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  <title>Tinkling bells~</title>
  <subtitle>Where happiness resides~</subtitle>
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  <updated>2009-10-02T16:31:35Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flutterbells:30743</id>
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    <title>flutterbells @ 2009-10-03T00:16:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-02T16:31:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-02T16:31:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So today, I spoke to Harsh and this is how it went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me: You know what's funny? I'm practically chinese but I had no idea what to write when we had that China thing.&lt;br /&gt;Harsh: You know what's funny? I'm practically Indian but I have no idea to write for India now.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wait... aren't you kenyan?&lt;br /&gt;Harsh: Yes but it's like how you're here in Australia now&lt;br /&gt;Me: That's right! And India and Kenya are next to each other anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Harsh: ....&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we proceeded onto the next topic&lt;br /&gt;Harsh: Hey you should come to Kenya one day!&lt;br /&gt;Me : Erm.. no.... what if the lion eats me?&lt;br /&gt;Harsh: I live in the city, there are practically no lions there!&lt;br /&gt;Me: You lie.&lt;br /&gt;Harsh: It's just like you see no kangaroos here. Hippos are more dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hippos are cute. Do they die if they come out of the water too long?&lt;br /&gt;Harsh: no... they come out at night.&lt;br /&gt;Me: O.O we can ride them!!!&lt;br /&gt;Harsh: They kill humans.&lt;br /&gt;Me: But but but.... they're so cute! How could that be true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to google the cuties up and this is what I found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/2a/Hippofront.JPG" alt="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/2a/Hippofront.JPG" style="width: 280px; height: 245px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the huge mouth... rotten teeth! And the hair on its mouth!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: From today onwards, hippos are no longer cute to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flutterbells:30323</id>
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    <title>flutterbells @ 2009-09-20T19:50:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-20T11:54:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-20T11:54:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have enemies? Good. That means you've stood up for something, sometime in your life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none ; overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none ; overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;"&gt;~Winston Churchill&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flutterbells:29467</id>
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    <title>Bersyukur~</title>
    <published>2009-09-01T14:02:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-01T14:02:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think people take a lot of things for granted.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flutterbells:28808</id>
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    <title>Tiaras~!</title>
    <published>2009-07-16T12:50:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-16T12:56:53Z</updated>
    <category term="tiara"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I just found my favourite person on Etsy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her crafts are absolutely gorgeous and it does help that she's damn beautiful as well.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt; 												 												 													&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="cursor: pointer;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 235px; height: 297px;" src="http://ny-image2.etsy.com/il_430xN.80091998.jpg" class="grey_border" alt="fly - whimsical wire tiara" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=27844389"&gt;www.etsy.com/view_listing.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since no one we know is getting married anytime soon, &lt;br /&gt;I shall attempt to pester Bert's friend to see if she has a tiara already!&lt;br /&gt;Or someone who's birthday is coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flutterbells:26290</id>
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    <title>The Climb</title>
    <published>2009-06-08T15:38:28Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-08T15:45:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Miley Cyrus ~ The Climb</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can almost see it&lt;br /&gt; That dream I am dreaming&lt;br /&gt; But there's a voice inside my head saying&lt;br /&gt; &amp;quot;You'll never reach it&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Every step I'm taking&lt;br /&gt; Every move I make feels&lt;br /&gt; Lost with no direction&lt;br /&gt; My faith is shaking&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; But I gotta keep trying&lt;br /&gt; Gotta keep my head held high&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; There's always gonna be another mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;br /&gt; Always gonna be a uphill battle&lt;br /&gt; Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Ain't about how fast I get there&lt;br /&gt; Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt; It's the climb&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; The struggles I'm facing&lt;br /&gt; The chances I'm taking&lt;br /&gt; Sometimes might knock me down&lt;br /&gt; But no, I'm not breaking&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I may not know it&lt;br /&gt; But these are the moments that&lt;br /&gt; I'm gonna remember most, yeah&lt;br /&gt; Just gotta keep going&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; And I, I got to be strong&lt;br /&gt; Just keep pushing on&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; 'Cause there's always gonna be another mountain&lt;br /&gt; I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;br /&gt; Always gonna be a uphill battle&lt;br /&gt; Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Ain't about how fast I get there&lt;br /&gt; Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt; It's the climb, yeah!