<?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-7893204350076813900</id><updated>2012-02-01T22:51:53.826+08:00</updated><category term='pictures'/><category term='education'/><category term='pei_pictures'/><category term='pei_days'/><category term='pei_thinks'/><category term='pei_work'/><category term='pei_just blabbing'/><category term='pei_life'/><category term='event'/><category term='Pei_Birthday'/><category term='horoscope'/><category term='Tags'/><category term='artist'/><category term='pei_scheduled post'/><category term='music and lyric'/><category term='travel'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='pei_outing'/><category term='pei_friends'/><category term='pei_feelings and mood'/><category term='pei_just crap'/><category term='pei_memories'/><category term='friends'/><category term='pei_quickie'/><category term='Tag'/><category term='pei_cny'/><category term='daily life'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='personal'/><category term='pei_youtube'/><category term='random'/><category term='pei_tag'/><category term='pei_thoughts'/><category term='job 09&apos;'/><category term='pei_national service'/><category term='pei_studies'/><category term='Random 09&apos;'/><category term='pei_family'/><category term='unfortunate event'/><category term='festival'/><category term='feelings'/><category term='facts'/><category term='pei_favour'/><category term='blogskin'/><category term='pei_event'/><category term='outings'/><category term='pei_failure'/><category term='fun'/><category term='pei_random'/><category term='national service'/><category term='diary of the year'/><category term='pei_personal'/><category term='pei_college'/><title type='text'>It's all about her ♥</title><subtitle type='html'>Cherish yesterday, Dream tomorrow, Live today.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>791</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-5801852332557077380</id><published>2012-02-01T22:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T22:51:54.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes people don't notice the things we do for them until we stop doing them.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0832" border="0" alt="IMAG0832" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-OdeEPs9FBPU/TylRfrtX1GI/AAAAAAAACic/xpyCcGOpByo/IMAG0832%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Still in the holiday mood.&lt;br&gt;Spend my days with friends, play cards and watch them mahjong&lt;br&gt;I feel so unproductive but relax.&lt;br&gt;No pressure.&lt;br&gt;No stress.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I was surprised that&amp;nbsp; I feel empty.&lt;br&gt;I guess I’m the type that like to be occupy&lt;br&gt;and have something to do.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5622_" border="0" alt="IMG_5622_" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-YKMgQpDhOuw/TylRg_g_YjI/AAAAAAAACik/J5fMAyYobUE/IMG_5622_%25255B6%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="440" height="380"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Bai nin with Dac 25 classmates.&lt;br&gt;not many pictures taken&amp;nbsp; #fail&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;till then,&lt;br&gt;Xoxo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-5801852332557077380?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5801852332557077380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2012/02/sometimes-people-don-notice-things-we.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/5801852332557077380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/5801852332557077380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2012/02/sometimes-people-don-notice-things-we.html' title='Sometimes people don&amp;#39;t notice the things we do for them until we stop doing them.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-OdeEPs9FBPU/TylRfrtX1GI/AAAAAAAACic/xpyCcGOpByo/s72-c/IMAG0832%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-461180301783798244</id><published>2012-01-28T22:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T22:17:30.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy CNY ! :D despite the festive mood fades every year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5396" border="0" alt="IMG_5396" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-wV3W0sE6Ooo/TyQDTDWKFTI/AAAAAAAAChQ/ARXFToZT6Nc/IMG_5396%25255B21%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="296" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Hello readers ! :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;First of all, &lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Chinese New Year&lt;br&gt;Gong Hei Fatt Choy !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;CNY is all about reunion, angpaus, wishes, new clothes, gambling, foods, drinks, lion dance etc.&lt;br&gt;and of course, Family and Friends :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyway, CNY is not very happening in my family.&lt;br&gt;Maybe cus we celebrate in KL.&lt;br&gt;and I come from a small family&lt;br&gt;No big group excitement D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5460" border="0" alt="IMG_5460" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-wf_iuLJeGYI/TyQDUrkHyHI/AAAAAAAAChY/6XVv4nMTngw/IMG_5460%25255B29%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5461" border="0" alt="IMG_5461" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-G8N9q14Tf1g/TyQDWHkJzVI/AAAAAAAAChg/42beC80WOH4/IMG_5461%25255B10%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Drove cousins to pavilion on first day of CNY !&lt;br&gt;surprisingly, it was very crowded D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5450" border="0" alt="IMG_5450" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-l0QoYOp83mg/TyQDXAt2xfI/AAAAAAAACho/sAVmCBfNciQ/IMG_5450%25255B7%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt; Noticed the “no photography sign” on the mirror after camwhoring :O&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5512" border="0" alt="IMG_5512" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-fnEhYVHJ8jY/TyQDYeTjA6I/AAAAAAAAChw/1eAfjhPV_6I/IMG_5512%25255B8%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sick on the second day of CNY, vomited after I reach home from bai nin&amp;nbsp; :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5549" border="0" alt="IMG_5549" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-r8giW8G6syI/TyQDZoqwXwI/AAAAAAAACh4/PvY3k5hTXgU/IMG_5549%25255B5%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;She kept us entertain &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5560" border="0" alt="IMG_5560" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-MvPO3rp-WHA/TyQDa-V-y-I/AAAAAAAACiA/0Ldsm-ZYYT8/IMG_5560%25255B7%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My favorite toys when I was a kid :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5561" border="0" alt="IMG_5561" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-cD2l0Agh0cs/TyQDcFFh9kI/AAAAAAAACiI/lYHA4xehjYI/IMG_5561%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;the nicest thing I can shape besides the hamburgers -.-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_5590" border="0" alt="IMG_5590" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-L2GkpfWKO4A/TyQDeAIXy8I/AAAAAAAACiQ/dsfuC2ZaJig/IMG_5590%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;till then,&lt;br&gt;XOXO&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;PS: notice the like button below ? please click okok ? &lt;strong&gt;.__. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-461180301783798244?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/461180301783798244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-cny-d-despite-festive-mood-fades.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/461180301783798244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/461180301783798244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-cny-d-despite-festive-mood-fades.html' title='Happy CNY ! :D despite the festive mood fades every year.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-wV3W0sE6Ooo/TyQDTDWKFTI/AAAAAAAAChQ/ARXFToZT6Nc/s72-c/IMG_5396%25255B21%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-563737214944114921</id><published>2012-01-20T02:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T02:08:15.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The only thing worse than not feeling anything was feeling everything. - Jodi Picoult</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="tsj6bM9k1qe0hneo1_500" border="0" alt="tsj6bM9k1qe0hneo1_500" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-jsdWtK8PHWI/TxhcDQT25lI/AAAAAAAAChE/k15YSAPCj84/tsj6bM9k1qe0hneo1_500%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="334"&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Played a psychology game with friends and the result is quite accurate O.O I was frightened. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I think I should do something or make a change on how I see things.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I am tired being stubborn and firm on my principles,&lt;br&gt;who knows I am happier this way :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;on the other note, &lt;br&gt;Chinese New Year Mood where are you ?? -.-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Signing off, goodnight !&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-563737214944114921?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/563737214944114921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2012/01/only-thing-worse-than-not-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/563737214944114921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/563737214944114921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2012/01/only-thing-worse-than-not-feeling.html' title='The only thing worse than not feeling anything was feeling everything. - Jodi Picoult'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-jsdWtK8PHWI/TxhcDQT25lI/AAAAAAAAChE/k15YSAPCj84/s72-c/tsj6bM9k1qe0hneo1_500%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-3992912445257800104</id><published>2012-01-17T00:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T00:39:23.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words are not enough to make someone feel you care for them. You will always need a little effort to convince them that you really care.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="dKmKu1qjh2ijo1_500" border="0" alt="dKmKu1qjh2ijo1_500" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-FhIYI7Rfvv4/TxRSuRHnabI/AAAAAAAACg4/RiAfcNz1hCE/dKmKu1qjh2ijo1_500%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="330"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;thoughts can be so out of hand.&lt;br&gt;thoughts can be not within our control&lt;br&gt;But how we deal with it can make a difference&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;At some point of time,&lt;br&gt;I keep telling myself something good will happen&lt;br&gt;I just need to stay positive&lt;br&gt;I was hoping for something great to happen&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;However,&lt;br&gt;I came to realize that I can’t take it anymore&lt;br&gt;even my friends are telling me to stop&lt;br&gt;Not to say I’m giving up&lt;br&gt;I just don’t want to expect anything&lt;br&gt;Maybe I am better off this way.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;till then,&lt;br&gt;Xoxo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-3992912445257800104?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3992912445257800104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2012/01/words-are-not-enough-to-make-someone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/3992912445257800104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/3992912445257800104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2012/01/words-are-not-enough-to-make-someone.html' title='Words are not enough to make someone feel you care for them. You will always need a little effort to convince them that you really care.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-FhIYI7Rfvv4/TxRSuRHnabI/AAAAAAAACg4/RiAfcNz1hCE/s72-c/dKmKu1qjh2ijo1_500%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-2659145635049077988</id><published>2012-01-15T01:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T01:04:56.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Butterflies can't see their wings. They can't see how beautiful they are, but everyone else can. People are like that."</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="ODTA1r9wvmdo1_500" border="0" alt="ODTA1r9wvmdo1_500" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Vwqqn4p8g6c/TxG1tX1HTWI/AAAAAAAACgw/8g3yOdUYzIM/ODTA1r9wvmdo1_500%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="374" height="485"&gt;Sometimes, something simple like this is enough :)&lt;br&gt;At least you know you crossed a person mind the moment he/she wakes up.&lt;br&gt;I always wanted to send and receive message like this.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#1cd578" size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Yay &lt;strong&gt;semester break&lt;/strong&gt; until February 6th ! &lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I shall start reading my collection of self-help books,&lt;br&gt;clean my room, have enough sleep and relax!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#1cd578" size="4"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;first&lt;strong&gt; FAS committee outing&lt;/strong&gt; was awesome!&lt;br&gt;We clicked so well during the trip&lt;br&gt;I didn’t expect we can get along so well &lt;br&gt;and I thought the trip would be rather boring and dull &lt;br&gt;but I was completely wrong and shocked by their craziness!!&lt;br&gt;Love them ! &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Signing off,&lt;br&gt;Xoxo&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;PS: New blogskin for 2012 ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-2659145635049077988?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2659145635049077988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2012/01/can-see-their-wings-they-can-see-how.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/2659145635049077988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/2659145635049077988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2012/01/can-see-their-wings-they-can-see-how.html' title='&amp;quot;Butterflies can&amp;#39;t see their wings. They can&amp;#39;t see how beautiful they are, but everyone else can. People are like that.&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Vwqqn4p8g6c/TxG1tX1HTWI/AAAAAAAACgw/8g3yOdUYzIM/s72-c/ODTA1r9wvmdo1_500%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-8259575055051020769</id><published>2012-01-08T00:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T00:08:32.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep calm and study</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I suppose to be doing my revision for Financial reporting paper now :X&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;thoughts can be so disturbing at times and the amount of stress in me is making it worst :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m trying to stay positive and not letting myself to think so much in these 3 days. I have to focus on FR. I don’t want to screw it again, phobia lah =.= &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Can’t wait for semester breaks ! I have so many plans :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="etljoIr1r08qs8o1_500" border="0" alt="etljoIr1r08qs8o1_500" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-nB3BAXeaM64/Twht_hCCSxI/AAAAAAAACgc/5GS7G4vsNNM/etljoIr1r08qs8o1_500%25255B6%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="463" height="542"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyone can explain this to me ?&lt;br&gt;I don’t get most of it D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Till then,&lt;br&gt;Xoxo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-8259575055051020769?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8259575055051020769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2012/01/keep-calm-and-study.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/8259575055051020769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/8259575055051020769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2012/01/keep-calm-and-study.html' title='Keep calm and study'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-nB3BAXeaM64/Twht_hCCSxI/AAAAAAAACgc/5GS7G4vsNNM/s72-c/etljoIr1r08qs8o1_500%25255B6%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-2462117126697552064</id><published>2012-01-05T21:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T21:09:15.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to live, not just survive</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;“ The damage was permanent; there would always be scars. But even the angriest scars faded over time until it was difficult to see them written on the skin at all, and the only thing that remained was the memory of how painful it had been. “ - Jodi Picoult&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-2462117126697552064?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2462117126697552064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-want-to-live-not-just-survive.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/2462117126697552064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/2462117126697552064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-want-to-live-not-just-survive.html' title='I want to live, not just survive'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-5432938796020195213</id><published>2012-01-01T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T21:37:08.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I forget to remember how really wonderful life can be. So I’m trying not to do that anymore. - One Tree Hill</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I have a hard time thinking of things I want to achieve in year 2012. I don’t want to set a very long list . here it is, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;My 2012 resolutions :&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080" size="3"&gt;1. To pass all my internal and external ACCA papers.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This would be the common goal of every AFA students. To be frank, I am so afraid I cannot make it. Finger crossed. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080" size="3"&gt;2. Learn parking and remember roads.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I can drive but I can’t park and I suck with directions =.= Time to improve on that. Maybe I shall drive out more often ? :P&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;3. Voluntary works.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;I should do something for the needy ones and animal shelters. But I don’t know where to start!! And I need a partner or a group of friends to do this with me. Anyone interested please let me know?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080" size="3"&gt;4. Learn Make ups.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I like make ups, it gives me a type of confidence I cannot have with my bare face. just don’t over do it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080" size="3"&gt;5. Chin’s family&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Spend more time with the family.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080" size="3"&gt;6. Read and write in Chinese&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;it’s my mother tongue ! I need to go for classes.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080" size="3"&gt;7. Self-Improvements&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;this will never go wrong :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080" size="3"&gt;8. Gain Weight &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Too skinny :O idk why very hard for me to gain weight -.-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="wtg1qjfucho1_500" border="0" alt="wtg1qjfucho1_500" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-7WAF2j6_tDQ/TwBhgiArRWI/AAAAAAAACgU/7eAT5Xl0IJE/wtg1qjfucho1_5006.png?imgmax=800" width="500" height="287"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Happy New Year !&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;till then,&lt;br&gt;Xoxo.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-5432938796020195213?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5432938796020195213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2012/01/sometimes-i-forget-to-remember-how.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/5432938796020195213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/5432938796020195213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2012/01/sometimes-i-forget-to-remember-how.html' title='Sometimes I forget to remember how really wonderful life can be. So I’m trying not to do that anymore. - One Tree Hill'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-7WAF2j6_tDQ/TwBhgiArRWI/AAAAAAAACgU/7eAT5Xl0IJE/s72-c/wtg1qjfucho1_5006.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-5665912888928086880</id><published>2011-12-31T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T23:44:16.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 2011 reviews</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;2011 had been a happening year for me full with ups and downs. I want to highlight a few moments in 2011. Indeed, I grew up a lot this year. I learn from mistakes and people in my surrounding. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;1. Graduated from Diploma&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_4778" border="0" alt="IMG_4778" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-nznmrh9Cv9c/Tv8temowtrI/AAAAAAAACeU/DBEN4fd5KbI/IMG_4778%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;with Family &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. ACCA Conference Camp &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;First time joining camp in college. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="225879_10150196698178880_670778879_7192543_3328184_n" border="0" alt="225879_10150196698178880_670778879_7192543_3328184_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/--ZDK2P-0VvA/Tv8thAnmdJI/AAAAAAAACec/iNLwwZsdh_8/225879_10150196698178880_670778879_7192543_3328184_n%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="349"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Great experience and new friends &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;3. Penang, Kedah Trip&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PP_0168" border="0" alt="PP_0168" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-r0Nqfzrrmk8/Tv8tiZ_W8wI/AAAAAAAACek/nFCsxuzCUag/PP_0168%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="427"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="PP_0270" border="0" alt="PP_0270" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-irTQOvaryWY/Tv8tj-SqGXI/AAAAAAAACes/JNzaissHluA/PP_0270%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="427"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The bunch of friends :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;4. Singapore trip &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_3603" border="0" alt="IMG_3603" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-0BQc9NSi71M/Tv8tk4AUtWI/AAAAAAAACew/zaynmva5WBY/IMG_3603%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;universal studios &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_3905" border="0" alt="IMG_3905" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-PTzu2HsQIPc/Tv8tlunex1I/AAAAAAAACe8/aSBnks-X8f0/IMG_3905%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;the can can hat I bought for 12 singapore dollar.&lt;br&gt;They told me not to buy cus I won’t wear it in KL&lt;br&gt;they were right :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;5. Part time jobs&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I tried Pc fair promoter jobs and telemarketing this year. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_1664" border="0" alt="IMG_1664" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-BLrmvpedr4A/Tv8tm13wcFI/AAAAAAAACfA/_hVBSOoIReI/IMG_1664%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;br&gt;working on my birthday :(&lt;br&gt;No wonder I can’t recall how I celebrated -.-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;6. MCD Run&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="281943_2249333117943_1386660709_2689912_8173891_n" border="0" alt="281943_2249333117943_1386660709_2689912_8173891_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ly1euzZ8Krg/Tv8toAAq1YI/AAAAAAAACfM/PBQYGZcXFJg/281943_2249333117943_1386660709_2689912_8173891_n%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="478"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Finished the 7km !! Proud of myself T.T&lt;br&gt;I don’t exercise frequently.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;7. KPMG BEST Camp&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_3427" border="0" alt="IMG_3427" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Xe6lqPW95Uk/Tv8tpLel7XI/AAAAAAAACfU/nu4oLydW37A/IMG_3427%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_3338" border="0" alt="IMG_3338" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-C5KEUrgB9Yg/Tv8trPX-AUI/AAAAAAAACfc/247OvCtQF24/IMG_3338%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Team Unanimous ! =D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;8. KPMG Best Camp ( Final presentation)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_4647" border="0" alt="IMG_4647" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-GuD93qC_84E/Tv8tsUB0IzI/AAAAAAAACfk/0VuxIvs-SWg/IMG_4647%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_4670" border="0" alt="IMG_4670" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/--UG12h2in28/Tv8ttpruLjI/AAAAAAAACfs/s3S5lUgfO_s/IMG_4670%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;9. Hammie &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0463" border="0" alt="IMAG0463" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-jr1SDXAecC0/Tv8tvacTl5I/AAAAAAAACf0/JZae0_Z9CQ0/IMAG0463%25255B7%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;love :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;10. enrolled in AFA&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_4881" border="0" alt="IMG_4881" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-2aff_Koa5_I/Tv8twgrzgvI/AAAAAAAACf8/ye9f3rUCS2A/IMG_4881%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;PArt of AFA 5 ! XD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;11. Financial Accounting Society (FAS)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;went for the interview, I was really nervous and I kept stammering when they ask me to share something about myself in 30seconds. Luckily, my nervousness ended after the 30s. Then, I am selected to go for the voting to fight for assistant treasurer position. Yes, I won and is part of the board now :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;12. Single #foreveralone&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0751" border="0" alt="IMAG0751" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-lVa7cWJqtmQ/Tv8tyOmkhNI/AAAAAAAACgE/NYRr4BWASTU/IMAG0751%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Still single and available XD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;13. My Crush&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Friends said there is no chance between me and him/ he doesn’t suit me/with his qualifications, he can find someone better than me/ he is busy, no time to spend with you and etc etc&lt;br&gt;nevermind, it’s okay.. He is still my crush. