope to have those precious moments back. Sorry and thanks!  Friends?? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-6018151658225570321?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/6018151658225570321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=6018151658225570321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/6018151658225570321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/6018151658225570321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2008/08/haih.html' title='Haih...'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-3985538769388243556</id><published>2008-08-08T19:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T17:35:17.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retired with Great Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August 2008......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;[whats so special about this month?? you'll see why...:D ]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AGM&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;AGM&lt;/span&gt;, and more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;AGMs&lt;/span&gt;...... It's the same for my societies and clubs i.e. Tennis Club, Science and Maths Society and String Ensemble. Yes, we often complain and grumble and groan and grunt for all the duties assigned to us as the main committee members of the clubs and societies x-p But, i gotta admit that there's a feeling of nostalgia, a sense of losing, after we officially handed o&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ur&lt;/span&gt; posts to our juniors... *weep* :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;As the President of Tennis Club, I had to book courts, courts and more courts -.- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Supposedly&lt;/span&gt;, it was actually the Secretary's job. However, the President has to take over that duty due to some unforeseen, unfortunate and unpredictable circumstances (the committee members should &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; why). Being an impatient girl, I've always grumbled to my mum about the government servants' attitude at the booking counter in USM. I was relieved that i need not book anymore courts for the school club for the rest of the year.However, i was overwhelmed with emotions when it was announced that Lien Tee is the Presidentof Tennis Club 07/08. I've missed the moments when the school team fought with their best in MSSPP Tennis 2008...... A great pleasure it was to work with y'all, and not forgetting my partner for double - Chee Lee a.k.a. the chilli bully =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233275987100964194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKBUyH68FWI/AAAAAAAAACo/QdIuJju3DnY/s320/Picture+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;~CGL Tennis Teams during MSSPP 2008~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Always burdened with lotsa paperwork, now I only have to watch my Asst Secretary burying her head into the documents of Science and Maths Society. She was a great assistant, helping me always, doing her duty as the assistant. I can hardly put my gratitude in words for having such a responsible and dedicated assistant - Sheema. Thank you so much for your assistance!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Last but not least...... "Patsy, don't forget to brig RM12 tomorrow ya?" "Hui Qing, have you paid up your subs?" "Must bring the money tomorrow ya" Do i have to elaborate what post i was holding?? Yes, i was the Secretary of the small but always warm with love for friends and music String Ensemble :) Ooops, no, i mean...Treasurer a.k.a. Tax Collector. (Not gonna fight for the post with you, Patsy) :D Since the AGM last Fri 08-08-08 12:45p.m. @ 5 Arif, CGL, Jalan Masjid Negeri, Penang, i can now hand my Accounts Book to Wei Fernn. ~~WHEEEEEEE!!~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Besides having great memories as the President, Secretary and Treasure, reminiscing sweet but superb achievements of the yesterdays really made me nostalgic. If i had great undertanding in Physics and Maths in future, i'd invent a Time Machine, not only to venture to the future, but also to teleport to the past, especially this year e.g. August 18, 2007; March 3-6, April 1-4, June 21, August 8, August 9, 2008. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Great memories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Sweet days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Superb friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Priceless times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Precious moments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Uncountable bucketful of tears. &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;(Haha!!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;MPYO camps, 6th Regional Congress SSYS Competition, MSSPP Tennis, Olympics Opening 2008 in Beijing ;), CGL Prom Night................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233275990423221458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKBUyUTBtNI/AAAAAAAAACw/bOG9_QiYU2o/s320/Dina,+Choi+Feng,+Steph,+me,+Ruth,+Jeorgein+%26+Shu+Li+%5E%5E.JPG" border="0" /&gt;~My MPYO friends during the National Tour in Penang~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233276010243318002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKBUzeIgYPI/AAAAAAAAAC4/zs8MPqwXgJA/s320/at+least+i+got+the+full+circle+in.JPG" border="0" /&gt;~De Hall - Dewan Filharmonic Petronas~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233277449294021506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKBWHPA7g4I/AAAAAAAAADA/glez0NvfFH4/s320/P8080825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~With my BFF during prom night on the 9th Aug 08 @ Gurney Hotel~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-3985538769388243556?