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; There's always gonna be another mountain&lt;br /&gt; I'm always gonna wanna make it move&lt;br /&gt; Always gonna be an uphill battle&lt;br /&gt; Somebody's gonna have to lose&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Ain't about how fast I get there&lt;br /&gt; Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;br /&gt; It's the climb, yeah!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Keep on moving, keep climbing&lt;br /&gt; Keep the faith, baby&lt;br /&gt; It's all about, it's all about the climb&lt;br /&gt; Keep the faith, keep your faith, whoa&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flutterbells:24950</id>
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    <title>Woof!</title>
    <published>2009-05-23T12:07:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-23T12:09:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My next dog could potentially be a rescue dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;They're so well-behaved and have the type of indescribable eyes that make you want to scoop them into your arms, give them a big hug and tell them it's okay now while tearing up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then proceed to the owners to do the same.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flutterbells:24496</id>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Apology Not Accepted</title>
    <published>2009-05-21T06:29:46Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-21T06:29:46Z</updated>
    <category term="writer&amp;apos;s block"/>
    <lj:music>chatter in abacus~</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hmm... I guess the most times I've apologised, it seemed like the apology was accepted though nothing actually changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i think I lack the next step....</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flutterbells:23197</id>
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    <title>Assessment</title>
    <published>2009-04-24T06:13:41Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-24T07:31:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>fray - how to save a life</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Every single time I have an important assessment due, I have the biggest urge to do something creative, beautiful, artistic or delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting kinda annoying really, cause I usually tell myself to just concentrate on work but my mind can't help wandering to my temptations. And when I can't do both, I'll just sleep. I've slept for 30 hours in the past 3 days which means i've slept a little more than one whole day away in three days, not including the time I nap in tutorials and lectures. &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Thanks for all the birthday wishes and presents. I'll update on my birthday later tonight~</content>
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    <title>Have you ever...</title>
    <published>2009-04-01T12:07:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-01T12:12:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Love story~Taylor Swift</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you ever opened your heart enough to trust?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever... trusted a complete stranger&lt;br /&gt;And not feel bad about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though you can't remember anything about him&lt;br /&gt;but the perkiness of his voice&lt;br /&gt;I wish...&lt;br /&gt;I wish that one day when I see him again.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I might not know it's him when the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to deliver these two words to him.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Thank you.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Quotable</title>
    <published>2009-03-13T07:36:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-13T07:36:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Give a man a fish and you will feed him for a day.&lt;br /&gt;Teach a man how to fish and you will feed him for a lifetime.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I wish I could hold myself to the second line. I find myself so worried that while fishing, something might happen to them which is just paranoia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flutterbells:18759</id>
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    <title>Australia~</title>
    <published>2008-12-30T07:34:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-30T07:34:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yesterday, out of boredom, Wei Lyn, KK and I went to watch&amp;nbsp;Australia after aimlessly straying around Queensbay for 5 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect it to be so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize that bulls had the power to draw out my well-kept tears till yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Australia was so.... touching that I teared up 6 times and ended up crying in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Those heartless friends of mine laughed at me when I did.&amp;nbsp;T.T</content>
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    <title>No more!!! No more!!!! T.T</title>
    <published>2008-12-27T19:32:02Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-28T07:19:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So... today I discovered the most amazing thing.&lt;br /&gt;You should all try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chunks of Papaya. Slices of raw carrots. A scoop of vanilla fudge ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All together. In one blender.&lt;br /&gt;Mmm~mmm.... It's just the most exquisite dinner I've had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect concoction to serve unwelcomed visitors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blech!!!! I really really want my solid food now. T.T!!! Even though it's good that I've dropped down to 48kgs temporarily.</content>