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;I’m just stupid like this.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;14. Friends&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We know who are our real friends when we are in difficulties =) &lt;br&gt;That’s not really hard to differentiate because time prove everything. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;friends are not those who come first but those who came and never left. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;15. Mommy and Daddy&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I love you. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;16. my love hate relationship&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_1037" border="0" alt="IMG_1037" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-eDb4oC81s-w/Tv8tzo-SgFI/AAAAAAAACgM/EHfQgySYFNQ/IMG_1037%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My favorite bitch aka sister :P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Till then,&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Happy New Year ! &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Time to think of my 2012 resolutions ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-5665912888928086880?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5665912888928086880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-2011-reviews.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/5665912888928086880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/5665912888928086880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-2011-reviews.html' title='My 2011 reviews'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-nznmrh9Cv9c/Tv8temowtrI/AAAAAAAACeU/DBEN4fd5KbI/s72-c/IMG_4778%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-3432064136121137022</id><published>2011-12-29T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T00:23:21.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more bittersweet than I expected</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I had a really weird dream few days ago. I dreamed someone gave me his password =.= Can I try logging in to check if my dream is accurate anot ??! -.-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don’t waste time asking myself questions which I have no answer. Life is happier this way because I am so negative when it comes to certain issue. I don’t want to make myself sad and emo over things I can’t prove at this moment. Life is better this way. If its good, I am so contented and if it is not good, just don’t think too much about it. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;the mouth can deny but the heart won’t lie :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;till then,&lt;br&gt;Xoxo. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-3432064136121137022?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3432064136121137022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/12/more-bittersweet-than-i-expected.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/3432064136121137022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/3432064136121137022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/12/more-bittersweet-than-i-expected.html' title='more bittersweet than I expected'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-1887777176119275208</id><published>2011-12-18T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T23:35:09.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hugging is a form of communication, it can say things you don’t have the words for.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="GI1qe49wpo1_500" border="0" alt="GI1qe49wpo1_500" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-BbXl7JDVtTk/Tu4IKopTN-I/AAAAAAAACeA/tWj1eV2KrXo/GI1qe49wpo1_5005.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="333"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;grab me, I’m about to fall D:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-1887777176119275208?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1887777176119275208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/12/hugging-is-form-of-communication-it-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1887777176119275208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1887777176119275208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/12/hugging-is-form-of-communication-it-can.html' title='Hugging is a form of communication, it can say things you don’t have the words for.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-BbXl7JDVtTk/Tu4IKopTN-I/AAAAAAAACeA/tWj1eV2KrXo/s72-c/GI1qe49wpo1_5005.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-8024424070766016847</id><published>2011-12-13T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T23:34:22.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All we need is comfort.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Flipping my textbook but I couldn’t concentrate. I don’t know why, I just couldn’t focus since yesterday night :( So many thoughts are playing in my mind and I think I should blog some of it. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Why do people tend to look at the dark side ? why we judge a person from all the mistakes they had done in the past ? why look into the past ? Not everyone but it is very common, we judge a person from their past. I cannot deny, I did that too. Why can’t we give people a chance to change before judging?&amp;nbsp; Then we can decide whether that person deserve a second chance or not. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When you cannot utter words you want to say, not because you don’t dare but you have no chance . &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;( found this passage in facebook , like this !! )&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;EVERY GIRL SHOULD READ THIS..!! WRITTEN BY A GUY..&lt;br&gt;Girls need to realize: We guys don't care if you talk to other guys. We don't care if you're friends with other guys. But when you're sitting next to us, and some random guy walks into the room and you jump up and tackle him, without even introducing us, yeah, it pisses us off. It doesn't help if you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes without even acknowledging the fact that we're still there. We don't care if a guy calls&amp;gt;OR TEXTS&amp;lt; you, but at 2 in the morning we do get a little concerned. Nothing is that important at 2 a.m. That it can't wait till the morning. Also, when we tell you you're pretty/beautiful/gorgeous/cute/stunning, we freaking mean it. Don't tell us we're wrong. We'll stop trying to convince you. The sexiest thing about a girl is confidence. Yeah, you can quote me. Don't be mad when we hold the door open. Take Advantage of the mood I'm in. Let us pay for you! Don't 'feel bad' We enjoy doing it. It's expected. Smile and say 'thank you. Kiss us when no one's watching. If you kiss us when you know somebody's looking, we'll be more impressed. You don't have to get dressed up for us. If we're going out with you in the first place, you don't have to feel the need to wear the shortest skirt you have or put on every kind of makeup you own. We like you for who you are and not what you are. Honestly, i think a girl looks more beautiful when she's just in her pj's. or my tshirt and boxers, not all dolled up. Don't take everything we say seriously. Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. See the beauty in it. Don't get angry easily. Stop using magazines/media as your bible. Don't talk about how hot Chris Brown, Brad Pitt, or Jesse McCartney is in front of us.&lt;br&gt;It's boring, and we don't care. You have girlfriends for that. Whatever happened to the word "handsome'/ 'beautiful' I'd be utterly stunned by a girl who greeted me with 'Hey handsome!' instead of 'Hey baby/ stud/ cutie/sexy' or whatever else you can think of. On the other hand I'm not saying I wouldn't like it ether.&lt;br&gt;Girls, I cannot stress this enough: &lt;strong&gt;if you aren't being treated right by a guy, don't wait for him to change!&lt;/strong&gt;!!!! Ditch his sorry butt, disgrace to the male population and find someone who will treat you with utter respect.&lt;br&gt;Someone who will honor your morals.&lt;br&gt;Someone who will make you smile when you're at your lowest.&lt;br&gt;Someone who will care for you even when you make mistakes.&lt;br&gt;Someone who will love you, no matter how bad you make them feel.&lt;br&gt;Someone who will stop what they're doing just to look you in the eyes....and say 'i love you' ..and actually mean it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="1qja2cbo1_500" border="0" alt="1qja2cbo1_500" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-sNMBix2YEsc/TudwfHCJxBI/AAAAAAAACd0/2G6_r1JH76U/1qja2cbo1_500%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="281"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Till then,&lt;br&gt;XOXO&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-8024424070766016847?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8024424070766016847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/12/all-we-need-is-comfort.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/8024424070766016847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/8024424070766016847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/12/all-we-need-is-comfort.html' title='All we need is comfort.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-sNMBix2YEsc/TudwfHCJxBI/AAAAAAAACd0/2G6_r1JH76U/s72-c/1qja2cbo1_500%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-8457454243844847056</id><published>2011-12-09T23:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T23:10:54.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Finally no more assignments for this semester!!! :D&lt;br&gt;But I got a bad news, I need to go for financial Reporting make good test on week 14 as expected &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; nervous! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I believe things happen for a reason.&lt;br&gt;I tend to make positive assumptions from this quote. Not sure whether my assumptions are right or wrong but I am too tired . I am so hopeless. I shall just forget about it and just don’t care. &lt;strike&gt;can you do something to change my mind&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0726" border="0" alt="IMAG0726" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-KbKqs4SfBeI/TuIk_HGxnDI/AAAAAAAACds/guPoS-keOBg/IMAG0726%25255B7%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;starbucks chocolate chip after work :)&lt;br&gt;part time last week @ pc fair.&lt;br&gt;Worked in the speaker hall&lt;br&gt;and almost got deaf but it was quite fun =D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-8457454243844847056?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8457454243844847056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/12/life-isn-about-waiting-for-storm-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/8457454243844847056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/8457454243844847056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/12/life-isn-about-waiting-for-storm-to.html' title='Life isn&amp;#39;t about waiting for the storm to pass, it&amp;#39;s about learning to dance in the rain'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-KbKqs4SfBeI/TuIk_HGxnDI/AAAAAAAACds/guPoS-keOBg/s72-c/IMAG0726%25255B7%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-5193714565883992641</id><published>2011-12-01T01:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T01:44:58.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appreciate the little things</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="w1qe49wpo1_500" border="0" alt="w1qe49wpo1_500" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-_jctpGKn8jY/TtZrmAcOY3I/AAAAAAAACdk/6Z_39CbHwgI/w1qe49wpo1_500%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="333"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Be careful about what you think.&lt;br&gt;Your thoughts run your life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-5193714565883992641?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5193714565883992641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/12/appreciate-little-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/5193714565883992641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/5193714565883992641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/12/appreciate-little-things.html' title='Appreciate the little things'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-_jctpGKn8jY/TtZrmAcOY3I/AAAAAAAACdk/6Z_39CbHwgI/s72-c/w1qe49wpo1_500%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-7278713399481491174</id><published>2011-11-14T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T23:39:12.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent doesn’t always mean a yes</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_4588" border="0" alt="IMG_4588" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-4_-Q3XmeM-4/TsE2Hyv0ceI/AAAAAAAACdU/eHnCs8w4yjs/IMG_45887.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;picture taken during KPMG best camp finale presentation.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Time to write a real post,&lt;br&gt;Finally I can take my own sweet time to blog.&lt;br&gt;cus the next deadline will be next week ??! :S&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I should really catch up with my studies,&lt;br&gt;upset with my financial reporting coursework test :(&lt;br&gt;I forgotten one of the most basic accounting knowledge&lt;br&gt;-______- &lt;br&gt;was stunned, what is by nature soci ?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Don’t treat others in ways you don’t wish to get treated.&lt;br&gt;Its not the matter of whether the treatment is right or wrong&lt;br&gt;but why do we want to treat someone in a way you&amp;nbsp; yourself feel not right.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;and still can expect things from the party you mistreated ?&lt;br&gt;Disgrace !&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I don’t like to talk about things tat made me upset&lt;br&gt;cus I might end up crying.&lt;br&gt;( so, don’t ask me please )&lt;br&gt;Some words and memories are meant to stay in our mind.&lt;br&gt;I don’t need a picture to remember that smile.&lt;br&gt;I feel bad and tearful everytime I recall your advices and my promises&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#f79646"&gt;“&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;The ability to adapt to new realities is what distinguishes those who grow through adversity from those who are destroyed by it.”&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;—&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Andrew G. Williams&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-7278713399481491174?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7278713399481491174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/11/silent-doesnt-always-mean-yes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/7278713399481491174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/7278713399481491174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/11/silent-doesnt-always-mean-yes.html' title='Silent doesn’t always mean a yes'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-4_-Q3XmeM-4/TsE2Hyv0ceI/AAAAAAAACdU/eHnCs8w4yjs/s72-c/IMG_45887.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-1049727535966840179</id><published>2011-11-13T01:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T01:21:33.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mentally and physically worn out</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I want to scream &lt;br&gt;“ ARRRRGGGHHHHH !! “&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;unbearable anymore&lt;br&gt;tiring weeks are killing me&lt;br&gt;X___________X &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="hmaH1qbv4sdo1_500" border="0" alt="hmaH1qbv4sdo1_500" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-qg550bujUV0/Tr6rG15lOFI/AAAAAAAACdM/StfOz0dKlWY/hmaH1qbv4sdo1_500%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="375"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;focus on perfection not imperfection.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Till then,&lt;br&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-1049727535966840179?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1049727535966840179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/11/mentally-and-physically-worn-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1049727535966840179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1049727535966840179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/11/mentally-and-physically-worn-out.html' title='mentally and physically worn out'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-qg550bujUV0/Tr6rG15lOFI/AAAAAAAACdM/StfOz0dKlWY/s72-c/hmaH1qbv4sdo1_500%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-4695556787732758692</id><published>2011-11-07T02:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T02:46:56.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes, second chances work out even better than the first simply because you’ve learned from your mistakes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;If and only if I can find someone who can fully understand how bad am I feeling on the inside&lt;br&gt;But that is only possible &lt;br&gt;If I speak out my thoughts &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;the feeling of wanting to burst up on the inside can be so sickening&lt;br&gt;I don’t knoq why I have the tendency to play back very sad memories of my life that I can remember whenever I get stressful alone at night&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="4wQh1qezonpo1_500" border="0" alt="4wQh1qezonpo1_500" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-VWwimR3QI4Y/TrbWHtRi2VI/AAAAAAAACc0/i-xc19zS7ZQ/4wQh1qezonpo1_500%25255B5%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="358" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I’m lost.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-4695556787732758692?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4695556787732758692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/11/sometimes-second-chances-work-out-even.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/4695556787732758692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/4695556787732758692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/11/sometimes-second-chances-work-out-even.html' title='Sometimes, second chances work out even better than the first simply because you’ve learned from your mistakes.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-VWwimR3QI4Y/TrbWHtRi2VI/AAAAAAAACc0/i-xc19zS7ZQ/s72-c/4wQh1qezonpo1_500%25255B5%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-5141740127548199853</id><published>2011-10-26T20:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T20:55:46.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is beautiful. Don't make it too hard for yourself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Blogging was my routine before this, I love to blog to express myself but I get so lazy after a while. I take blogging as a “burden” and started to blog lesser every week. My last post was about 2 weeks ago :/ I promise I will blog more often, short post also nevermind, as long as I blog ( no promises ) :P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0214" border="0" alt="IMAG0214" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-vkX_P8r_ciI/TqgDRndoRrI/AAAAAAAACa4/tPbP3-t4MB0/IMAG0214%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" height="480"&gt; Taken yesterday, on the way to shop w sister.&lt;br&gt;I look so weary D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0220" border="0" alt="IMAG0220" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-zIC7iXmGsmM/TqgDTMfZk4I/AAAAAAAACbA/bQU4GR_a7tk/IMAG0220%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="637" height="480"&gt;&lt;br&gt;What cartoon is this ?&lt;br&gt;Look familiar but I cannot recall -.-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0189" border="0" alt="IMAG0189" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-HDYncMorfME/TqgDUP3jmaI/AAAAAAAACbE/1Q-LtMeo4Ss/IMAG0189%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="637" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Syllabus please don’t kill me.&lt;br&gt;Saddening :S&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-5141740127548199853?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5141740127548199853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/10/life-is-beautiful-don-make-it-too-hard.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/5141740127548199853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/5141740127548199853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/10/life-is-beautiful-don-make-it-too-hard.html' title='Life is beautiful. Don&amp;#39;t make it too hard for yourself.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-vkX_P8r_ciI/TqgDRndoRrI/AAAAAAAACa4/tPbP3-t4MB0/s72-c/IMAG0214%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-7162303325368342024</id><published>2011-10-14T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T23:51:00.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Telling a person how you feel is probably the hardest thing ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I blog once a week only and I still cannot find any interesting things to share, pathetic D: &lt;br&gt;one word to describe my whole week, TIRED ! :(&lt;br&gt;I get so tired carrying books and walk around the college under the hot sun -_- &lt;br&gt;But I know its gonna get better when I get used to it . &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Random Singapore trip pictures from Ribin’s camera.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0111" border="0" alt="IMG_0111" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-00eeJr1r8SA/TphaRUQhI6I/AAAAAAAACZ8/lkjJJH9Dj58/IMG_0111%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;I think the girl on the right is more attractive !&lt;br&gt;her pose O_O&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0179" border="0" alt="IMG_0179" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Dw27RuaVrgQ/TphaTHydLkI/AAAAAAAACaE/oX9evdSYXvs/IMG_0179%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Love this shot of us :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0160" border="0" alt="IMG_0160" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Qcb5vDydOXE/TphaUiSlufI/AAAAAAAACaM/uaqn4DitP6M/IMG_0160%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;Dino park !&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0170" border="0" alt="IMG_0170" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-FiCaD0-p79Y/TphaVQDzUNI/AAAAAAAACaU/swX29n_xKwE/IMG_0170%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;that’s a big size tee :P &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0293" border="0" alt="IMG_0293" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-S3jtO6QGwWU/TphaWxy2ZII/AAAAAAAACac/7okq5uOTF2Q/IMG_0293%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I was taking picture of them,&lt;br&gt;a very nice lady walk over and offered to snap for me,&lt;br&gt;she’s sweet :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0082" border="0" alt="IMG_0082" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-w4eQu-ExGag/TphaX_I_HVI/AAAAAAAACak/hGpnb3kf8zw/IMG_0082%25255B7%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;I look stupid here =.=&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0550" border="0" alt="IMG_0550" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-PVVnGRBR2GM/TphaYr0UP5I/AAAAAAAACas/7h8sHFhohCw/IMG_0550%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;what expression LOL ! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Till then,&lt;br&gt;Xoxo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-7162303325368342024?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7162303325368342024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/10/telling-person-how-you-feel-is-probably.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/7162303325368342024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/7162303325368342024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/10/telling-person-how-you-feel-is-probably.html' title='Telling a person how you feel is probably the hardest thing ever.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-00eeJr1r8SA/TphaRUQhI6I/AAAAAAAACZ8/lkjJJH9Dj58/s72-c/IMG_0111%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-8028578190398157395</id><published>2011-10-05T21:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T21:32:20.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suddenly this is all too hard. I’m tired of putting up walls. I want someone with the strength, and the honesty to break them down. - Jodi Picoult</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I am so nervous now. Special exam result is coming out tomorrow, I pray all my friends to pass it and all of us can graduate together. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Yay ! I’m a happy girl again now :D&lt;br&gt;The miserable and emo phase ended as soon as I stop thinking so pessimistically. We like to complicate things and get frustrated over it. Just get over it. I believe things always happen for a reason. I shall not get too emotional over things I cannot control :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0100" border="0" alt="IMAG0100" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-i3pLBdv1d0w/ToxcY5sb36I/AAAAAAAACZ4/E_etrxEW8SA/IMAG0100%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="637" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;pets are among the best thing in the world &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Till then,&lt;br&gt;XOXO&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-8028578190398157395?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8028578190398157395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/10/suddenly-this-is-all-too-hard-im-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/8028578190398157395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/8028578190398157395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/10/suddenly-this-is-all-too-hard-im-tired.html' title='Suddenly this is all too hard. I’m tired of putting up walls. I want someone with the strength, and the honesty to break them down. - Jodi Picoult'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-i3pLBdv1d0w/ToxcY5sb36I/AAAAAAAACZ4/E_etrxEW8SA/s72-c/IMAG0100%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-9139099452841828196</id><published>2011-10-02T21:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T21:44:18.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to fill the gap ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0420" border="0" alt="IMG_0420" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-UC0Jb9kTIgU/TohqscioiTI/AAAAAAAACZ0/KuhKcI3rtZs/IMG_0420%25255B13%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;you know there’s a gap &lt;br&gt;And &lt;br&gt;you want to close it&lt;br&gt;But&lt;br&gt;you don’t know how to close it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;this is killing me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-9139099452841828196?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/9139099452841828196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-to-fill-gap.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/9139099452841828196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/9139099452841828196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-to-fill-gap.html' title='How to fill the gap ?'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-UC0Jb9kTIgU/TohqscioiTI/AAAAAAAACZ0/KuhKcI3rtZs/s72-c/IMG_0420%25255B13%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-4237686806268848409</id><published>2011-09-27T00:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T00:55:00.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>someone who sees perfection in my imperfections .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;the feeling is so miserable, when you scannot do anything to fix a problem in your heart. I couldn’t find the right word to describe how I feel but deep down I know I’m hurting so much. Have you ever feel so alone in a crowded place ? Nothing can make me feel better at the moment. I’m so sick.. where are you :(&amp;nbsp; something made me feel worst now, I just noticed that one of my baby hamsters only has one eye, poor him. And I get heartache looking at him running around but not able to see one side :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Hpj81qcxieko1_400" border="0" alt="Hpj81qcxieko1_400" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-mIw7VHcqAO0/ToCuYzP4IBI/AAAAAAAACZw/qgr6Lnyel-Q/Hpj81qcxieko1_400%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="400" height="274"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;for now, I need a pair of deaf ears to listen to my blab.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Till Then,&lt;br&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-4237686806268848409?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4237686806268848409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/09/someone-who-sees-perfection-in-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/4237686806268848409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/4237686806268848409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/09/someone-who-sees-perfection-in-my.html' title='someone who sees perfection in my imperfections .'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-mIw7VHcqAO0/ToCuYzP4IBI/AAAAAAAACZw/qgr6Lnyel-Q/s72-c/Hpj81qcxieko1_400%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-9134379579506931463</id><published>2011-09-18T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T23:34:51.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>absence makes you realise how much you really need them.</title><content type='html'>Semester break just ended way too fast.&amp;nbsp; I made a very long to-do-list for my holiday and I cannot complete all. Anyway, my break is full with vacations and camp ( that explain why I failed to finish reading my non-fiction books )  &lt;p&gt;I have been thinking a lot these days and ended up having insomnia. I guess I fall asleep when my body get too tired.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Something is really bothering me a lot. I can’t explain how I feel exactly but it was both happy and painful.&lt;br&gt;I am worry and insecure :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I’m tired of being independent.&lt;br&gt;I wanna be dependent ?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_3515" border="0" alt="IMG_3515" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-4jktp_Lo85A/TnYPl7hflrI/AAAAAAAACZo/5dkSNKSPYvw/IMG_3515%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;give me a reason to smile.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="aU5EG1qbjt25o1_500" border="0" alt="aU5EG1qbjt25o1_500" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ioMeqijteqQ/TnYPmjTNq7I/AAAAAAAACZs/_bRAl-E2AJs/aU5EG1qbjt25o1_500%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="351"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-9134379579506931463?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/9134379579506931463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/09/absence-makes-you-realise-how-much-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/9134379579506931463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/9134379579506931463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/09/absence-makes-you-realise-how-much-you.html' title='absence makes you realise how much you really need them.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-4jktp_Lo85A/TnYPl7hflrI/AAAAAAAACZo/5dkSNKSPYvw/s72-c/IMG_3515%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-6088800780423840904</id><published>2011-09-17T15:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T15:06:52.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enchanted by Taylor Swift</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;There I was again tonight, forcing laughter, faking smiles&lt;br&gt;Same old, tired place lonely place&lt;br&gt;Walls of insincerity, shifting eyes and vacancy&lt;br&gt;Vanished when I saw your face&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;All I can say is it was enchanting to meet you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Your eyes whispered, "Have we met?" across the room, your silhouette&lt;br&gt;Starts to make its way to me&lt;br&gt;The playful conversation starts, counter all your quick remarks&lt;br&gt;Like passing notes in secrecy&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And it was enchanting to meet you&lt;br&gt;All I can say is I was enchanted to meet you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This night is sparkling, don't you let it go&lt;br&gt;I'm wonder-struck, blushing all the way home&lt;br&gt;I'll spend forever wondering if you knew&lt;br&gt;I was enchanted to meet you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The lingering question kept me up, 2 a.m., who do you love?&lt;br&gt;I wonder 'til I'm wide awake&lt;br&gt;Now I'm pacing back and forth, wishing you were at my door&lt;br&gt;I'd open up and you would say&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It was enchanting to meet you&lt;br&gt;All I know is I was enchanted to meet you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This night is sparkling, don't you let it go&lt;br&gt;I'm wonder-struck, blushing all the way home&lt;br&gt;I'll spend forever wondering if you knew&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This night is flawless, don't you let it go&lt;br&gt;I'm wonder-struck, dancing around all alone&lt;br&gt;I'll spend forever wondering if you knew&lt;br&gt;I was enchanted to meet you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This is me praying that&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This was the very first page, not where the storyline ends&lt;br&gt;My thoughts will echo your name until I see you again&lt;br&gt;These are the words I held back as I was leaving too soon&lt;br&gt;I was enchanted to meet you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Please don't be in love with someone else&lt;br&gt;Please don't have somebody waiting on you&lt;br&gt;Please don't be in love with someone else&lt;br&gt;Please don't have somebody waiting on you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This night is sparkling, don't you let it go&lt;br&gt;I'm wonder-struck, blushing all the way home&lt;br&gt;I'll spend forever wondering if you knew&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This night is flawless, don't you let it go&lt;br&gt;I'm wonder-struck, dancing around all alone&lt;br&gt;I'll spend forever wondering if you knew&lt;br&gt;I was enchanted to meet you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Please don't be in love with someone else&lt;br&gt;Please don't have somebody waiting on you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-6088800780423840904?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6088800780423840904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/09/enchanted-by-taylor-swift.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/6088800780423840904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/6088800780423840904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/09/enchanted-by-taylor-swift.html' title='Enchanted by Taylor Swift'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-1438961346299572126</id><published>2011-09-07T22:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T22:52:19.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you make me happy, in case you don’t know that.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;full packed sem break’s schedule is great ! &lt;br&gt;Just came back from Penang/Sg petani trip on Monday .&lt;br&gt;And my camp starts on Wednesday ( today) and ends on Friday. Will be leaving to the campsite early morning tomorrow. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Will blog when I’m back ! :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="294152_10150308676127436_688812435_7916465_6757571_n" border="0" alt="294152_10150308676127436_688812435_7916465_6757571_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-XXgeWNGE_Hc/TmeFG4fbTRI/AAAAAAAACZc/qkVEymq9rvc/294152_10150308676127436_688812435_7916465_6757571_n%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Penang bridge .&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;I’m always not ready for photo =.=&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="315060_10150308688927436_688812435_7916595_4881142_n" border="0" alt="315060_10150308688927436_688812435_7916595_4881142_n" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-yexmS3gIDCY/TmeFHoG2RII/AAAAAAAACZg/VL9I7gS1NO4/315060_10150308688927436_688812435_7916595_4881142_n%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I got darker T_T&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0694" border="0" alt="IMAG0694" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-EK0Lc1GtT4I/TmeFImdfCXI/AAAAAAAACZk/dDpmbK2hmcQ/IMAG0694%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;will blog more when I’m back !&lt;br&gt;please miss me =p&lt;br&gt;Goodnight,&lt;br&gt;Xoxo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-1438961346299572126?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1438961346299572126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/09/you-make-me-happy-in-case-you-dont-know.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1438961346299572126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1438961346299572126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/09/you-make-me-happy-in-case-you-dont-know.html' title='you make me happy, in case you don’t know that.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-XXgeWNGE_Hc/TmeFG4fbTRI/AAAAAAAACZc/qkVEymq9rvc/s72-c/294152_10150308676127436_688812435_7916465_6757571_n%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-4057326475648678785</id><published>2011-08-27T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T23:43:13.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that moment when you try to explain something but you don’t know the right words to say</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi people, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I just finished my diploma last Wednesday ( mixed feelings )&lt;br&gt;So, I’m having my 3 weeks break now yay! =D &lt;br&gt;I promise myself to utilise my semester break properly and be productive ( read my collection of books ) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_3010" border="0" alt="IMG_3010" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-EN-pIcuFOzk/TlkQjSwONXI/AAAAAAAACZM/oEpzzr_-eiQ/IMG_3010%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;taken on the last day of exam.&lt;br&gt;I look darker here @__@&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="r1qb725jo1_500" border="0" alt="r1qb725jo1_500" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-uftERQhx3fc/TlkQkB4VGvI/AAAAAAAACZQ/4IlCZQNQhm0/r1qb725jo1_500%25255B4%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="500" height="161"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Yes, I’m feeling this way towards the ending of my diploma years.&lt;br&gt;mixed feelings.&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I learnt a lot these two and a half years&lt;br&gt;and I changed a lot too,&lt;br&gt;Physically, mentally and emotionally &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No words can clearly describe how I feel&lt;br&gt;but it is something positive of course.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#f79646"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I learn to talk to people&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;not as shy as secondary times.&lt;br&gt;I suck in communication back then.&lt;br&gt;I still have a lot to learn thou . &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#f79646"&gt;I make awesome friends too!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;DAC25 family and friends from other classes and courses.&lt;br&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#f79646"&gt;Never know I can endure this much of stress and still survive,&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and I guess I manage stress better now.&lt;br&gt;I never get so stressful over exam until I cannot eat my daily meals.&lt;br&gt;That’s a big improvement :D &lt;br&gt;( hopefully no such stress in ACCA level too LOL )&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the most important is,&lt;br&gt;I find who I want to be :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;I like being in this state of maturity :)&lt;br&gt;Happiness is not the absence of problems, or heartache, but the ability to deal with them.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;till then,&lt;br&gt;XOXO&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-4057326475648678785?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4057326475648678785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/08/that-moment-when-you-try-to-explain.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/4057326475648678785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/4057326475648678785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/08/that-moment-when-you-try-to-explain.html' title='that moment when you try to explain something but you don’t know the right words to say'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-EN-pIcuFOzk/TlkQjSwONXI/AAAAAAAACZM/oEpzzr_-eiQ/s72-c/IMG_3010%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-4981250241077064991</id><published>2011-08-22T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T23:56:37.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smile a little more often, anger a little less quickly, sun shines a little brighter, life is so much sweeter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I wish to achieve the above ( my title) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;have the urge to blog out of sudden.&lt;br&gt;I am so tired this Final exam, I don’t know how tired but I can barely survive anymore. Feeling sick type of tiredness. =.= Please don’t fall sick!&lt;br&gt;anyway, I am so relieved too. my ‘stress' gastric’ is not that bad this time ! At least I can eat 3 meals a day :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;One more paper to go and I finish my diploma! &lt;br&gt;Work Hard for another day please, chia pei ! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#f79646"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Happiness isn’t what happens when you whistle along, pretending bad things don’t exist… Happiness is earned, like everything else. It’s achieved.” — Marisa de los Santos&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="6i5dBb1qzcspxo1_500" border="0" alt="6i5dBb1qzcspxo1_500" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-UvDZbO6NE3g/TlJ8MsdxuTI/AAAAAAAACZI/SBIc6wK617s/6i5dBb1qzcspxo1_500%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="398"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Till then, &lt;br&gt;XOXO&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-4981250241077064991?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4981250241077064991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/08/smile-little-more-often-anger-little.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/4981250241077064991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/4981250241077064991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/08/smile-little-more-often-anger-little.html' title='smile a little more often, anger a little less quickly, sun shines a little brighter, life is so much sweeter.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-UvDZbO6NE3g/TlJ8MsdxuTI/AAAAAAAACZI/SBIc6wK617s/s72-c/6i5dBb1qzcspxo1_500%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-4186985554027367162</id><published>2011-08-16T22:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T22:49:28.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a lot of things that I want to say, but I choose not to say.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The feeling of sharing thoughts/problems with people is so hard for me. I just couldn’t open my mouth and said it out even if I type, I still feel very hard to express. I just cannot do it -_-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yes, I am so insecure. I guess I have really bad trust issue. :(&lt;br&gt;I find it so hard to trust a person but once I trust him/her, I have no doubt. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="sxl5b1Rs1qata2fo1_500" border="0" alt="sxl5b1Rs1qata2fo1_500" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-0eXMKZd0njw/TkqDdzWWvkI/AAAAAAAACZE/bbWjtKmYiP4/sxl5b1Rs1qata2fo1_500%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="375"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Too stressed to smile D:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#f79646"&gt;ALL THE BEST IN FINALS &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;To whoever reading this and having exam too!&lt;br&gt;Jia you !!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Till then,&lt;br&gt;XOXO&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-4186985554027367162?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4186985554027367162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-have-lot-of-things-that-i-want-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/4186985554027367162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/4186985554027367162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-have-lot-of-things-that-i-want-to-say.html' title='I have a lot of things that I want to say, but I choose not to say.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-0eXMKZd0njw/TkqDdzWWvkI/AAAAAAAACZE/bbWjtKmYiP4/s72-c/sxl5b1Rs1qata2fo1_500%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-1715635472689293553</id><published>2011-08-11T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T00:15:11.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hakuna Matata</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quickie update,&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;I just don’t want my blog to look so dead :P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Have been studying final which starts next Thursday and still not feeling the stress yet D: &lt;br&gt;Somehow, I feel weird cus I actually wake up around 8 something in the morning to library. So not me =.= And I’m so worry with my account paper and I still haven’t start revising this subject yet :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I feel so sorry to one of my very good friend.&lt;br&gt;I don’t know if she will be reading this or not. &lt;br&gt;I am so bad in confessing or telling someone comfort words by mouth. I might just end up quiet and words just cannot come out from my mouth. .urrghh&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;my heart aches every time she crosses my mind now. I could feel the pressure :/&lt;br&gt;I hope she can recover from pain very quickly and be optimistic all the time.&lt;br&gt;Stay strong my dear. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I need to talk to a deaf ear, so the person won’t judge . &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;or &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;meet a stranger and tell him/her everything stuck in my mind. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Till then,&lt;br&gt;goodnight.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-1715635472689293553?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1715635472689293553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/08/hakuna-matata.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1715635472689293553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1715635472689293553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/08/hakuna-matata.html' title='Hakuna Matata'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-4623953689751156422</id><published>2011-08-06T00:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T00:04:28.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear diary..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I’m feeling so miserable now. I get so tired thinking about my finals and some other stuffs.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#f79646"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Why is it so hard to just focus in my revision? I tend to get distracted easily by any small stuffs. I Suck! -.-&lt;br&gt;Anyway, I have no choice. I keep telling myself &lt;strong&gt;HARD WORK WILL PAY OFF !&lt;/strong&gt; I hope that motivate me :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#f79646"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I get so uncomfortable when people enter my comfort zone. I bet everyone has different degree of ‘comfort zone’.&amp;nbsp; And, I know the choice of word and speech is so important, sometimes it can brings misunderstanding because people elaborate sentences differently. Am I overfriendly at times? I think yes. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#f79646"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Before I sign off,&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_2862" border="0" alt="IMG_2862" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-MsO5ZNien2o/TjwUh9LzRYI/AAAAAAAACY8/0S_Rs8C-7O4/IMG_2862%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My Dac 25 :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_2845" border="0" alt="IMG_2845" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-iFuqhEeYUUU/TjwUiweqG3I/AAAAAAAACZA/43ujPu4WEO4/IMG_2845%25255B9%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="327" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Bye ! :P&lt;br&gt;Xoxo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-4623953689751156422?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4623953689751156422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/08/dear-diary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/4623953689751156422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/4623953689751156422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/08/dear-diary.html' title='Dear diary..'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-MsO5ZNien2o/TjwUh9LzRYI/AAAAAAAACY8/0S_Rs8C-7O4/s72-c/IMG_2862%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-8856111410634945152</id><published>2011-07-26T21:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T21:50:18.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pause if you need, but don’t stop</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I haven’t blog about so many things and I couldn’t find the time to do so. When I want to blog, I’m not free. When I’m free, I don’t have the mood -.-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, let’s start with my new love :)&lt;br&gt;Bought a hamster at the pet shop’s booth in college last week . At last, I wanted a hamster for so long! :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0452" border="0" alt="IMAG0452" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-NuJDIV5ABMI/Ti7GDF_pKZI/AAAAAAAACXo/dnvr34SJl94/IMAG0452%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="637" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I call her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;BEBE &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0463" border="0" alt="IMAG0463" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-rmbFUcrNb30/Ti7GEMEQtnI/AAAAAAAACXs/TvFDXs0vsJk/IMAG0463%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;that’s her friend ( my sis’s one) XD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0462" border="0" alt="IMAG0462" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-uSfbkPx6zwI/Ti7GFAzsWzI/AAAAAAAACXw/RHlj2KzyW_g/IMAG0462%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Always fight for food and space =.