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/3985538769388243556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=3985538769388243556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/3985538769388243556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/3985538769388243556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2008/08/retired.html' title='Retired with Great Memories'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKBUyH68FWI/AAAAAAAAACo/QdIuJju3DnY/s72-c/Picture+105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-3533308526740406717</id><published>2008-07-21T19:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T21:34:47.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Angel-in</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have been&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;TAGGED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;(for the first time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Angel-in Lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;7 facts about me:~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~ i love music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~ i am sensitive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~ i sometimes crave for chocolates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~ i love my friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~ i get distracted by going online quite easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~ i get worried easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;~ i can drive! (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7 things that frightened me:~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;exams!! ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;unnecessary fears and worries ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;piled-up work ~&lt;br /&gt;bugs &amp;amp; cockroaches ~&lt;br /&gt;tournaments &amp;amp; performances ~&lt;br /&gt;no one listening to my problems ~&lt;br /&gt;lose somebody or something valuable to me ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;7 songs I'm crazy over currently:~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;~ First Love (Piano) by Utada Hikaru&lt;br /&gt;~ Never Gonna Give You Up by Ashley Tisdale&lt;br /&gt;~ Bigger Than Us by Miley Cyrus&lt;br /&gt;~ I Miss You by Miley Cyrus&lt;br /&gt;~ 1000 Words by Koda Kumi&lt;br /&gt;~ When You Look Me in the Eyes by Jonas Brothers&lt;br /&gt;~ Breakaway by Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;7 Valuable Things for me:~&lt;br /&gt;My family, especially my mum, dad and sisters ~&lt;br /&gt;A Special Person ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;My friends ~&lt;br /&gt;Music ~&lt;br /&gt;My feelings, emotions &amp;amp; youth (= ~&lt;br /&gt;Tennis ~&lt;br /&gt;Everything i own now - i appreciate all of them :) ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;7 first times:~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;~ Feeling so happy (since last year)&lt;br /&gt;~ Getting distinction for viola ABRSM&lt;br /&gt;~ Getting distinction for Music Theory ABRSM&lt;br /&gt;~ Joining Malaysian Philharmonic Youth Orchestra (M.P.Y.O.)&lt;br /&gt;~ Being &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TAGGED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in Blogspot&lt;br /&gt;~ Getting an account in Blogspot&lt;br /&gt;~ Performing a Viola &amp;amp; Cello duet with my sister =) *looking forward to it*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I shall now tag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yi Lyn &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; Janice Ooi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-3533308526740406717?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/3533308526740406717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=3533308526740406717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/3533308526740406717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/3533308526740406717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-have-been-tagged-for-first-time-by.html' title='Tagged by Angel-in'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-7419893648404544154</id><published>2008-07-19T00:27:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T21:34:03.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Friends for Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then again, a day passed. If you ask me what my feeling is lately, it'd be a wierd combination of frustration, disappointment, anger, hope, joy, love, and contentment......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter what causes me frustration, disappointment and anger. What really matters is i'm so grateful to always have 'F' right beside me when i need them. And what is 'F'? Finance? No. Food? Guess again, Patsy...;) 'F' stands for nothing but....&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Yes, F-R-I-E-N-D-S. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What exactly is friendship? Is friendship just merely a word? Or does it bring a deeper meaning, of which only people who appreciate it will truly understand the necessity of having friends in life? Proudly, I admit that i do love my friends a lot, no matter if they are my classmates, MPYO friends, or friends i meet through my tennis class (^.