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    <title>flutterbells @ 2008-12-19T07:09:00</title>
    <published>2008-12-18T23:14:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-18T23:14:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fort Minor~Where'd you go</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;b&gt;&amp;quot;Where'd You Go?&amp;quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Where'd you go?&lt;br /&gt; I miss you so,&lt;br /&gt; Seems like it's been forever,&lt;br /&gt; That you've been gone.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She said &amp;quot;Some days I feel like shit,&lt;br /&gt; Some days I wanna quit, and just be normal for a bit,&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt; I don't understand why you have to always be gone,&lt;br /&gt; I get along but the trips always feel so long,&lt;br /&gt; And, I find myself trying to stay by the phone,&lt;br /&gt; 'Cause your voice always helps me to not feel so alone,&lt;br /&gt; But I feel like an idiot, workin' my day around the call,&lt;br /&gt; But when I pick up I don't have much to say,&lt;br /&gt; So, I want you to know it's a little fucked up,&lt;br /&gt; That I'm stuck here waitin', at times debatin',&lt;br /&gt; Tellin' you that I've had it with you and your career,&lt;br /&gt; Me and the rest of the family here singing &amp;quot;Where'd you go?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I miss you so,&lt;br /&gt; Seems like it's been forever,&lt;br /&gt; That you've been gone.&lt;br /&gt; Where'd you go?&lt;br /&gt; I miss you so,&lt;br /&gt; Seems like it's been forever,&lt;br /&gt; That you've been gone,&lt;br /&gt; Please come back home...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You know the place where you used to live,&lt;br /&gt; Used to barbecue up burgers and ribs,&lt;br /&gt; Used to have a little party every Halloween with candy by the pile,&lt;br /&gt; But now, you only stop by every once and a while,&lt;br /&gt; Shit, I find myself just fillin' my time,&lt;br /&gt; With anything to keep the thought of you from my mind,&lt;br /&gt; I'm doin' fine, I plan to keep it that way,&lt;br /&gt; You can call me if you find that you have something to say,&lt;br /&gt; And I'll tell you, I want you to know it's a little fucked up,&lt;br /&gt; That I'm stuck here waitin', at times debatin',&lt;br /&gt; Tellin' you that I've had it with you and your career,&lt;br /&gt; Me and the rest of the family here singing &amp;quot;Where'd you go?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I miss you so,&lt;br /&gt; Seems like it's been forever,&lt;br /&gt; That you've been gone.&lt;br /&gt; Where'd you go?&lt;br /&gt; I miss you so,&lt;br /&gt; Seems like it's been forever,&lt;br /&gt; That you've been gone,&lt;br /&gt; Please come back home...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I want you to know it's a little fucked up,&lt;br /&gt; That I'm stuck here waitin', no longer debatin',&lt;br /&gt; Tired of sittin' and hatin' and makin' these excuses,&lt;br /&gt; For why you're not around, and feeling so useless,&lt;br /&gt; It seems one thing has been true all along,&lt;br /&gt; You don't really know what you've got 'til it's gone,&lt;br /&gt; I guess I've had it with you and your career,&lt;br /&gt; When you come back I won't be here and &lt;strong&gt;you can sing it...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Where'd you go?&lt;br /&gt; I miss you so,&lt;br /&gt; Seems like it's been forever,&lt;br /&gt; That you've been gone.&lt;br /&gt; Where'd you go?&lt;br /&gt; I miss you so,&lt;br /&gt; Seems like it's been forever,&lt;br /&gt; That you've been gone,&lt;br /&gt; Please come back home...&lt;br /&gt; Please come back home...&lt;br /&gt; Please come back home...&lt;br /&gt; Please come back home...&lt;br /&gt; Please come back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="2" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Regret</title>
    <published>2008-12-18T23:04:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-18T23:04:25Z</updated>
    <category term="regret"/>
    <category term="quotes; live; life"/>
    <lj:music>Fort Minor~Where'd you go.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div class="ds-list"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;v.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;tr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. &lt;/b&gt; To feel sorry, disappointed, or distressed about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. &lt;/b&gt; To remember with a feeling of loss or sorrow; mourn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="pseg"&gt;&lt;i&gt;v.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;intr.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="ds-single"&gt;To feel regret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="pseg"&gt;&lt;i&gt;n.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. &lt;/b&gt; A sense of loss and longing for someone or something gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. &lt;/b&gt; A feeling of disappointment or distress about something that one wishes could be different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ds-list"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. &lt;/b&gt;  &lt;b&gt;regrets&lt;/b&gt; A courteous expression of regret, especially at having to decline an invitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quotes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Many of us crucify ourselves between two thieves - regret for the past and fear of the future&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Fulton Oursler&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;If only. Those must be the two saddest words in the world.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ Mercedes Lackey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Is it really so difficult to tell a good action from a bad one? I think one usually knows right away or a moment afterward, in a horrid flash of regret.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Mary McCarthy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Alexander Graham Bell&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;quot;Forget regret or your life is yours to miss&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Johnathan Larson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;A man is not old until his regrets take the place of his dreams&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Proverb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I regret every chance I missed at protecting myself from being hurt&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Anonymous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>List of movies I want to watch!</title>