=&lt;br&gt;They like the same food and like to squeeze at one place !!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0487" border="0" alt="IMAG0487" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-zA8Do9n96DU/Ti7GGNgsiEI/AAAAAAAACX0/9RL-T0deNrA/IMAG0487%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;So many pattern ==&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;they make me happy !! &lt;br&gt;when I get so tired and stressed up, I will play with them and they cheer me up.&lt;br&gt;Pets are great friends :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#f79646" size="3"&gt;Don’t let fear stand in the way of your dreams.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I never like to give up and I’m such a stubborn person.&lt;br&gt;Also a very optimistic type when it comes to consoling myself ( most of the time )&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;I don’t know whether it is good or bad.&lt;br&gt;I just couldn’t change, just stubborn like that. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;How do we know if we should stop or continue ? my heart cannot tell.&lt;br&gt;I don’t want to get numb over disappointment . &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;anyway, Final is around the corner !&lt;br&gt;Last semester final is no joke.&lt;br&gt;I swear I’m going to work harder than all previous semesters.&lt;br&gt;and Accounts please be good to me !! I find it so difficult to understand how the concept works *scratch head*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;"if you love two people at the same time, choose the second one. if you truly loved the first one, you wouldn’t love another one." -Johnny Depp&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;till then,&lt;br&gt;XOXO&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-8856111410634945152?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8856111410634945152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/07/pause-if-you-need-but-dont-stop.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/8856111410634945152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/8856111410634945152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/07/pause-if-you-need-but-dont-stop.html' title='Pause if you need, but don’t stop'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-NuJDIV5ABMI/Ti7GDF_pKZI/AAAAAAAACXo/dnvr34SJl94/s72-c/IMAG0452%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-5940230443060535665</id><published>2011-07-20T23:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T23:05:02.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you know something is wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I wrote a post halfway yesterday and couldn’t continue anymore cus I am so clueless and not in the right mood to blog happy stuffs.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I get so bothered by my thoughts and I couldn’t take it anymore. How do we explain this situation. when you think so much about something and the desire is so strong but you can’t do anything with it. Maybe I should keep myself busy with my studies and read books to stop myself from thinking. So miserable :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="N1qj2d69o1_500" border="0" alt="N1qj2d69o1_500" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-CH_SAEir8EU/Tibunf1o0GI/AAAAAAAACXk/xq2_3S2u8Vg/N1qj2d69o1_500%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="148"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When life give you Lemon, make lemonade ! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-5940230443060535665?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5940230443060535665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/07/when-you-know-something-is-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/5940230443060535665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/5940230443060535665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/07/when-you-know-something-is-wrong.html' title='When you know something is wrong'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-CH_SAEir8EU/Tibunf1o0GI/AAAAAAAACXk/xq2_3S2u8Vg/s72-c/N1qj2d69o1_500%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-6783935619241952352</id><published>2011-07-09T18:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T18:43:08.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody is perfect should never be an excuse for making mistakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I am not in the mood to blog but my brain get so distracted by thoughts. A quickie post !&lt;br&gt;Had been sitting in front of the computer the whole day, follow up Bersih news&amp;nbsp; in facebook and twitter . I have load of assignment and studies to do but I cannot stop myself from following up latest updates, looking at pictures. yes, I care!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;***&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I am so bad in voicing out my dissatisfaction just because I don’t want to ruin&amp;nbsp; our relation. I just hope to end everything in peace and never let myself to be trapped in such situations anymore.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="nXO31qcxieko1_500" border="0" alt="nXO31qcxieko1_500" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-CZVt_qGjB_4/Thgwtf0OeXI/AAAAAAAACXA/wGwo95YDrxw/nXO31qcxieko1_500%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="334"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;by the way, I get so annoyed. Someone who only comes to you when they need something or a favour. what do we call them? gah , Beh Tahan! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="qcxieko1_500" border="0" alt="qcxieko1_500" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-640hOokyx_c/ThgwuFFg1SI/AAAAAAAACXE/NKHDXdh7dAA/qcxieko1_500%25255B12%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="375"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sometimes we focus too much on others and forgotten the one who really cares.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_2509" border="0" alt="IMG_2509" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-mtwORHB8BkI/ThgwuwRRqiI/AAAAAAAACXI/33RkvYsXZWo/IMG_2509%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I need desserts &lt;br&gt;because stressed backwards is desserts&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Another busy week ahead before last semester finals in 4 to 5 weeks time. &lt;br&gt;the amount of pressure and stress is already enough to kill me now. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;till then,&lt;br&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080" size="3"&gt;PS:&amp;nbsp; I’m having Law midterm next week. and I haven’t touch a thing yet. T_T&lt;br&gt;wish me luck ! :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-6783935619241952352?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6783935619241952352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/07/nobody-is-perfect-should-never-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/6783935619241952352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/6783935619241952352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/07/nobody-is-perfect-should-never-be.html' title='Nobody is perfect should never be an excuse for making mistakes'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-CZVt_qGjB_4/Thgwtf0OeXI/AAAAAAAACXA/wGwo95YDrxw/s72-c/nXO31qcxieko1_500%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-6686127499391723455</id><published>2011-07-03T21:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T21:32:43.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>“Its impossible” said pride. “Its risky” said experience. Iits pointless” said reason. "Give it a try" whispered the heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I should be studying audit but my heart tells me I need to blog first ! Btw, I’m having audit midterm test this wednesday.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I went to Levain for brunch yesterday ! &lt;a href="http://www.levain.com.my/" target="_blank"&gt;check it out here&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;Wanted to go there for so long .. So, I went there with mum, aunt and sister. I drove there but not so proud because a lady driver driving a dark blue Lexus with singapore number plate bang my car. Wtf! she’s crazy and her passenger, an old man stared at me like he wants to kill me , speechless -.-&amp;nbsp; and I was panic that moment . I swear I’m gonna honk at you non stop next time or probably come down the car to talk to you (if it happens again)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, they didn’t spoil my good mood cus I was so excited :D&lt;br&gt;the food was good except for chicken lasagne. I personally like mango cheese tart and Thai Pasta.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_2548" border="0" alt="IMG_2548" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-jD0U2bFyqQs/ThBvXD40XuI/AAAAAAAACWc/jFpTr-YGlGc/IMG_2548%25255B7%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;O_O&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_2516" border="0" alt="IMG_2516" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ArhTju1sDBk/ThBvX0xHuLI/AAAAAAAACWg/wr-xCjbN8HI/IMG_2516%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;mango cheese tart, fruit salad and seafood pizza&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_2517" border="0" alt="IMG_2517" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-hK4q2U35SXE/ThBvZN6f-UI/AAAAAAAACWk/Sbkw1cQEMlY/IMG_2517%25255B7%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;mushroom soup , very mushroom :S&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_2554" border="0" alt="IMG_2554" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-af5BhwcS5Qc/ThBvZ3q2w3I/AAAAAAAACWo/zc_ySSx19LI/IMG_2554%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;macaroons :)&lt;br&gt;very sweet but I like.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_2557" border="0" alt="IMG_2557" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-sey0eEUbyJA/ThBvawJ5BJI/AAAAAAAACWs/XWSlatk6xAI/IMG_2557%25255B7%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I like the one on the left, &lt;br&gt;turkey egg bread If I’m not mistaken&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_2518" border="0" alt="IMG_2518" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-CvkgQZTAe5w/ThBvbxp3bEI/AAAAAAAACWw/sHLFkvz9HDM/IMG_2518%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_2556" border="0" alt="IMG_2556" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-xqU-KQa2IPU/ThBvc2KsveI/AAAAAAAACW0/fSnG0M9KAMw/IMG_2556%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;chicken lasagne,&lt;br&gt;the green thingy tasted weird. - dislike&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_2526" border="0" alt="IMG_2526" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-e967qd1B-S4/ThBvdhPc5UI/AAAAAAAACW4/7YjlA_7rUu4/IMG_2526%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;with chia hui . &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_2533" border="0" alt="IMG_2533" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-pn7SixxL3fU/ThBvebxFbGI/AAAAAAAACW8/VV_6w5QZLaU/IMG_2533%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and I went to shop for pants in sg wang and pavillion. ended up, bought 2 long jeans and a slack. satisfying weekend ! &lt;br&gt;Time to get back to the stressful days of the week.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;time to continue with Audit ! &lt;br&gt;Till then,&lt;br&gt;Bye ! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-6686127499391723455?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6686127499391723455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-impossible-said-pride-its-risky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/6686127499391723455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/6686127499391723455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-impossible-said-pride-its-risky.html' title='“Its impossible” said pride. “Its risky” said experience. Iits pointless” said reason. &amp;quot;Give it a try&amp;quot; whispered the heart'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-jD0U2bFyqQs/ThBvXD40XuI/AAAAAAAACWc/jFpTr-YGlGc/s72-c/IMG_2548%25255B7%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-1986260622396443728</id><published>2011-06-26T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T00:24:59.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The most difficult phase of life is when you don't understand yourself</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Somehow at some point of life, we get so lost. At that moment, we don’t know what is wrong but it feels bad. The truth is I feel so bad these days. I have no idea what cause me to be so not in the mood lately and I tend to think a lot about the future ahead. When I say a lot, I mean REALLY A LOT. Perhaps, this is one of the process to be a grown up? :D The future ahead is so blurry, I couldn’t control it but I need to make sure it’s the best and is all I want and deserve. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="9hisdE1qcrsn7o1_500" border="0" alt="9hisdE1qcrsn7o1_500" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-qDedtkClgl0/TgYL1z8H79I/AAAAAAAACWU/cpnlEGbxT7c/9hisdE1qcrsn7o1_5004.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="329"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;time to go after my goals. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Why some people don’t get tired of pretending and saying lies. I wonder how they feel inside. guilty , relieve, or what ? FHL seriously -_- or I care too much about what others do? Btw, I am a straightforward type ( if you know me well enough ) who likes to voice out out and might indirectly tell sarcasms. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="aYE1qapvcuo1_500" border="0" alt="aYE1qapvcuo1_500" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-31ce8hc_auQ/TgYL2jd76OI/AAAAAAAACWY/D7532RQedGw/aYE1qapvcuo1_500%25255B4%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="476" height="388"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Hmm..quite true&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;p/s: I learnt a lesson, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Nothing comes free in the world. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;till then,&lt;br&gt;Xoxo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-1986260622396443728?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1986260622396443728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/06/most-difficult-phase-of-life-is-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1986260622396443728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1986260622396443728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/06/most-difficult-phase-of-life-is-when.html' title='The most difficult phase of life is when you don&amp;#39;t understand yourself'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-qDedtkClgl0/TgYL1z8H79I/AAAAAAAACWU/cpnlEGbxT7c/s72-c/9hisdE1qcrsn7o1_5004.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-6318546505510788473</id><published>2011-06-19T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T21:49:21.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the little things you do that makes me fall a little harder.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It will be a post full with different stories but a short post. From paintball experience, father’s day, personal and random and etc etc . haha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;1. Paintball was awesome but tiring !&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I am so bad in aiming my targets and the gun is so heavy -__- Btw, I was really good in hiding ( due to my size I guess LOL ). I only get shoot once on my back, no blue black but still hurts that moment! T_T and and my hand muscles hurt a lot now T_T&amp;nbsp; check out the paintball place through their website &lt;a href="http://www.mudtrekker.com/pb/index.php" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; ;-)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="264204_10150210389407655_565902654_7368695_4627401_n" border="0" alt="264204_10150210389407655_565902654_7368695_4627401_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-VjoIkBKzGrs/Tf3-WthhauI/AAAAAAAACWI/47MPlAt7vro/264204_10150210389407655_565902654_7.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="478"&gt;13 of us :)&lt;br&gt;I look so tiny here, wth ! T.T&lt;br&gt;I was sitting a bit too behind compare to them okay , camera angle ! *Defensive*&lt;br&gt;Picture credited to Marcus . &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;2. Happy Father’s Day ♥&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Happy father’s day my daddy :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know I love you, I don’t have to say it right.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Somehow I feel so hard to tell my parents how much I love them, I just couldn’t open my mouth and say those words. :/&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;3. I hate guessing game.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and never good at it. or I always come out with negative thoughts. &lt;strong&gt;So, don’t make me guess. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;4.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#f79646"&gt;everyone has a secret they haven’t shared. everyone has a past no one’s heard about. everyone has talents that people don’t notice. everyone has weaknesses hidden inside. everyone has a story left untold, so never start judging someone thinking you know them back to front. because the truth is, you probably don't. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;5. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="tumblr_kr0s5hNZjZ1qa6ibno1_400_thumb" border="0" alt="tumblr_kr0s5hNZjZ1qa6ibno1_400_thumb" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-JnmMiEYT3y8/Tf3-XHxLslI/AAAAAAAACWM/z4BMb0AnoQ8/tumblr_kr0s5hNZjZ1qa6ibno1_400_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="200"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. When I get too stress&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;I like to be alone :O&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;7. Girls’ hobby &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_2067" border="0" alt="IMG_2067" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-UHRmJHptX1o/Tf3-YDErPxI/AAAAAAAACWQ/YYYcdjt99ro/IMG_2067%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;favorite thing to do in car,&lt;br&gt;camwhore&amp;nbsp; :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;7. Everyone should have twitter&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I find it safer to express feelings and mood in twitter over blog. I think twitter is safer and more convenient.&lt;br&gt;Facebook is too public, blog is troublesome, twitter is the best; I can tweet anywhere using my phone :)&lt;br&gt;follow me @ &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/chia_pei"&gt;http://twitter.com/#!/chia_pei&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;till then,&lt;br&gt;Xoxo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-6318546505510788473?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6318546505510788473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-things-you-do-that-makes-me-fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/6318546505510788473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/6318546505510788473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/06/little-things-you-do-that-makes-me-fall.html' title='the little things you do that makes me fall a little harder.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-VjoIkBKzGrs/Tf3-WthhauI/AAAAAAAACWI/47MPlAt7vro/s72-c/264204_10150210389407655_565902654_7.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-703852444769680832</id><published>2011-06-14T01:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T01:32:24.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I just want to blab</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Don’t know how to describe my feelings precisely now. I am completely exhausted, both physically and mentally. :( I tend to get angry very quickly lately, I’m so sorry for being so temperamental these days. I couldn’t control my mood swing which is very bad. I still couldn’t find out how to cure my moodiness. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I guess, I’m too stressed up,&amp;nbsp; time to chill, slow down and relax. * breathe in breathe out *&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I need a listener who can understand without me saying a word. I am so bad in expressing myself when it comes to unhappy stuffs. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="dfUxSX1qb8ikqo1_500" border="0" alt="dfUxSX1qb8ikqo1_500" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-O8Ellr6f5fE/TfZJpl5awGI/AAAAAAAACWE/GWMpyLVaDbU/dfUxSX1qb8ikqo1_500%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="288"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Till then,&lt;br&gt;Goodnight ! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-703852444769680832?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/703852444769680832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-just-want-to-blab.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/703852444769680832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/703852444769680832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-just-want-to-blab.html' title='I just want to blab'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-O8Ellr6f5fE/TfZJpl5awGI/AAAAAAAACWE/GWMpyLVaDbU/s72-c/dfUxSX1qb8ikqo1_500%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-8376991006263910296</id><published>2011-06-08T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T21:14:29.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold tight to your dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;You know sometimes you get so pissed off too easily and you don’t know why . It happens to me these days :O Tell me how to chill ~.~ &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don’t know how to describe the feelings anymore. When you feel so not appreciated and get so disappointed But still want to believe things will get better. I don’t know how I can do that for so long, so tired of it. Maybe I should stop expecting because the more you expect, the more I get hurt. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;on the brighter note, :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="auto20110604-042400" border="0" alt="auto20110604-042400" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-b9NqsmFO7mQ/Te91q6_2TKI/AAAAAAAACV4/rn4CAXWDsC0/auto20110604-0424003.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My new window and pink wall !&lt;br&gt;So in love with my wall now :D &lt;br&gt;btw, the man only painted one side of my room wall&lt;br&gt;So, the other 3 sides look so old now -____-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0343" border="0" alt="IMAG0343" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-gY2mNELIHPc/Te91sJHFCLI/AAAAAAAACV8/GukWyKLX1WU/IMAG03433.jpg?imgmax=800" width="637" height="480"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Quan cafe’s malay style fried rice&lt;br&gt;So spicy T___T&amp;nbsp; end up cannot finish it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="opt AFA" border="0" alt="opt AFA" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-_BbmIaEG17I/Te91tC-3jzI/AAAAAAAACWA/OviGx0k_NZc/opt%252520AFA%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="582" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Just opted for AFA - AMA - AAC&lt;br&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;and busy weeks ahead ! &lt;br&gt;aza aza fighting &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;till then,&lt;br&gt;XoXO&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-8376991006263910296?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8376991006263910296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/06/hold-tight-to-your-dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/8376991006263910296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/8376991006263910296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/06/hold-tight-to-your-dreams.html' title='Hold tight to your dreams'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-b9NqsmFO7mQ/Te91q6_2TKI/AAAAAAAACV4/rn4CAXWDsC0/s72-c/auto20110604-0424003.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-6737864977228153343</id><published>2011-06-03T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T22:06:47.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder what crosses your mind when your eyes meet mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks god it’s Friday ! :D&lt;/strong&gt; Time to slow down and relax over the weekends. :P&lt;br&gt;Have so much of thing in my mind that I feel insecure to write about. I don’t like to make my blog sounds so sad or depressed. Btw, I’m not a pessimistic person, just going through some &lt;strike&gt;a lot of&lt;/strike&gt; depressed stuff lately. &lt;font color="#f79646"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheer me up please :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do we deal with disappointment ? How do we tolerate all the time ? How do we learn to&amp;nbsp; cherish ?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;I believe everyone has different boiling point and mine had just exceeded the limit. I can’t take it easily anymore neither will I tolerate anymore. Sometimes, I abandoned my own feelings. And from now on, I must always take care of my own feelings too because no one else will if I myself don’t. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;no d&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="7s4ejF1qbzn4mo1_500" border="0" alt="7s4ejF1qbzn4mo1_500" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-QMbOdtzFf9Q/TejqazbhoZI/AAAAAAAACVs/SezBKGaPyaA/7s4ejF1qbzn4mo1_500%25255B5%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="485" height="388"&gt;very true !