^) By the end of the day, they are people whom you count on when you're away from your family, they pull you up when you are down; they are your friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I do have a very close friend in the well-known, whackiest 5 Arif in the history of CGL :p I have that day 3 years ago to thank, when she offered me to be her seat partner. Since then, we've shared our problems, ups and downs; we've gone through thick and thin together. &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joyce Teh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is the one i always count on for a word of encouragement, a smile of hope and a ray of sunshine when i am down and depressed; and i really value her as my close friend...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SIDKpEaBvqI/AAAAAAAAAAw/bl3SmaDohbE/s1600-h/PB110314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224398374656130722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SIDKpEaBvqI/AAAAAAAAAAw/bl3SmaDohbE/s320/PB110314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joyce: My &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLOSEST &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friend &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in class &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a.k.a. my &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;husband&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Not forgetting another lovely pair of 'couple' in 5 Arif - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Patsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and her husband &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Ange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :) Patsy, the Cute Piggie or Goldfish, is undeniably cute and lovely!! OOOHHHH!!! (= She has also given me lotsa help and support, especially when we're against "Her". Ha ha!! Without Patsy, it is just like the sky without the sun, the sundae without the cherry, the latte without the foam... However, may i introduce you to the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; side of Patsy which is still undiscovered, unrevealed... She calls me &lt;em&gt;'Glutton'&lt;/em&gt; even though i ate only &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; piece of wantan... Sob, isn't that sympathizing?? (Psst, i actually ate a bowl of dry curry mee ;)) Ange, the Poker, always bullies me with all her poking :'( And so i defend myself by poking back!! HAHA!! And there's where all the fun starts! The two of them, Patsy and Ange, are very 'secocok'. Heeee!!! Yet, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;two pairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of couples, are the best of friends in class. Aren't we? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SIDN2mYZbOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ZAKlFeJbDBc/s1600-h/PB110315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224401905649282274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SIDN2mYZbOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/ZAKlFeJbDBc/s320/PB110315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SIDPFrpP8UI/AAAAAAAAABI/0JK_NxrniaI/s1600-h/PB110323.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SIDPFrpP8UI/AAAAAAAAABI/0JK_NxrniaI/s1600-h/PB110323.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SIDPFrpP8UI/AAAAAAAAABI/0JK_NxrniaI/s1600-h/PB110323.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Patsy, me &amp;amp; Joyce&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SIDPFrpP8UI/AAAAAAAAABI/0JK_NxrniaI/s1600-h/PB110323.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SIDPFrpP8UI/AAAAAAAAABI/0JK_NxrniaI/s1600-h/PB110323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224403264271806786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SIDPFrpP8UI/AAAAAAAAABI/0JK_NxrniaI/s320/PB110323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ange, why that look? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:-S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225455674059638002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SISMP_nfxPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KHKlojcgPWo/s320/Angelin%27s+wu+liao+masterpiece+%3D).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~The FOUR Best Friends~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the other hand, i do have a few great friends who are always hanging out together with me. Hmm, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Shu-Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is a great friend cum roommate to have. Being roommates for two camps, we shared our feelings, our secrets, our laughter together :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225451219484863506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SISIMtCG7BI/AAAAAAAAACA/WtgXyVLQWZo/s320/posing+with+shu+li.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Shu-Li &amp;amp; I Posing in our Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;after MPYO Inaugaral Gala Concert 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Stephanie Tye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zhao Feng&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; also listened to my problems when i needed an ear. Not knowing the meaning of boredom and tireness, they gave me encouragement and advices when i turned to them. On the other hand, Jeorgein is a demure girl and swet friend everyone knows. To be exact, i was the odd one in this circle of friends - the only violist in a group of cellists ;) - but they treat me very well... I feel wonderfully enjoyable when i'm with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225448581836485074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SISFzLBusdI/AAAAAAAAABo/6hAKYMHzxIQ/s320/My+Dearest+Roommate+-+Stephanie!!