    <published>2008-12-17T09:49:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-28T19:11:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;List of movies to watch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;1. Twilight &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;with Lyn, Si &amp;amp; Theng&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;2.Body of Lies &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;with parents&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Wild Child (KL/Perth)&lt;br /&gt;4. Transporter 3&lt;br /&gt;5.Bolt with Bert&lt;br /&gt;6.Beast stalker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;7. Yesman with Lynnie, Si and maybe Theng&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now make appointments!&amp;nbsp;XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Losing it all...</title>
    <published>2008-12-16T13:10:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-16T14:06:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you ever felt like you're losing everything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And knew a reason for your loss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's worth losing everything for?&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>So Close~</title>
    <published>2008-12-10T19:43:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-11T15:55:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Jon Mclaughlin ~ So Close</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;strike&gt;You&amp;rsquo;re in my arms&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And all the world is calm&lt;br /&gt; The music playing on &lt;strike&gt;for only two&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strike&gt;So close together&lt;br /&gt; And when I&amp;rsquo;m with you&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/strike&gt;So close to feeling alive&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;A life goes by &lt;br /&gt; Romantic dreams will stop&lt;br /&gt; So I bid mine goodbye and never knew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So close was waiting, waiting here with you&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strike&gt;And now forever I know&lt;br /&gt; All that I wanted to hold you&lt;br /&gt; So close&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; So close to reaching that famous happy end&lt;br /&gt; Almost believing this was not pretend&lt;br /&gt; And now you&amp;rsquo;re beside me and look how far we&amp;rsquo;ve come&lt;br /&gt; So far we are so close &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;how could I face the faceless days&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If I should lose you now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We&amp;rsquo;re so close&lt;br /&gt; To reaching that famous happy end&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strike&gt;And almost believing this was not pretend&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Let&amp;rsquo;s go on dreaming for we know we are&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strike&gt;So close &lt;br /&gt; So close&lt;br /&gt; And&lt;/strike&gt; still so far&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>flutterbells @ 2008-11-26T01:16:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-25T16:16:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-25T16:16:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;h4 class="quiztitle"&gt;&lt;a class="quiztitle" href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcerealareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Cereal Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" border="0" align="center" width="350"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee" align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt; You Are Fruit Loops &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;img height="100" width="100" src="http://blogthings.cachefly.net/whatkindofcerealareyouquiz/fruitloops.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;font color="#000000"&gt; You're very fun loving and easily bored.&lt;br /&gt; You need everything in your life to be over the top.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You are definitely attracted to shiny and colorful objects.&lt;br /&gt; If kids love something, you tend to love it as well.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; You a very short attention span and are easily distracted.&lt;br /&gt; You are likely to eat something very random for breakfast... or forget to eat it at all. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Fear 'em~</title>
    <published>2008-11-09T13:57:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-09T13:57:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Exams exams exams.... Bah, they drive me crazy and when i think of those 5 letter words, all senses leave me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't help when i have chocolate and it drives me into crazy laughing fits... and makes me skip/jump around the house XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my body is temporarily/permanently stuck on the flight mode of fight and flight. I do nothing but run away from everything lately. Which explains why i spend 60% of the day asleep instead of studying....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah... this time tomorrow, i would be a happier person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, tu-du-luuuue~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt; Zzz....&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I mean back to study...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Melody...or not.</title>