&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="le6z6pbsqR1qav0ddo1_500" border="0" alt="le6z6pbsqR1qav0ddo1_500" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-PVQnVIIYjHk/Tejqcdt89GI/AAAAAAAACVw/WI7jhhbFSUc/le6z6pbsqR1qav0ddo1_500%25255B4%25255D.png?imgmax=800" width="500" height="352"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;So, hug me? :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="dream" border="0" alt="dream" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-t7YTimqENpw/TejqdYkO2jI/AAAAAAAACV0/csPkHNTVrFo/dream%25255B9%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="332"&gt;Just do it ;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Till then,&lt;br&gt;XoXo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-6737864977228153343?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6737864977228153343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-wonder-what-crosses-your-mind-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/6737864977228153343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/6737864977228153343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-wonder-what-crosses-your-mind-when.html' title='I wonder what crosses your mind when your eyes meet mine'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-QMbOdtzFf9Q/TejqazbhoZI/AAAAAAAACVs/SezBKGaPyaA/s72-c/7s4ejF1qbzn4mo1_500%25255B5%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-863914774901401536</id><published>2011-05-30T21:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T21:47:49.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pain makes you stronger, tears makes you braver, heartbreak makes you wiser.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Boo ! I’m back :D&lt;br&gt;wanted to blog about the ACCA Conference but skipped , just a quickie to keep my blog updated :P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="228349_2127126775392_1162598570_32639119_8339759_n" border="0" alt="228349_2127126775392_1162598570_32639119_8339759_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-k2Ycqu8QcSE/TeOf3p7LOmI/AAAAAAAACVU/mBkCma5jKvU/228349_2127126775392_1162598570_32639119_8339759_n%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I hide.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0330" border="0" alt="IMAG0330" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-QXwDRzJ5Dpw/TeOf4q4IWpI/AAAAAAAACVY/1SCd2FBixcg/IMAG0330%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="637" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Macaroons , very sweet buy I likey :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="p20110527-140359" border="0" alt="p20110527-140359" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-jIC_0M1aBU0/TeOf5kYvlqI/AAAAAAAACVc/AOOR36vRahk/p20110527-140359%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We &amp;lt;3 NAP&lt;br&gt;stands for nature, animal and planet&lt;br&gt;picture credited to li yean .&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0332" border="0" alt="IMAG0332" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-dL77sxUYkng/TeOf6TzTvLI/AAAAAAAACVg/XmD7ZB9Z_Gw/IMAG0332%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Scratched my car&lt;br&gt;Bang my home’s auto gate T___T *cries*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ab4viifNrWw/TeOf9rOprZI/AAAAAAAACVk/xgWxc0dxuVU/s1600-h/SQ1qzhfbro1_400%25255B2%25255D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: inline" title="SQ1qzhfbro1_400" alt="SQ1qzhfbro1_400" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-0XuL0r1Bx5g/TeOgBFTOmMI/AAAAAAAACVo/vXMj5ltL944/SQ1qzhfbro1_400_thumb.gif?imgmax=800" width="240" height="136"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;fall asleep in the cinema,&lt;br&gt;was watching kung fu panda 2.&lt;br&gt;I guess I’m too tired =O&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Till Then,&lt;br&gt;XoXO&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-863914774901401536?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/863914774901401536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/05/pain-makes-you-stronger-tears-makes-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/863914774901401536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/863914774901401536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/05/pain-makes-you-stronger-tears-makes-you.html' title='pain makes you stronger, tears makes you braver, heartbreak makes you wiser.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-k2Ycqu8QcSE/TeOf3p7LOmI/AAAAAAAACVU/mBkCma5jKvU/s72-c/228349_2127126775392_1162598570_32639119_8339759_n%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-7355544742491435632</id><published>2011-05-24T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T21:54:35.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don’t dwell on the past.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Abandoned my blog for a week again, I was not really in a good mood last week over something. &lt;strike&gt;I still don’t feel good about it now&lt;/strike&gt;. So, it will be a very random post only. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Words can kill, I guess my mood get affected easily. I know I didn’t do anything wrong but I still feel bad over it. I have the tendency to take care of other feelings over my own feelings. Who want to take care of my feelings ? I am so heartbroken now :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0462" border="0" alt="IMG_0462" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/Tdu4lHRy-ZI/AAAAAAAACVI/kbp-c-Zyes8/IMG_0462%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Feels like hugging my doggie now :(&lt;br&gt;they like to make me chase them around -_____- &lt;br&gt;and I always fail to catch Grr but still happy haha -.-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="hgr5fVl0C1qf0i9eo1_400" border="0" alt="hgr5fVl0C1qf0i9eo1_400" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/Tdu4l06-8TI/AAAAAAAACVM/xc6s2ycfYHM/hgr5fVl0C1qf0i9eo1_400%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="340" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Pets always cheer my mood.&lt;br&gt;I love animals ! :)&lt;br&gt;and I want hamsters so badly,&lt;br&gt;dad doesn’t allow me to buy hamsters, so I want to adopt hamsters &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br&gt;anyone ? &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="V1qdmxiyo1_500" border="0" alt="V1qdmxiyo1_500" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/Tdu4moc0ctI/AAAAAAAACVQ/QZ4mAldEUY0/V1qdmxiyo1_500%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="60"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;tell me I am just overthinking. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;how to cheer myself up ? :O&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Next post will be Yee ting’s farewell party and ACCA conference ! stay tuned ;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Till then,&lt;br&gt;Xoxo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-7355544742491435632?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7355544742491435632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/05/dont-dwell-on-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/7355544742491435632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/7355544742491435632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/05/dont-dwell-on-past.html' title='Don’t dwell on the past.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/Tdu4lHRy-ZI/AAAAAAAACVI/kbp-c-Zyes8/s72-c/IMG_0462%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-7184239624228856769</id><published>2011-05-14T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T21:58:15.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I had a lot of reasons to give up but I chose to stay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;almost one update a week only :O&lt;br&gt;Last semester of my diploma just started, let me summarise the whole week in a post :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_1947" border="0" alt="IMG_1947" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/Tc6KZT54PQI/AAAAAAAACU0/KB42k4SVb7c/IMG_1947%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;my panda eyes and eye bag T__T&lt;br&gt;no cure ah ? T__T&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;1. New semester =&amp;nbsp; so far so good.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I think I MUST work harder this time . I feel so blessed for still scoring a not bad Cgpa despite my last minute study attitude . I’m a lucky girl :D time to put in more effort and not to screw up my last semester.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;2. Cycling for 3 hours @ taman pertanian shah alam &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I went cycling last Thursday . Really enjoyed so much, I didn’t cycle since primary ! XD I was so tired until I cannot feel my legs after it -___-&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_1977" border="0" alt="IMG_1977" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/Tc6KaQWtC7I/AAAAAAAACU4/p452DM_ozgg/IMG_1977%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;I only took one picture lol. others are grabbed from facebook.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="226962_1983250895219_1061626847_2264472_6104397_n" border="0" alt="226962_1983250895219_1061626847_2264472_6104397_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/Tc6KbQCloKI/AAAAAAAACU8/UH5HiSh-wcs/226962_1983250895219_1061626847_2264472_6104397_n%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;DAC 25 :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="228556_1983245535085_1061626847_2264447_7423011_n" border="0" alt="228556_1983245535085_1061626847_2264447_7423011_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/Tc6KcqvpyqI/AAAAAAAACVA/fhT99r6KwgY/228556_1983245535085_1061626847_2264447_7423011_n%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;look at hui san xD &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Hair fall&amp;nbsp; sob :(&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;anyone know how to cure hair fall ? T.T &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; My first 4 flat =D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Last semester result released last Thursday ! I was quite nervous , I don’t want to get disappointed and tadaaaa ~ :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="result sem 6" border="0" alt="result sem 6" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/Tc6Kdp2JUWI/AAAAAAAACVE/78ZXMjWK1rg/result%20sem%206%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="568" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;5. I like my auditing lecturer&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;She has good sense of humour that make sense and I love her English. She made audit sounds pretty interesting ;) idk, I always heard people saying audit is hard haha. It is still too early to judge :X &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;6. Chance I don’t want to miss. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I want to take up the challenge and see if I can make it. I am still in dilemma but we always learn from failure right ? time to widen the horizon, isn’t it . &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;7. Quoted by my lecture&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;“ we can always lie to others but we cannot lie to ourselves “ &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;very true indeed. No matter how much I deny, I still hope everything end up the other way round. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;8. Failed parking miserably &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I suck a lot in parking, I cannot park nicely T_T and I don’t know how to side parking and reverse parking wth. My friend taught me at the college parking lot and I think I still cannot park . why so noob ;(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;9. Signed up for Tar College ACCA Conference&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;who’s going ? :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.&amp;nbsp; Thinking of what should I do after graduating from Diploma&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;what’s next ?? I guess I will be doing ACCA , AFA programme in Tarc. going to UK or not going to UK ? financial planning&amp;nbsp; ~_~ &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-7184239624228856769?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7184239624228856769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-had-lot-of-reasons-to-give-up-but-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/7184239624228856769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/7184239624228856769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-had-lot-of-reasons-to-give-up-but-i.html' title='I had a lot of reasons to give up but I chose to stay.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/Tc6KZT54PQI/AAAAAAAACU0/KB42k4SVb7c/s72-c/IMG_1947%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-4899060867574250979</id><published>2011-05-08T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T22:05:59.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the one who never fail to love</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_9312" border="0" alt="IMG_9312" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TcajRme4abI/AAAAAAAACUw/nSYksPQX35U/IMG_9312%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Mother’s Day , mommy !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I know how much you love me&lt;br&gt;despite all the nagging and lectures you gave,&lt;br&gt;you just want me to be a good girl and be discipline.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I know I always like to complain so much about your nagging,&lt;br&gt;But I can’t live without that.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I promise I will cook dinner for next year mother’s day.&lt;br&gt;We don’t need to go out for good dinner.&lt;br&gt;home is always the best,&lt;br&gt;and it’s time for me to show you I’m learning to grow up and you taught me all these :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;thank you Mrs chin.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I LOVE YOU! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-4899060867574250979?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4899060867574250979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/05/one-who-never-fail-to-love.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/4899060867574250979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/4899060867574250979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/05/one-who-never-fail-to-love.html' title='the one who never fail to love'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TcajRme4abI/AAAAAAAACUw/nSYksPQX35U/s72-c/IMG_9312%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-4552322625485583496</id><published>2011-05-07T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T00:00:09.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what are you waiting ? tomorrow isn’t guaranteed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_1866" border="0" alt="IMG_1866" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TcQbBcFKyzI/AAAAAAAACUo/AFQxS70s8rs/IMG_1866%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I kinda look different here . lol&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Why is the weather getting hotter everyday.&lt;br&gt;Hot weather makes me lazy&lt;br&gt;( cannot stop giving excuses )&lt;br&gt;Ruined my plan to wash my shoes.&amp;nbsp; Grr &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;and I regretted not going for Starbucks today T_T&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="lipton" border="0" alt="lipton" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TcQbCF0lo3I/AAAAAAAACUs/Gd5gCJs6-cs/lipton%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="120" height="268"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;thing&amp;nbsp; that made my day :D &lt;br&gt;love it. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#f79646"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow isn’t guaranteed,&lt;br&gt;I should put my plan to work.&lt;br&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;btw, the previous post sounds so emo :/&lt;br&gt;I can’t believe I actually wrote that and posted&lt;br&gt;omg .&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Till then,&lt;br&gt;XoXo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-4552322625485583496?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4552322625485583496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-are-you-waiting-tomorrow-isnt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/4552322625485583496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/4552322625485583496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-are-you-waiting-tomorrow-isnt.html' title='what are you waiting ? tomorrow isn’t guaranteed.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TcQbBcFKyzI/AAAAAAAACUo/AFQxS70s8rs/s72-c/IMG_1866%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-6165400502904033994</id><published>2011-05-05T23:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T23:39:48.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meeting someone who means the world to you but are we meant to be ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“ Love isn’t constant perfection and no one is supposed to understand it. But it’s real and it keeps your heart beating and it keeps you wanting more. Love gives you a bright light of hope in your heart and a black hole of mystery in your mind. Sometimes love doesn’t make sense, but it’s worth it. It always is. “ &lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;My mind keep wanders and it always come back to you , a feeling I couldn’t explain in words. I told myself to forget about it and there is more better one out there but I failed every time. I don’t want to give up on this. I’m not the type of girls who have courage to do something to get notice by the guy she likes. :/&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tell me what to do. I’m lost.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Oc81qd0f16o1_500" border="0" alt="Oc81qd0f16o1_500" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TcLEva2FRbI/AAAAAAAACUg/5LxzLtD8e4U/Oc81qd0f16o1_500%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="319"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;on the other note, &lt;br&gt;I found this story when I was browsing around and think that I should share it with people. &lt;br&gt;the caption below is copy paste ( not my copyright )&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="cy564o1_500" border="0" alt="cy564o1_500" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TcLEwzuddII/AAAAAAAACUk/aoOgPICoxaQ/cy564o1_5004.jpg?imgmax=800" width="345" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Please be grateful for the arms and hands that God has graciously provided for you…&lt;br&gt;If you think you’re suffering take a look at this child’s smile&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;so sweet of him&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;br&gt;He didn’t give up, I should learn from him. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-6165400502904033994?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6165400502904033994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/05/meeting-someone-who-means-world-to-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/6165400502904033994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/6165400502904033994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/05/meeting-someone-who-means-world-to-you.html' title='meeting someone who means the world to you but are we meant to be ?'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TcLEva2FRbI/AAAAAAAACUg/5LxzLtD8e4U/s72-c/Oc81qd0f16o1_500%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-5418064258814292124</id><published>2011-04-28T00:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T00:47:43.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>live without pretending, love without depending, listen without defending, speak without offending</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;emotions and moods are like roller coaster ride ( recently ) . I have to admit I spend too much time thinking ‘what if’ in everything that cross through my mind. I’m starting to hate myself for liking to think too much. I always have the tendency to blame myself in everything and regretting. Why am I so stubborn this way. I’m getting so tired of thinking all the mistakes and regrets which I couldn’t mend now. I should just forget and plan for my future ahead. Why I like to stuck in the past T_T .&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I did sat down quietly and think about what am I doing. What do I want to achieve&amp;nbsp; in life. How can I achieve my goals. How can I make myself and everyone around happy. The answer is clear in my mind but I feel so helpless now. I guess me having this mental breakdown now. I swear I will work out my plan as soon as my mood gets better. Time does not wait. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It’s not easy to be positive all the time. I’m not a happy go lucky type of person :-( &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="NsN1qd0f16o1_500" border="0" alt="NsN1qd0f16o1_500" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TbhIrlL32YI/AAAAAAAACUc/WaOnF8HczTI/NsN1qd0f16o1_500%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="332"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-5418064258814292124?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5418064258814292124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/04/live-without-pretending-love-without.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/5418064258814292124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/5418064258814292124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/04/live-without-pretending-love-without.html' title='live without pretending, love without depending, listen without defending, speak without offending'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TbhIrlL32YI/AAAAAAAACUc/WaOnF8HczTI/s72-c/NsN1qd0f16o1_500%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-1753873216751598471</id><published>2011-04-26T23:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T23:14:36.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Telemarketing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello good morning/afternoon, can I speak to Mr. XXX ? I am chia pei calling on behalf of… &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;telemarketing job is all about talking the same stuff with different people :O&lt;br&gt;an easy job but boring especially when you couldn’t get through the line or the receptionist put your call on hold for too long =.=&lt;br&gt;I accidentally fall asleep &lt;strike&gt;a few times&lt;/strike&gt; while I was listening to the dial tone after lunch. lol ! I don’t know how I can do that haha. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0289" border="0" alt="IMAG0289" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TbbhWDQsfJI/AAAAAAAACUU/1cQP3QVXOoE/IMAG02894.jpg?imgmax=800" width="391" height="295"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;had been stuck with this phone at work.&lt;br&gt;I hate the messed up wire. Grr.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Besides unreachable calls and rude receptionists, I do enjoy being a telemarketer :D&lt;br&gt;I don’t mind spending like RM 10 on transport and another Rm10 on food daily and waking up&amp;nbsp; early to work, 25% of my salary .&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br&gt;I actually regretted for not continuing the job until Wednesday ( I stopped last Friday ) , I miss the bunch of colleagues there. T_T We clicked well so fast, and they’re nice. we’re now friends :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0288" border="0" alt="IMAG0288" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TbbhW6YkNjI/AAAAAAAACUY/UmO67lNCVk4/IMAG02885.jpg?imgmax=800" width="452" height="341"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I had running nose on the last day of work.&lt;br&gt;So, I bought a hot milo to help me stay warm in the office.&lt;br&gt;But my naughty colleagues suggested to drink Starbucks.&lt;br&gt;Why I get tempted so easily ??!&lt;br&gt;my mocha frap ;D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Somehow, I love new working experience . &lt;br&gt;and I get to learn something new. &lt;br&gt;and meet new friends :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Till Then, &lt;br&gt;XOXO&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-1753873216751598471?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1753873216751598471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/04/telemarketing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1753873216751598471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1753873216751598471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/04/telemarketing.html' title='Telemarketing'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TbbhWDQsfJI/AAAAAAAACUU/1cQP3QVXOoE/s72-c/IMAG02894.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-1280018642771296659</id><published>2011-04-25T00:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T00:32:17.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That friend .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;suddenly feel something is missing .&lt;br&gt;Something that I wish for.&lt;br&gt;Something I hope it will be mine.&lt;br&gt;Something I don’t want to lose.&lt;br&gt;Something I want to cherish.&lt;br&gt;Something that I am willing to wait.&lt;br&gt;Something just gone wrong in me.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;I hate being too free, I tend to think of unnecessary thoughts. &lt;br&gt;But these thoughts remind me of so many things.&lt;br&gt;So many memories which I almost forgotten. both happy and sad past events. &lt;br&gt;If I am given a chance, I want to reverse time and change one thing from the past. :/ &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0293" border="0" alt="IMAG0293" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TbRQkBlJI1I/AAAAAAAACUQ/R10S6N8U63w/IMAG0293%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;my new spec . ^^&lt;br&gt;Nice or not ? &lt;br&gt;I feel weird wearing it. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;XoXo,&lt;br&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-1280018642771296659?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1280018642771296659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/04/that-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1280018642771296659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1280018642771296659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/04/that-friend.html' title='That friend .'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TbRQkBlJI1I/AAAAAAAACUQ/R10S6N8U63w/s72-c/IMAG0293%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-2951398197847999977</id><published>2011-04-19T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T22:33:06.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>make me smile without trying</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;What a hectic semester break. &lt;br&gt;Had been working the whole holiday, I get to rest one or two day only.&lt;br&gt;But nevertheless, I am still feeling great, not as bad as I thought. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;At the moment, I worked two very different jobs : telemarketer and pc fair promoter. &lt;br&gt;took a day rest on Monday and continued with my telemarketing job today . &lt;br&gt;I was quite reluctant to work actually, but it would be so boring sitting at home and waiting for the clock to tick slowly. ( and yes I need $$$ hehe )&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000" size="4"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Wanted to share my three days work experience at Pc Fair. &lt;br&gt;Start with a picture of me :P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_1661" border="0" alt="IMG_1661" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/Ta2dG7n2JFI/AAAAAAAACUI/B-52yYKPQ5M/IMG_1661%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;camwhore while I was waiting for kok wei.&lt;br&gt;It was taken on the last day of work , I totally forgot to&amp;nbsp; camwhore :O&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;So , I worked for windows phone and asked to promote their LG Optimus 7 at the LG booth&lt;br&gt;Very challenging job X_X &lt;br&gt;I guess it’s the most hard to sell smartphone in the entire fair . Pft.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyway, the salary was quite low but I learnt a lot thou.&lt;br&gt;No regret taking up the job and stand on my heel 8 hours for three days.&lt;br&gt;I get to see all kind of peoples with all kinds of attitudes.&lt;br&gt;and sales is not an easy job&lt;br&gt;even worst when you’re selling a RM2k phone&amp;nbsp; &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br&gt;and many more great experiences :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;choice of words are very important because people tend to analyse it differently.&lt;br&gt;Some will like to take thing seriously and some just don’t care about it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_1664" border="0" alt="IMG_1664" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/Ta2dHrZUMII/AAAAAAAACUM/WOdVcR3zj4w/IMG_1664%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Taken before I return the uniform&lt;br&gt;why do we need to return it..why =.=&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s: will be working until this Friday . enjoy working at the moment. I like to keep myself busy :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-2951398197847999977?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2951398197847999977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/04/make-me-smile-without-trying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/2951398197847999977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/2951398197847999977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/04/make-me-smile-without-trying.html' title='make me smile without trying'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/Ta2dG7n2JFI/AAAAAAAACUI/B-52yYKPQ5M/s72-c/IMG_1661%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-6523869704117317515</id><published>2011-04-15T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T00:01:58.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am still searching for it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;So bored, I guess I’m going to sleep now. &lt;br&gt;I like to sleep early during holidays..so not me&amp;nbsp; =.=&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;After one day of rest,&lt;br&gt;will be working again from Friday - Sunday.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Promoting Windows phone at Pc fair.&lt;br&gt;it will be either Lg or HtC brand. &lt;br&gt;anyone interested, look for me at the booth okay? :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC00025" border="0" alt="DSC00025" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TacacZg3G3I/AAAAAAAACUA/7LzZm4mo0VU/DSC00025%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;she snapped when I am not ready yet :O&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="DSC00026" border="0" alt="DSC00026" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TacadYWwlWI/AAAAAAAACUE/eNDeYiUjxeI/DSC00026%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;ready now XD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Off to bed, &lt;br&gt;Xoxo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-6523869704117317515?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6523869704117317515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-am-still-searching-for-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/6523869704117317515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/6523869704117317515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-am-still-searching-for-it.html' title='I am still searching for it.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TacacZg3G3I/AAAAAAAACUA/7LzZm4mo0VU/s72-c/DSC00025%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-4692107611121665018</id><published>2011-04-13T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T23:44:00.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disgrace</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I completely lost direction of the whole road right in front of me. At this moment, I didn’t know if my thoughts are acceptable and is it the best way to value the blurred future ahead. I am standing here in dilemma, still struggling with thoughts. Yes, I am stubborn and defending type. I can’t stop giving excuses to defend myself but those reasons are also relevant and I’m not trying to bullshit, I have my own points. However, that is not important anymore. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am so hurt by words use by a person who is so important to me. I guess I am not good in showing how much I care and I failed your test. I am so disappointing&amp;nbsp; and useless and fucked up and. Perhaps, I might not realise how bad I failed. I am so tired as well, I can’t seem to understand and cause a lot of heartache. Perhaps, everything would be better off without me. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;why do we like to hide things from our love ones….why :-(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Heartbroken . &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Don’t ask me why because I just won’t want to talk about it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-4692107611121665018?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4692107611121665018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/04/disgrace.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/4692107611121665018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/4692107611121665018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/04/disgrace.html' title='Disgrace'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-7171450560872479557</id><published>2011-04-05T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T22:44:57.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wasn’t suppose to</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;thoughts running through my mind. I tend to think a lot of other things when I am doing revision for exams =.= &lt;br&gt;I couldn’t sleep well for days , thinking about something not important ( I assume ). &lt;br&gt;Very tired physically and mentally and yet the brain doesn’t want to stop running. :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;You know it is so hard to pretend . I HATE Pretending. &lt;br&gt;and Why am I doing that? wtf .&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I have the tendency to care for others too much ( most of the time ) &lt;br&gt;but I just dislike to sound it out&lt;br&gt;and rarely will&lt;br&gt;weird anot :O&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;On the brighter side, ONE MORE PAPER TO GO :D&lt;br&gt;and I will be meeting my girls tomorrow for dinner &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0237" border="0" alt="IMAG0237" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TZsq6GtjZdI/AAAAAAAACT8/deMrecYdfjo/IMAG0237%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="637" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Don’t know when this is taken but I look so serious @@.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I’m suppose to study for my last paper now ! &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;br&gt;Laziness strikes AGAIN. &lt;br&gt;Gonna start now *finger crossed*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-7171450560872479557?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7171450560872479557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-wasnt-suppose-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/7171450560872479557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/7171450560872479557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-wasnt-suppose-to.html' title='I wasn’t suppose to'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TZsq6GtjZdI/AAAAAAAACT8/deMrecYdfjo/s72-c/IMAG0237%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-1279477838593672441</id><published>2011-03-31T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T21:19:35.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No reasons to give up !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I am so inspired to blog and so free to blog at the moment haha. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yesterday, I took a bus home from LRT station and saw an old man in the bus, standing just two seats away from the pole I am holding. He looked so old, weary&amp;nbsp; and semi-blind (yes he only have one eye) but he’s still standing. I wonder no one even care to offer him a seat or he insist to stand. I don’t know why, he somehow reminds me life goes on no matter how hard the situation is and we need to stay strong. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;problems, difficulties, dilemma are all part and parcel of life. &lt;br&gt;Don’t stop believing because life can’t get hard all the time right :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes the problem with humans are we tend to focus on our failures and unhappiness more than how much we cherish and appreciate our good times. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Time to revise for final, I’m gonna burn the midnight oil tonight! :D&lt;br&gt;How I wish someone could sit beside me and burn the midnight oil with me, I&amp;nbsp; like accompany.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="cake" border="0" alt="cake" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TZR_ZZzFO7I/AAAAAAAACT4/uzgyUq0Drr0/cake%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="373"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Craving for cheese cake now D:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-1279477838593672441?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1279477838593672441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/03/no-reasons-to-give-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1279477838593672441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1279477838593672441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/03/no-reasons-to-give-up.html' title='No reasons to give up !'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TZR_ZZzFO7I/AAAAAAAACT4/uzgyUq0Drr0/s72-c/cake%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-2802029820795272582</id><published>2011-03-28T23:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T23:51:42.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let’s go somewhere we can be alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I have this hobby which I seldom practice, reading book. I love reading book hee :) &lt;br&gt;But not textbooks or anything related to examinations. :p&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Spending time alone in the bookstore, picking up a random book and just read :D&lt;br&gt;very calming and I actually can release stress this way. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Somehow, I prefer reading non-fiction &lt;br&gt;But fiction love stories are good ! :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0249" border="0" alt="IMAG0249" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TZCujXrKBII/AAAAAAAACT0/e-h8NJDHbzQ/IMAG0249%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I want this book :(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-2802029820795272582?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2802029820795272582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/03/lets-go-somewhere-we-can-be-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/2802029820795272582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/2802029820795272582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/03/lets-go-somewhere-we-can-be-alone.html' title='Let’s go somewhere we can be alone'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TZCujXrKBII/AAAAAAAACT0/e-h8NJDHbzQ/s72-c/IMAG0249%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-8787248915420797464</id><published>2011-03-27T21:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T21:44:55.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you feel how I feel ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Seriously I hate short semester so much :( &lt;br&gt;Non- stop deadlines, assignments after assignments GAHH T_T &lt;br&gt;I was so stressed and restless for around 2 weeks T_T&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;thanks god everything is over last Friday ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;will be having my final on 2nd, 5th and 9th April. &lt;br&gt;Will try not to study too last minute this time especially MIS. &lt;br&gt;I know nothing about MIs T_T who can tutor me ? please.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;***&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#f79646"&gt;I always thought being kind is something good &lt;br&gt;and as long as you’re kind , people would be thankful&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I was wrong! In some situation with some too self centred person, being kind is a disadvantage.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Everyone is self centred I assume, just different degree of self-centred-ness.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyway, a person who take advantage of someone’s kindness too overly is &lt;br&gt;the most self-centred and not worth to help ( in my opinion) &lt;br&gt;like oh please? I have my own things to take care too?! y u no think I got own things to deal too ? pft. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;***&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Attended a relative’s wedding last two week.&lt;br&gt;and &lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;camwhored with sis to release some stress &lt;br&gt;and it did not help..still feeling the stress after it :( &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_1011" border="0" alt="IMG_1011" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TY8_TXmAKiI/AAAAAAAACTk/OVjWWecBOdU/IMG_10113.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;# Take ONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_1012" border="0" alt="IMG_1012" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TY8_UA_ZrSI/AAAAAAAACTo/nQUneyRA_OI/IMG_1012%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;# Take TWO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_1037" border="0" alt="IMG_1037" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TY8_U7dyMEI/AAAAAAAACTs/gd3_iJZWDVU/IMG_1037%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;# Take THREE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_1050" border="0" alt="IMG_1050" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TY8_VgfIx1I/AAAAAAAACTw/HN4T2JvRmIQ/IMG_10503.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;# Take FOUR&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;cannot stop even when the road is so bumpy haha . xD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Till Then, &lt;br&gt;XOXO&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-8787248915420797464?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8787248915420797464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/03/do-you-feel-how-i-feel.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/8787248915420797464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/8787248915420797464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/03/do-you-feel-how-i-feel.html' title='Do you feel how I feel ?'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TY8_TXmAKiI/AAAAAAAACTk/OVjWWecBOdU/s72-c/IMG_10113.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-4067551701588613330</id><published>2011-03-15T00:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T00:11:54.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when I feel so helpless and depress</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;is the time I hope you would sit by my side and talk to me :(&lt;br&gt;I just feel like bursting out you know&lt;br&gt;I wanted to text and call u so much whenever I hold my phone &lt;br&gt;and I’m not sure you will even read this ornot. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;and I agree so much with this quote &lt;em&gt;‘Isn't it ironic we ignore the one who adores us, adore those who ignore us, love the one who hurts us and hurt those who love us’&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;the reality is always filled with illusion and cruelty. I now see things more clearly and I am wondering am I that blind before this ? sometimes instinct can be wrong too. Now I fully understand the theory that I always refuse to accept and I believe there are many exceptional cases but I’m proven to be wrong this time. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;anyway, I’m emo-ing now and sick at the same time ! disaster combination pft.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;nights.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-4067551701588613330?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4067551701588613330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-i-feel-so-helpless-and-depress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/4067551701588613330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/4067551701588613330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-i-feel-so-helpless-and-depress.html' title='when I feel so helpless and depress'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-6728382584779973095</id><published>2011-03-12T22:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T22:18:20.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How good do we need to be to be considered a good person ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It would be a rather long post full of words. I have so many thoughts and questions in my mind .&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;1. What should I do after this ? which road ?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;decision like this won’t be easy. We had this ACCA conference talk last Wednesday and I’m in dilemma. definitely I am going further my studies and get a professional cert. Which route will best suit me ? What do I really want in life ? Acca or Cima ? If Acca, should I take the fast phase or the normal phase? Can i cope with it ? decisions must be make by the end of April . I must really think properly. One of the hardest decision in my life so far and also one that could affect my life forever. When it comes to big decision like this, I am so bad in making decision. I don’t want to get upset or disappointed after it.. I Don’t want to Regret !&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#f79646"&gt;Life is all about making decisions right ? &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;at this midpoint, I guess I should take care of all my priorities the most.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;2. Sometimes counting on others suck. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I always tell myself not to judge others because everyone see things differently. Everyone have different degree of seriousness, hard work, sincerity, self consciousness and others. and YES, I’m trying to control myself to hold on to my temper and don’t burst out yelling at people for misbehaving ( in my own way of rating an action as misbehave )&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;3. I am not tired, just uninspired to work harder !&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;another word , LAZY ! I need something/someone to really motivate me :O&lt;br&gt;btw, I’m a self motivated person ( most of the time )&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;4. True friends are very rare gems.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;So, always remember to treasure them :) &lt;br&gt;we’ve friends that we don’t talk or see each other everyday but deep down we know&amp;nbsp; they will be there to listen and support whenever we need. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;5. If something can be erased or forgotten so easily&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I won’t be suffering so much . I’m living in pain every time it crosses my mind. Again, insecure. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;6. No one is perfect&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;we all have stories we don’t want to tell. We all have reasons. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;7. Disappointed&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Life is so fucked up at times. Just deal with it and good times will come after that .&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;as for me, being positive every single time is impossible. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;8. I protected my twitter site.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;send me a request if you want to read my tweets @ &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/chia_pei"&gt;http://twitter.com/#!/chia_pei&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;br&gt;Friends who don’t have one, please make one today :D … and to follow me :P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;9. People don’t change BUT&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;their objectives, vision, surrounding, experiences and many more can make them change. They view or deal with things differently as their beliefs changed.&amp;nbsp; So, they eventually not being the person you always see in them. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;10.&amp;nbsp; "i think life should be about touching the lives of people around us. making a difference. accepting people for who they are, going out of our way to help others, and loving with all that we’ve got. sometimes all it takes is one simple gesture, and we can put a smile on someone’s face and make them feel less alone. that is what we should live for, because when we’re gone from this world, we can’t take anything with us. all that’s left are the people whose lives you touched, and the difference you’ve made while you were here. so make this life count, because you don’t get a second chance." - runawaytrain&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;11.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt; In conclusion, do what makes you happy, be with who makes you smile. Laugh as much as you breathe and love as long as you live. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 . PRAY FOR JAPAN . you know, I cannot fall asleep during my nap yesterday. My mind keep picturing scenes I saw on CNN and how humans being swept away :(&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Life is so fragile. and I believe god is warning us to take good care of the earth. I don’t want the world to end so soon. D:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0894" border="0" alt="IMG_0894" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TXuAq9qlkvI/AAAAAAAACTg/q0xCTjgpmsk/IMG_08943.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taken @ Jogoya :p&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;first time spending Rm50 bucks for buffet O_O ,&lt;br&gt;I cannot eat much weih =.=&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;that’s all for now ,&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;XOXO &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;p/s: busy week ahead , :(&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-6728382584779973095?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6728382584779973095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-good-do-we-need-to-be-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/6728382584779973095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/6728382584779973095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/03/how-good-do-we-need-to-be-to-be.html' title='How good do we need to be to be considered a good person ?'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TXuAq9qlkvI/AAAAAAAACTg/q0xCTjgpmsk/s72-c/IMG_08943.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-6278959118332863318</id><published>2011-03-06T21:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T21:04:53.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>people are lonely because they build walls instead of bridges. - Joseph F. Newton</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;More than a week I didn’t update my blog here. I have no inspiration at all on what to blog lately. Life had been so dull, time is fully occupy with assignments &lt;strike&gt;plus my bad time management &lt;/strike&gt;=X I just finished my Moral nota lisan this afternoon . pft. procrastination sucks T_T . and spending weekends at home making it worst :(&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I need to chill out !