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Steph &amp;amp; I in the Bus after MPYO Gala Concert '07&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225448594303238002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SISFz5eCP3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/BhglijDgvdw/s320/haha..+two+of+charlie+angels.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Zhao Feng &amp;amp; I in Dewan Filharmonik Petronas, KLCC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225448577250974338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SISFy58dWoI/AAAAAAAAABg/Fpux1whlEGo/s320/Jeorgein,+Choi+Feng,+Shu+Li,+Steph,+Dina,+Zhao+Feng,+me+%26+Ruth.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;MPYO National Tour 1-14 Dec '07 @ Kuantan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225448590061104962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SISFzpqob0I/AAAAAAAAABw/ga0Fos_QuBs/s320/Steph,+me,+Ruth+%26+Jeorgein.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;MPYO National Tour 1-14 Dec '07 @ Gurney Plaza, Penang (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Everyone needs a friend. To be precisely, everyone needs friends - and a few close ones to count on for an ear, a hand, a cheer and a song... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Dear friends, let us cherish our friendship forever and please do keep in touch!! =) 友谊万岁&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;！:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; #&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;With lotsa love,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;~~* xling *~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-7419893648404544154?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/7419893648404544154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=7419893648404544154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/7419893648404544154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/7419893648404544154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2008/07/great-friends-for-life.html' title='Great Friends for Life'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SIDKpEaBvqI/AAAAAAAAAAw/bl3SmaDohbE/s72-c/PB110314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4353638833271947090.post-2025598236114960974</id><published>2008-07-18T17:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T18:29:57.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disastrous yet Hopeful Day...</title><content type='html'>These few days have been disastrous. Since this year is my last year in CGL, and the first year my sis is in CGL, I've decided to put up a duet just by the two of us during Speech Day - a viola and cello duet. I was all excited and enthusiastic about it. Hoping to put up our best, i arranged the songs with my mum. The tiny 'bean sprout' notes really strained our eyes. Nevertheless, with our enthusiasm and determination, we finally finished arranging our version of the medley Lelaki Ini and Tong Hua. Phewww..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practising with my partner a.k.a. my sister was a pleasure, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She couldn't get the timing right. Feeling disappointed and irritated, i kinda voiced up my frustration in a tone which might have hurt her teeny weeny heart - a harsh and insulting tone. After thinking about it, i realized my mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet again, she was hurt by&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;during String Ensemble practice today. A happy-go-lucky girl, though still inexperienced, is now down with frustration in her. She's lost her dignity, her self-esteem, and deeply hurt by her teacher. I truly understand her now....&lt;br /&gt;However, something that happened during SE today made me highly suspicious of what 'she' has done. Both my close friends Joyce and Patsy have the same thoughts. Jumping to conclusions is a very irrespectful act, but it's such a norm that 'she' is always selfish and egoistic, and therefore, i'd say that it was just a smart hypothesis by us which is still yet to be proven true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened, i just hope that my sis and i will be able to perform during Speech Day - a day for her to expand the wing-span of her creative spirit, a day where she can redeem her dignity and self-esteem, a day where she can show those people her gifts, her talents, and that she can! Deep down in my heart, i really hope that i can make it up to her for what i've done, and to help her be herself again. I'm very grateful to those who have shown me their full support - my friends Joyce,Patsy and Kar Pei, my parents, Pn. Yon, and lastly, but definitely not the least, my dearest sister Xin Zhi......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4353638833271947090-2025598236114960974?l=amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/feeds/2025598236114960974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4353638833271947090&amp;postID=2025598236114960974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/2025598236114960974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4353638833271947090/posts/default/2025598236114960974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amourdoux-alto-sax1808.blogspot.com/2008/07/disastrous-yet-hopeful-day.html' title='Disastrous yet Hopeful Day...'/><author><name>xin ling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16265645019450609806</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PX2rUvuk3GA/SKfzojNKO3I/AAAAAAAAADI/OpWllbV1fdo/S220/P8080879+-+love+it!!.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