    <published>2008-11-07T05:34:56Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-07T06:25:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Utada Hikaru ~ Final Distance</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bah... my eyes are stinging so much I can barely hold them open.. I had to nap for awhile for my eyes to recover before getting back to work. *sleepy* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;For those of you who have been wondering why I've been listening to utada hikaru's final distance so often lately is because it's honestly good. I think it was used in Kingdom Hearts II. I find songs that are used in the Final&amp;nbsp;Fantasy and Kingdom Hearts series really touching... So if you ever need a cry, just look them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that I get influenced really easily by songs lately. Songs that I've been listening to before this were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Siti Nurhaliza - Bukan cinta biasa&lt;br /&gt;- Yes... I&amp;nbsp;really&amp;nbsp;listened to a Malay song... Someone sang it at our uni's Pasar Malam and I got hooked since then.&amp;nbsp;She looks so pretty in PV. Makes me wonder what happened to her after marrying Datuk K.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Siti Nurhaliza - Percayalah&lt;br /&gt;- Suprise! Suprise! Another malay song... I branched out to this song from Bukan Cinta Biasa and it's a really calm, balld-ish type of a song but might not suit everyone's tastes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Jon Mclaughlin ~ So Close&lt;br /&gt;- I'm pretty sure half of you know this song! The infamous song used for the dance in Enchanted. What else is there to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Fray - How to Save a Life&lt;br /&gt;- Jon sang this song at one of our karaokes and the lyrics reminded me of things that were really prominent in my early teenage life, when I was in Form 2, I think. A lot of crazy things were happening then. Though no one actually took their own life, the relationship of my classmates and other schoolmates were very strained and there were bullying. Even though I felt like I didn't do much, that one friend of mine assured me that I did and for once, I actually felt that I was useful... without even trying. Though I really wished that I could have been more mature and caring then. And if I wasn't so caught up in myself,&amp;nbsp;i would have been able to extend a larger area of my shoulder for her to cry on. For someone like her who actually needed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it also reminds me of all the friends and strangers that I've stayed up till late with and those who have stayed up late with me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Utada Hikaru - Final Distance&lt;br /&gt;- Bluek... you already know. Like I said before, I honestly think it's a lovely emotional song and has a cool PV too.&amp;nbsp;This is the best piece I've heard from utada hikaru so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) X japan - Tears Piano Version&lt;br /&gt;- Bert plays it really well. Nice little ballad that makes me want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah.. everything makes me want to cry lately. And I'm in this super emotional sentimental mood just when I'm supposed to be studying but all I want to do is to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of when I was in high school and doing that Cambridge english thing with Erican and we had to do a lot of writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could never write properly and the teacher say that&amp;nbsp;I produce borderline essays when I was happy. She was always most pleased with my writing when I wrote it with my tears. I think the entire class thought I was this arrogant pampered child when they had no idea how much of my tears I've spilled and how much my heart had bled onto that piece of&amp;nbsp;paper. Which of course, had nothing to do with them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only times I've done my Cambridge essays&amp;nbsp;were when I couldn't cope with high school and my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder what I really want. I've been in Science. I've been in Commerce and still I can't find the place to belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also makes me wonder if things are most beautiful when you have to sacrifice for it.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>Children Story~</title>
    <published>2008-11-06T15:51:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-06T15:58:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Utada Hikaru~Final Distance</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once upon a time, there was a bee princess name Bethwyn Love&lt;br /&gt; who one day decides to embark on an exciting journey&lt;br /&gt; with her best friend, the peacock&lt;br /&gt; to find the beautiful rainbow&lt;br /&gt; in the Land that never Shines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They search and search and search&lt;br /&gt; for years and years and years&lt;br /&gt; but never come upon that rumoured beautiful rainbow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus, the dear Beth was disheartened,&lt;br /&gt;And so was the pretty peacock&lt;br /&gt;for its lovely friend had tears streaming down her cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;This is completely useless!&amp;quot; Beth cried&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;How shall I ever find a rainbow where there's no sun?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing its best friend cry so hard,&lt;br /&gt;the little peacock's heart felt like it could break&lt;br /&gt;and it asked Bethwyn Love&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Why is it that you seek the suns and rainbows?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I might not have seen much&lt;br /&gt;for I'm a ground-rooted bird&lt;br /&gt;whose wings will never carry me near the skies&lt;br /&gt;where the rainbows and suns would be&lt;br /&gt;But from where I am here,&lt;br /&gt;On this hard ground,&lt;br /&gt;I can only reach for you&lt;br /&gt;And see you&lt;br /&gt;And you're the most beautiful person to me&lt;br /&gt;And I shall need nothing more&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why I cried so much while writing that out... I managed to type out the beginning when I was about to reply to your message last night,&amp;nbsp;Beth but I got tired halfway through and decided to post it here instead. So that you may peruse it when you wake up tomorrow morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping to ask you to cheer up at the end of this post but it's a little hard to type that now eh?&amp;nbsp;*shuffles awkwardly*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>In your head...</title>