&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Btw, Last semester result is out and I’m quite&lt;font color="#ffc000"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;disappointed again for scoring B for my accounts paper!!&lt;/font&gt; I’m not trying to offend anyone who score worst or below or think that I should have satisfy with it. It’s out of my expectation, I was hoping for an A-&amp;nbsp; T__T &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="Untitled" border="0" alt="Untitled" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TXOGcZGA1II/AAAAAAAACTU/CxN9sHQ3_vg/Untitled2.jpg?imgmax=800" width="622" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I need 3.75 to get 75% scholarship &lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;cruel cgpa -__- &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Attended a talk about further studies, more like college trying to promote their courses and want us to do our Acca/ Cima/ Advanced diploma in Tar College. I can’t stop thinking which way I should go, kinda lost my direction in accounting ~.~&lt;font color="#ffc000"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Should I go for CIMA instead of ACCA ? Should I continue studying in Tar College ? Can I achieve my scholarship target ( 75%) ? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;The thoughts of making the next decision which might just change my life forever freak me out ! I don’t want to regret my whole life :O &lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;any idea whether CIMA or ACCA would be a better choice ? please enlighten me. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;p/s: time to study for my moral coursework test tomorrow ! college tests and assignments never stop until the final exam. fml TT&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="q4xqmEU1qagu2oo1_500" border="0" alt="q4xqmEU1qagu2oo1_500" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TXOGdAczs-I/AAAAAAAACTY/4OlgmY1XmLY/q4xqmEU1qagu2oo1_5004.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="334"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;on the other note,&amp;nbsp; I wonder how macaroons taste like :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-6278959118332863318?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6278959118332863318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/03/people-are-lonely-because-they-build.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/6278959118332863318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/6278959118332863318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/03/people-are-lonely-because-they-build.html' title='people are lonely because they build walls instead of bridges. - Joseph F. Newton'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TXOGcZGA1II/AAAAAAAACTU/CxN9sHQ3_vg/s72-c/Untitled2.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-2253868880024673880</id><published>2011-02-24T21:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T21:32:02.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when was the last time we really talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;we spend too much time wondering why we’re not good enough.&lt;br&gt;I get so sensitive these few days, like so emotional.&lt;br&gt;Don’t know how to describe it exactly but I was overwhelmed with emotions.&lt;br&gt;I can be full of excitement and energy but feeling so emo and down the next moment =.=&lt;br&gt;I hate pms =O&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I better not comment about anything now, I might just follow my emotions and being bias lol. &lt;br&gt;Anyway, I agree that chocolates can bring good mood.&lt;br&gt;I did feel better after two massive heartbreak thanks to chocolates :) &lt;br&gt;( btw, it has nothing to do with relationship, just to stop some people from being curious or asking me about it )&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0158" border="0" alt="IMAG0158" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TWZd0S9zukI/AAAAAAAACTM/zouF75zaZY0/IMAG0158%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I want the length back, regret cutting my hair T_T&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-2253868880024673880?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2253868880024673880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/02/when-was-last-time-we-really-talk.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/2253868880024673880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/2253868880024673880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/02/when-was-last-time-we-really-talk.html' title='when was the last time we really talk'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TWZd0S9zukI/AAAAAAAACTM/zouF75zaZY0/s72-c/IMAG0158%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-5703194764675618747</id><published>2011-02-20T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T22:07:59.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It goes on</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;I always have so many things I want to write in my online diary here. The only thing that limit me is TIME. I am so bad in time management . &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Time to learn how to balance my time between college life,&amp;nbsp; family, assignments, social and time for myself. I spend too much time on the internet ( have to admit that =X )&lt;br&gt;Gonna come up with a post with everything I want to rant about and also some heart breaking moments I gone through lately. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;New semester just started last Monday , so far so good. &lt;br&gt;short semester, 7 weeks = busy semester &lt;br&gt;I guess life would be quite headache the whole six weeks :( &lt;br&gt;this semester also will be my only chance to score a cgpa 4.0 too.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Last semester result will be released 23rd February, this Wednesday. I’m so worry T_T&lt;br&gt;I did gave my best but I have no idea whether my best is good enough. I don’t want to screw my Cgpa. Please god, please help me..I pray. &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;I dislike conflict. It ruins all relationships. I’m so sad with some unnecessary thoughts from the evil side of people. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0205" border="0" alt="IMAG0205" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TWEgOqXH6zI/AAAAAAAACTE/5yp4MLw9ZnU/IMAG02053.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;went for a haircut &lt;br&gt;my ‘long hair’ is shorten by 3cm :(&lt;br&gt;I hate split ends and dry hair ! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;***&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="macaroons" border="0" alt="macaroons" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TWEgPhnkjuI/AAAAAAAACTI/eVFbbVdv2hE/macaroons7.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="388"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I wonder how macaroons taste like :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Things can happen so out of expectation, both good and bad. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Till then, &lt;br&gt;XOXO&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-5703194764675618747?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5703194764675618747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-goes-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/5703194764675618747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/5703194764675618747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-goes-on.html' title='It goes on'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TWEgOqXH6zI/AAAAAAAACTE/5yp4MLw9ZnU/s72-c/IMAG02053.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-576385843253262177</id><published>2011-02-15T21:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T21:26:54.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It only hurts when you start pretending it doesn't</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/p3bFOT1e-AU?rel=0" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;'Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away.&lt;br&gt;And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today.&lt;br&gt;'Cause I love you, whether its wrong or right and though I can't be with you tonight, you know my heart is by your side.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I don't wanna run away but I can't take it, I don't understand.&lt;br&gt;If I'm not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?&lt;br&gt;Is there anyway that I can stay in your arms?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-576385843253262177?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/576385843253262177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-only-hurts-when-you-start-pretending.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/576385843253262177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/576385843253262177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/02/it-only-hurts-when-you-start-pretending.html' title='It only hurts when you start pretending it doesn&amp;#39;t'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/p3bFOT1e-AU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-5771740248819562128</id><published>2011-02-13T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T22:01:45.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year my fellow readers :) &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I hope it’s not too late yet to wish here . &lt;br&gt;Anyway, I can’t feel the CNY atmosphere that much this year :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;The best parts of chinese new year for me are angpaus, food and drinks :D&lt;br&gt;and I hope I can gain some weight&amp;nbsp; with so many good foods and drinks,&lt;br&gt;I think I did gained a bit but I still look the same =.=&lt;br&gt;I don’t know how some people can gain 3-5kgs in few days T_T teach me please.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Let pictures do the talking ,&lt;br&gt;I write captions okay :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0349" border="0" alt="IMG_0349" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TVfkJLa5r2I/AAAAAAAACSc/Dkiy1iN-r-8/IMG_034910.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;Girls love to camwhore :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0164" border="0" alt="IMAG0164" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TVfkJxpijFI/AAAAAAAACSg/gExYHt25xZs/IMAG01643.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" height="480"&gt;syok sendiri =p&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0377" border="0" alt="IMG_0377" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TVfkKzQ2kOI/AAAAAAAACSk/JXLxC8JPCCg/IMG_03773.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;my cousin sister driving :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0383" border="0" alt="IMG_0383" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TVfkMAZTVHI/AAAAAAAACSo/cZCVPqvcGE0/IMG_0383%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0389" border="0" alt="IMG_0389" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TVfkNFjx_eI/AAAAAAAACSs/4uz83lR1XXE/IMG_0389%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;we are almost the same height :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0396" border="0" alt="IMG_0396" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TVfkOaSaJLI/AAAAAAAACSw/qaLSstuSAY8/IMG_0396%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0406" border="0" alt="IMG_0406" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TVfkPQ04_BI/AAAAAAAACS0/A-Bfz1CTbEc/IMG_0406%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Carl’s Jr fries yummy ! I’m craving for it now T_T&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0438" border="0" alt="IMG_0438" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TVfkQSuPh1I/AAAAAAAACS4/OqRQXBcdDhs/IMG_0438%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;the best part of this year’s chinese new year :D &lt;br&gt;I finally know how to drive *so proud of myself T_T*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0461" border="0" alt="IMG_0461" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TVfkRc2mesI/AAAAAAAACS8/dLessJ-BH6U/IMG_0461%5B13%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My rexy and jolly =D&lt;br&gt;and I love pets :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0561" border="0" alt="IMG_0561" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TVfkSDdMZvI/AAAAAAAACTA/nP0yQCsKA2A/IMG_0561%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tired after visiting so many relatives’ houses.&lt;br&gt;why must we only meet and spend time during cny :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;gonna stop here, I’m lazy to upload more pictures and&lt;br&gt;people gonna get bored with so many camwhore pictures I guess =.=&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;***&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;anyway, I’m in the mood to write down my thoughts but I would like to post in separately. &lt;br&gt;Maybe I shall do it later or tomorrow.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;till then, &lt;br&gt;XOXO &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-5771740248819562128?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5771740248819562128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/5771740248819562128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/5771740248819562128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-chinese-new-year.html' title='Happy Chinese New Year :)'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TVfkJLa5r2I/AAAAAAAACSc/Dkiy1iN-r-8/s72-c/IMG_034910.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-1950980862239593936</id><published>2011-01-31T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T22:44:21.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am learning how to be content in whatever state I am</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0312" border="0" alt="IMG_0312" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TUbKxC2S52I/AAAAAAAACSU/xul39c1HYJM/IMG_0312%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My latest picture :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I dye my hair again with the liese leftoever that I kept but the color still not obvious :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;btw, I went out with my secondary besties yesterday..I miss all of you :D&lt;br&gt;But the time is too short, we still haven’t chat enough and it’s time to say bye bye :/&lt;br&gt;I guess we shall keep in touch more often ;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;it’s really hard to find a time where everyone is free and is in KL.&lt;br&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br&gt;I will post pictures later, kinda lazy when it comes to posting pictures @ facebook, idk why -.-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;I realise I forgotten the most important elements in my life. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I always said how much I love them but I didn’t do anything to show them my love instead I always made them angry and disappointed with me. I like to throw tantrum and hate them for nagging me a lot.&amp;nbsp; But deep in my heart, I know they’re the best peoples in my life and also the most important. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;It’s time to show them my love before it’s too late :)&lt;br&gt;I want to spend more time with the family &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I found this paragraph , and I think this ‘quote’ can reflects on me now:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when I FEEL that I’m not important to a person, I take the initiative to move away. NOT because I don’t care anymore, but because I have realized that if he’s not happy with me, there’s no reason for me to stay and hold on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;you’re not happy with me, right ? =S&lt;br&gt;Maybe I am just not good enough for you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-1950980862239593936?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1950980862239593936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-am-learning-how-to-be-content-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1950980862239593936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1950980862239593936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-am-learning-how-to-be-content-in.html' title='I am learning how to be content in whatever state I am'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TUbKxC2S52I/AAAAAAAACSU/xul39c1HYJM/s72-c/IMG_0312%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-7786453310866338872</id><published>2011-01-26T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T21:42:10.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When life gives you a thousand reasons to cry, show life that you've got a million reasons to smile. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Just a random update. I hate been wanting to write this for so long and yet I keep postponing. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had this very insecure feelings past few days. I don’t know why I was so pessimistic few days back. I guess I’m too free since I was sick and laying on the sofa made me imagine stuffs easily :O By the way, I am okay now and the normal me is back. So, you don’t have to come and ask me if I’m okay or not :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now thinking back, I guess some people just need people around them to assure them things, to make them feel better off and to have faith. They need people ( example friends ) to constantly be by their side and shower him/her with comfort and words of kindness. He/she cannot live with peace without stuffs like that. To me, I think this is what we call insecure type of people. To some extent, I would say insecurities suck.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyway, who doesn’t like the feeling of being taken care of? :) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It’s time to read my TIME magazine. I have so many unread issues yet due to college ( an excuse ) and I lend a psychology book from my cousin few months ago. I told Kevin I want psychology books about human behaviours and he&amp;nbsp; gave me abnormal child and adolescent psychology -.- still not sure whether I will read it or not. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I can’t feel the chinese new year festive mood even after I watch Homecoming . :S btw, the movie storyline is just okay, no big deal but no doubt it’s funny lol ! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="D1qzkfbpo1_r1_500" border="0" alt="D1qzkfbpo1_r1_500" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TUAksQwVkXI/AAAAAAAACSM/aVamoBGZMZU/D1qzkfbpo1_r1_500%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="333"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I need foods !&lt;br&gt;how to gain weight without food ._.&lt;br&gt;my house’s fridge has no food , not even biscuits O_O&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-7786453310866338872?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7786453310866338872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/01/when-life-gives-you-thousand-reasons-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/7786453310866338872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/7786453310866338872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/01/when-life-gives-you-thousand-reasons-to.html' title='When life gives you a thousand reasons to cry, show life that you&amp;#39;ve got a million reasons to smile. :)'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TUAksQwVkXI/AAAAAAAACSM/aVamoBGZMZU/s72-c/D1qzkfbpo1_r1_500%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-8997036098330611861</id><published>2011-01-23T22:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T22:51:20.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes just the act of sharing a painful secret can relieve some of the pain - Maryland</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finals were over last Wednesday! =D&lt;br&gt;will be having a short semester break until chinese new year . &lt;br&gt;Friends let’s hang out okay?? I need to catch up with everyone :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyway, I fall sick on the second day of my holiday =.=&lt;br&gt;I was having fever and very bad headache. &lt;br&gt;Seriously never have such a bad headache before, I feel like fainting that morning :O&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0172" border="0" alt="IMG_0172" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TTxAYWiX6MI/AAAAAAAACSA/0HV_Lh_QvO0/IMG_01723.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Spot me :P&lt;br&gt;Ice skating right after exam with group 29 peeps! =D&lt;br&gt;we went for ice skating too right after exam for last semester -.-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I love ice skating but it starts to get boring :X&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I wrote something here. Something which I took a very long time to finish. Yet again I have no courage to post. I end up deleting the whole paragraph. I can’t control my emotions anymore. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="edi2xU8VY1qd3poio1_500" border="0" alt="edi2xU8VY1qd3poio1_500" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TTxAZvZmLZI/AAAAAAAACSE/kYkKJGtx54A/edi2xU8VY1qd3poio1_5002.gif?imgmax=800" width="500" height="387"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Spring cleaning &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;br&gt;my room is in a big mess and &lt;br&gt;I need more room to fit all my things perfectly organise . &lt;br&gt;gah !&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My holiday is superb boring and unproductive :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Till then,&lt;br&gt;XOXO&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-8997036098330611861?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8997036098330611861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/01/sometimes-just-act-of-sharing-painful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/8997036098330611861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/8997036098330611861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/01/sometimes-just-act-of-sharing-painful.html' title='Sometimes just the act of sharing a painful secret can relieve some of the pain - Maryland'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TTxAYWiX6MI/AAAAAAAACSA/0HV_Lh_QvO0/s72-c/IMG_01723.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-4174462139204392607</id><published>2011-01-15T21:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T21:01:59.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish + Faith = Miracle in progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0056" border="0" alt="IMAG0056" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TTGaxSLNqnI/AAAAAAAACR8/c02p1CCTN5s/IMAG0056%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I don’t like to camwhore :O&lt;br&gt;weird, I thought girls suppose to love camwhoring haha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three down! Two more to go !&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I can do it ! &lt;br&gt;please god, let me study with my heart.&lt;br&gt;I keep losing focus :(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-4174462139204392607?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4174462139204392607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/01/wish-faith-miracle-in-progress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/4174462139204392607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/4174462139204392607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/01/wish-faith-miracle-in-progress.html' title='Wish + Faith = Miracle in progress'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TTGaxSLNqnI/AAAAAAAACR8/c02p1CCTN5s/s72-c/IMAG0056%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-8115997105689380542</id><published>2011-01-12T00:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T00:06:58.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the happiest feeling is when you're about to look at him but you noticed he's already looking at you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="jmzWek1qbv4sdo1_500" border="0" alt="jmzWek1qbv4sdo1_500" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TSyAITiyjxI/AAAAAAAACR4/C1RO85XK4rw/jmzWek1qbv4sdo1_500%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="355"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I am so numb about exam now.&lt;br&gt;I’m not as stress as before.&lt;br&gt;I guess, I start to put down those unwanted stress and burden :)&lt;br&gt;I take it easy now , not too easy I hope :X&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyway, 2 down ! 3 more to go ! :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I have so many things in my mind which I refuse to talk to people.&lt;br&gt;I’m so afraid to tell people how I really feel, I am so weak to be honest.&lt;br&gt;I hate being judge, &lt;br&gt;I hate to listen to advices (sometimes),&lt;br&gt;I am really tired.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I want to burst out everything to a deaf man’s ears.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Goodnight,&lt;br&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-8115997105689380542?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8115997105689380542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-of-happiest-feeling-is-when-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/8115997105689380542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/8115997105689380542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/01/one-of-happiest-feeling-is-when-you.html' title='One of the happiest feeling is when you&amp;#39;re about to look at him but you noticed he&amp;#39;s already looking at you.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TSyAITiyjxI/AAAAAAAACR4/C1RO85XK4rw/s72-c/jmzWek1qbv4sdo1_500%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-2675903340163484855</id><published>2011-01-04T20:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T20:53:36.