    <published>2008-11-04T07:06:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-04T22:13:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I wish someone had told me this. A long time before now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was sitting around in borders when i stumbled upon this book. It didn't really have a catchy name and it was alike the books surrounding it. The same boring covers with dollars signs on it, same boring finance references.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere among those boring books, lay another seemingly similar boring book that was somehow different, in the way it called out to my wandering fingers whom embraced it with indifference, lifting the material to its owner's eyes to be perused. The first few pages had words on the author's life. Of how he made a big profit from a business to falling victim to bankrupty and rising from the ashes to earn a million a year now. (Inner clockworks: this is actually kinda interesting...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the part of the book that had the most impact on me lay on the page behind, advice on how to choose and grow a business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Choose something that you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know of people whom have chosen business in industries that they hate but would make them a lot of money. That is plausible. However, if you choose a business that you hate, you might end up hating it so much that you need a reason to stop doing it. And the easiest way to achieve that is to make the business fail. Even if you're not consciously making it fail, you're subconsciously contributing to its failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note:&lt;br /&gt;1. Try substituting career and study choices in to that principle.&lt;br /&gt;2. Try substituting relationships into that principle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-dah! That was it. For someone like me who believes that if I try hard enough, I could do anything. For someone like me who thinks love for a certain thing can be developed, that was new news. Part of my life finally made sense to me. The only thing that's left to do is to find something I love or something for which my love can be developed for. Though it's kinda sad that I've been contributing to some of the things that I've failed in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha... I've just wasted your time for reading that. It might not make sense to you ^____^ But it makes sense to me! I've finally found my reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Chocolate pretzels are delicious! Shame on you people who don't know how to appreciate it!</content>
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    <title>Colour quiz~</title>
    <published>2008-10-24T03:48:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-24T03:58:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="1" bgcolor="#d8bfd8" width="50%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;big&gt;you are thistle&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#D8BFD8&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size="-1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominant hues are red and blue. You're confident and like showing people new ideas. You play well with others and can be very influential if you want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your saturation level is very low - you have better things to do than jump headfirst into every little project. You make sure your actions are going to really accomplish something before you start because you hate wasting energy making everyone else think you're working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your outlook on life is bright. You see good things in situations where others may not be able to, and it frustrates you to see them get down on everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://spacefem.com/quizzes/colors"&gt;the spacefem.com html color quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Stolen from BertieMonster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaction to quiz: Is that so? *raises eyebrow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Breakfast Ideas</title>
    <published>2008-10-19T07:44:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-19T07:44:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bukan Cinta Biasa</lj:music>
    <content type="html">What do you usually have for Breakfast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Please don't say cereal bars. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; i'll vomit)&lt;br /&gt;I've run out of ideas and sometimes I'm in such a hurry that I'm forced to skip it</content>
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    <title>Teh Goldfish~</title>
    <published>2008-10-02T15:54:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-02T15:55:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A goldfish that was kept in a bowl of water wailed &amp;quot;Nobody knows when i cry because I'm in the water.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bowl says, &amp;quot;I know when you're crying because your tears fall into my heart.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;~Anonymous</content>
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