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a new year resolution ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy New Year :D&lt;br&gt;I know I’m late but it’s better than never ? hee. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I spent my new year eve at home, facing my laptop and hugging my notes :(&lt;br&gt;And the first thing I did in the new year was cooking maggie for mum =.=&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Btw, I don’t want to comment about yea 2010.&lt;br&gt;it was both sweet and sour . &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;New year , new resolution and new hope?&lt;br&gt;Here is my list of resolutions and hope&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;1. Learn to take things easier.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I tend to think a lot, way too much. I don’t know why I let petty stuff to bother me so much at times. Whether it happens or not, it just doesn’t affect me that much and yet I still make myself worry too much over it. I shall stop this ! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;2. Stop procrastinating. &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This will be the hardest resolution. I think procrastinating is in my genes lol&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;3. Get ready to face the real world.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I need to be more mature and act more like an adult :O I can’t imagine myself going to work and facing the real world.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;4. Learn how to drive a car &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I have license but I never drive O.O&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;5. Give me a chance to prove how much I care?&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;this one count as a new hope. Maybe I am just so bad in showing it but I never stop. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Earn my own pocket money&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;I need a job, I want a job ! daddy, please let me work &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Dream a little bigger ;)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;8. Always be true to myself&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Don’t say yes when I feel no and don’t say no when I feel yes. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Live life to the fullest :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;everyone deserve it. Life just feels better when we expect less and being optimism is the key :) so, worry less ! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;10. Find my dream guy or my dream guy to find me :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I don’t need a fairytale just someone that cherish, care and love as much as I do . &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="di6hmqXBA1qc63yeo1_500" border="0" alt="di6hmqXBA1qc63yeo1_500" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TSMYP75NRuI/AAAAAAAACRw/PnL_88H3Wn4/di6hmqXBA1qc63yeo1_5005.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="333"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="ebmoceeY51qajqi4o1_500" border="0" alt="ebmoceeY51qajqi4o1_500" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TSMYTtP4C3I/AAAAAAAACR0/ngl2Wi34epU/ebmoceeY51qajqi4o1_5006.png?imgmax=800" width="500" height="468"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I want to watch this.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Till then, &lt;br&gt;XOXO.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;p/s: Final exam is starting this Saturday :( &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-2675903340163484855?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2675903340163484855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-need-new-year-resolution.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/2675903340163484855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/2675903340163484855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-need-new-year-resolution.html' title='I need a new year resolution ?'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TSMYP75NRuI/AAAAAAAACRw/PnL_88H3Wn4/s72-c/di6hmqXBA1qc63yeo1_5005.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-122285797105355528</id><published>2010-12-27T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T20:44:29.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them. - Walt Disney</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Christmas is over! Time passes so fast and 2010 is coming to an end. Thinking back of what I did the whole year, I actually didn’t do anything that I can be proud of myself and I feel like a big failure =( Will blog about how I failed and my new year resolution soon ! Maybe I should set easier resolutions for 2011 so that I won’t feel hard and making myself miserable, lol.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I sacrificed things just because I think the best is yet to come is stupid. That is the biggest mistake ever because nothing is perfect. Nothing is flawless. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; width: 660px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:cd7b5313-2de4-4621-b1e3-02fb3dffbac4" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;div id="ce175391-a0dd-4dbb-81ab-891ab5fd2241" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aK4oOfEtEns" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TRiKJALseKI/AAAAAAAACRk/yZUZF07YNKM/videoe13a9987d3d0%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('ce175391-a0dd-4dbb-81ab-891ab5fd2241'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;660\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;384\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/aK4oOfEtEns?hl=en&amp;amp;hd=1\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/aK4oOfEtEns?hl=en&amp;amp;hd=1\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;660\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;384\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;2AM, love this song and I’m addicted to it.&lt;br&gt;thank you &lt;a href="http://www.positive-emoti0nal-me.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;vivi&lt;/a&gt; for sending me the link :D&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;Now I know why girls are so crazy over Korean artist,&lt;br&gt;they are so hot and handsome ! &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I keep repeating this emo sad song and my mood get affected by it :O&lt;br&gt;anyone, recommend me soothing korean songs? ;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0049" border="0" alt="IMAG0049" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TRiKKCqfV0I/AAAAAAAACRo/gE7FdKD0A1s/IMAG004916.jpg?imgmax=800" width="438" height="480"&gt;I want my hair to grow faster, but not my fringe !!&lt;br&gt;and I want my eye bag to disappear T_T&lt;br&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="procrastinate now and panic later" border="0" alt="procrastinate now and panic later" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TRiKK2jSD2I/AAAAAAAACRs/5qqYUGVdTz8/procrastinate-now-and-panic-later2.png?imgmax=800" width="378" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Feeling so lazy when I think of finals :(&lt;br&gt;I feel the stress coming but I still don’t bother to study a little.&lt;br&gt;Keep giving lame excuses to not study, telling myself I still have enough time,&lt;br&gt;over confidence ah? -__-&lt;br&gt;I make sure I study seriously starting from tomorrow, I swear !!! :X&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I’m doubting about “what I want in life” again&lt;br&gt;sigh !&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Signing off,&lt;br&gt;XOXO&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-122285797105355528?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/122285797105355528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/all-our-dreams-can-come-true-if-we-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/122285797105355528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/122285797105355528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/all-our-dreams-can-come-true-if-we-have.html' title='All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them. - Walt Disney'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TRiKJALseKI/AAAAAAAACRk/yZUZF07YNKM/s72-c/videoe13a9987d3d0%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-6965019482755439065</id><published>2010-12-19T22:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T22:09:37.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a lot of things for Christmas, but you're first on my list.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0016" border="0" alt="IMAG0016" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TQ4SDW8EdGI/AAAAAAAACRM/Du1XHZxMr5U/IMAG0016%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Pavillion christmas deco again -.-&lt;br&gt;I think I have to snap pictures with trees and flowers every single time lol&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0017" border="0" alt="IMAG0017" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TQ4SEx2OgsI/AAAAAAAACRQ/62BUxgARwog/IMAG0017%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;went with sister today . &lt;br&gt;we planned to buy clothes for new year but plan kinda failed. &lt;br&gt;I only bought a tee and she bought two . &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0022" border="0" alt="IMAG0022" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TQ4SF8pS34I/AAAAAAAACRU/XFAGlB53lTs/IMAG0022%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The best camwhore picture ! &lt;br&gt;I still cannot aim properly after so many trials and she got fed up with me &lt;br&gt;epic fail -____-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMAG0030" border="0" alt="IMAG0030" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TQ4SHNUkO_I/AAAAAAAACRY/p_f15y6--CQ/IMAG0030%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="361" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Snowflake ! :D&lt;br&gt;Why am I so willing to pay RM5.90 for a bowl of ice T_T&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="dlrjui49j1qbz4h4o1_500" border="0" alt="dlrjui49j1qbz4h4o1_500" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TQ4SH48R4aI/AAAAAAAACRc/PxhsYP4f1wo/dlrjui49j1qbz4h4o1_500%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="368"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;A perfect partner in life is someone you can be with and talk about anything without even realizing that the day was over. Someone who will always listen and feel twice the joy or pain you are going through. When you start to feel that connection, never let it go because there is no more to companionship than to love. Because in the end, when all else fails and are consumed, you will always hold on to the times when you don’t even need to hear the words “I love you.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-6965019482755439065?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6965019482755439065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-want-lot-of-things-for-christmas-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/6965019482755439065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/6965019482755439065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-want-lot-of-things-for-christmas-but.html' title='I want a lot of things for Christmas, but you&amp;#39;re first on my list.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TQ4SDW8EdGI/AAAAAAAACRM/Du1XHZxMr5U/s72-c/IMAG0016%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-2104516153253301912</id><published>2010-12-18T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T22:10:16.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish that I can say all that in my head</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_9337" border="0" alt="IMG_9337" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TQzAsXsaaPI/AAAAAAAACQ4/EPTzARAEoJk/IMG_93373.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Lack of update recently. I was too &lt;strike&gt;lazy&lt;/strike&gt; busy to blog. Not inspired to blog actually. I have too many things to talk about but I don’t think blog is a safe place to express everything. Or maybe I should try to blog about it indirectly. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Hectic college life just ended, I mean no more coursework tests and assignments BUT final exam is in 3 weeks time fml -.- Let’s don’t mention about exam first. I’m planning to start revising from next Wednesday :P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;How can a person doubt themselves as much as I do? I don’t know how to pretend anymore, I can’t hide my emotions like what I did. clueless. I think I should find the answer by flipping a coin. The moment&amp;nbsp; the coin is flipped, your heart will suddenly wish for something and that would be the thing you want most. Things can get so out of expectation sometimes and the best part will be we never expect it to happen at all but it happened . Enough of crap lol.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TQzAtczg8XI/AAAAAAAACQ8/P1HsJbfkggo/s1600-h/ld9hz9MQSV1qbo3q4o1_5007.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" title="ld9hz9MQSV1qbo3q4o1_500" border="0" alt="ld9hz9MQSV1qbo3q4o1_500" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TQzAuRjznGI/AAAAAAAACRA/Dsr5znyYIMU/ld9hz9MQSV1qbo3q4o1_500_thumb3.gif?imgmax=800" width="368" height="480"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Yes, I’m like this :x :(&lt;br&gt;I need to change!!&lt;br&gt;Pride oh pride..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="lddyh2kAwD1qcr1txo1_500" border="0" alt="lddyh2kAwD1qcr1txo1_500" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TQzAwfQOq9I/AAAAAAAACRE/kQSbwRI_Bzo/lddyh2kAwD1qcr1txo1_5002.png?imgmax=800" width="500" height="306"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I’m so obsessed with heels !&lt;br&gt;I want ! I want ! I need cash,&lt;br&gt;So broke T_T&lt;br&gt;and it’s time to shop for new year =D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="HTC_Wildfire_Flamenco-Red" border="0" alt="HTC_Wildfire_Flamenco-Red" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TQzAxwzZfCI/AAAAAAAACRI/-Bj4Cx3tX30/HTC_Wildfire_Flamenco-Red7.jpg?imgmax=800" width="323" height="480"&gt;Thanks Daddy :)&lt;br&gt;I’m a lucky girl lol&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-2104516153253301912?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2104516153253301912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-wish-that-i-can-say-all-that-in-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/2104516153253301912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/2104516153253301912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-wish-that-i-can-say-all-that-in-my.html' title='I wish that I can say all that in my head'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TQzAsXsaaPI/AAAAAAAACQ4/EPTzARAEoJk/s72-c/IMG_93373.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-7158318014105251793</id><published>2010-12-07T21:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T21:10:54.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Went to my college’s SBS Prom Night ( SBS stands for school of business studies, not my secondary school here) The food was okay but the environment was good :D and I did enjoyed myself :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;this post will be flooded with pictures and I will write caption okay :P&lt;br&gt;Pictures are either taken by me or grabbed from facebook. hee&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_9123" border="0" alt="IMG_9123" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TP4yIMeII-I/AAAAAAAACP8/i993ioq1eTY/IMG_91233.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Just applied simple make up and mummy helped me to draw my eyeliner =D&lt;br&gt;Please ignore my eyebag T.T&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_9139" border="0" alt="IMG_9139" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TP4yI7FR1YI/AAAAAAAACQA/7r7OcWjqobs/IMG_91393.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;with Ah Wong in the car&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_9141" border="0" alt="IMG_9141" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TP4yKN5c12I/AAAAAAAACQE/lmue3snDpoA/IMG_91413.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sze Yen in the car too :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="76751_172385342786481_100000450499493_482565_7424766_n" border="0" alt="76751_172385342786481_100000450499493_482565_7424766_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TP4yLCNy-3I/AAAAAAAACQI/AN7C1c9omow/76751_172385342786481_10000045049949.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;synchronize smile here :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="155129_1676177458575_1061626847_1779944_6706394_n" border="0" alt="155129_1676177458575_1061626847_1779944_6706394_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TP4yMGamuGI/AAAAAAAACQM/SCvEIF2mwto/155129_1676177458575_1061626847_1779.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;GIrls ! &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="76854_1676176498551_1061626847_1779935_6483297_n" border="0" alt="76854_1676176498551_1061626847_1779935_6483297_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TP4yNqSyUYI/AAAAAAAACQQ/jCIE5TTzRdY/76854_1676176498551_1061626847_17799.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;from left: sze yen, wei yean, mei li, pamely and me. yee ting was holding camera &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_9145" border="0" alt="IMG_9145" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TP4yOtptOpI/AAAAAAAACQU/-SQx7ShIuZU/IMG_91453.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The stage . &lt;br&gt;watched a few performance and we were busy taking photos in the hall.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_9149" border="0" alt="IMG_9149" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TP4yP_eo2xI/AAAAAAAACQY/lVxX1OzekqA/IMG_91497.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;girls again ! Mei Li looks drunk here :P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="155324_1676181418674_1061626847_1779969_3898046_n" border="0" alt="155324_1676181418674_1061626847_1779969_3898046_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TP4yQx1p5ZI/AAAAAAAACQc/p3IDEv2kTUs/155324_1676181418674_1061626847_1779.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;All “ji mui” here XP&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_9173" border="0" alt="IMG_9173" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TP4ySFl8XEI/AAAAAAAACQg/P8obMBXNKRo/IMG_91733.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The arrival of prom king and queen finalist.&lt;br&gt;and most people actually want to see them more than listening to the guy singing on the stage, pity him lol&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_9169" border="0" alt="IMG_9169" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TP4ySmFJlQI/AAAAAAAACQk/xz9Ld31x-QU/IMG_91697.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;What’s wrong with me @@&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="75152_1676179778633_1061626847_1779959_2029239_n" border="0" alt="75152_1676179778633_1061626847_1779959_2029239_n" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TP4yUcPyWXI/AAAAAAAACQo/rPVRVa1g2XU/75152_1676179778633_1061626847_17799.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Kah Chun the so funny and sometimes sot sot one xD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="155421_470322719626_762074626_5425980_6406630_n" border="0" alt="155421_470322719626_762074626_5425980_6406630_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TP4yVeKpNWI/AAAAAAAACQs/ycyY-Ttfbns/155421_470322719626_762074626_542598.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="426"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Saw TK! the picture is so bright @@&lt;br&gt;he was there to support his friend ( prom king )&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_9159" border="0" alt="IMG_9159" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TP4yWTiviqI/AAAAAAAACQw/i2apZ9wrFM4/IMG_91593.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;pamely me and pui yee.&lt;br&gt;Pui Yee looked so different on that day after makeover !&amp;nbsp; the one with biggest difference! :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="148112_470648309153_535114153_5353076_4951776_n" border="0" alt="148112_470648309153_535114153_5353076_4951776_n" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TP4yXdM95lI/AAAAAAAACQ0/wXxMdYwOpJY/148112_470648309153_535114153_535307.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="427"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mun hoong, the one never stop teasing me since primary, suka buat kacau =.=&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;That’s all for prom :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things that hurt and I’m facing a few now :-( &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Being unsure of how someone feels about you.&lt;br&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Feeling like they are mad at you.&lt;br&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; Being misunderstood by people you care about.&lt;br&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; Being judged by people you care about.&lt;br&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; Feeling like you lost something that was never yours.&lt;br&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; Feeling like you’re doing too much.&lt;br&gt;7.&amp;nbsp; Thinking you aren’t doing enough.&lt;br&gt;8.&amp;nbsp; Not knowing if you should say something.&lt;br&gt;9.&amp;nbsp; Worried about what they’ll think if you do say it.&lt;br&gt;10. Feeling like you care more than they do.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;till then,&lt;br&gt;XOXO&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-7158318014105251793?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7158318014105251793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/prom-night.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/7158318014105251793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/7158318014105251793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/prom-night.html' title='Prom night!'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TP4yIMeII-I/AAAAAAAACP8/i993ioq1eTY/s72-c/IMG_91233.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-5008332882263678027</id><published>2010-12-05T16:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T16:25:47.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't mind being there for you. I just mind being the one you run to just because everyone else is busy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Rewind time .. Travel back to last 25th November 2010. Went to Fullhouse Sunway Pyramid to celebrate Mei Li’s Birthday :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Let the photos do the talking. I am a fail blogger, I brought my camera to snap pictures so that I can post it here and I end up only take 2 pictures of my extremely hot spaghetti&amp;nbsp; -.-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Pictures credit goes to &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1061626847" target="_blank"&gt;Yee Ting&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;So, we planned to have dinner @ Fullhouse after class.&lt;br&gt;Rushed to Yee ting’s place to take our bath and headed out,&lt;br&gt;I was so tired and sleepy the whole journey in the car, heavy traffic hour &lt;br&gt;So I tried to sleep a while but failed -.-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="150335_1671925672283_1061626847_1769476_4347067_n" border="0" alt="150335_1671925672283_1061626847_1769476_4347067_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TPtMfSsevSI/AAAAAAAACPs/zAHvb0byDSk/150335_1671925672283_1061626847_1769%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;13 of us ! Spot me :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_9096" border="0" alt="IMG_9096" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TPtMgZVRdzI/AAAAAAAACPw/UoNgktZEwfA/IMG_90963.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;the only picture I took, my spaghetti &lt;br&gt;The extremely spicy spaghetti which made me sweat and almost cry and I get my drink so late :(&lt;br&gt;and I end up asking people to finish the last portion T_T&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="150331_1671929832387_1061626847_1769487_1630868_n" border="0" alt="150331_1671929832387_1061626847_1769487_1630868_n" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TPtMhgoNNKI/AAAAAAAACP0/8nSSHY7K4cI/150331_1671929832387_1061626847_1769.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I like the environment, simple and nice&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="77104_1671930712409_1061626847_1769488_7594362_n" border="0" alt="77104_1671930712409_1061626847_1769488_7594362_n" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TPtMijOOL_I/AAAAAAAACP4/M4HcsNecI9I/77104_1671930712409_1061626847_17694.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;DAC 25 family &amp;lt;3&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;A short post this time. &lt;br&gt;Feeling very restless lately, I don’t know how to recharge myself anymore.&lt;br&gt;I guess I’m tired with everything, like super tired *ahhh!*&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-5008332882263678027?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5008332882263678027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-don-mind-being-there-for-you-i-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/5008332882263678027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/5008332882263678027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-don-mind-being-there-for-you-i-just.html' title='I don&amp;#39;t mind being there for you. I just mind being the one you run to just because everyone else is busy.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TPtMfSsevSI/AAAAAAAACPs/zAHvb0byDSk/s72-c/150335_1671925672283_1061626847_1769%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-8216763954124000003</id><published>2010-12-03T22:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T22:58:09.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we are who we choose to be :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It’s Friday again and weekends is here again! Time to slow down and take some rest :D&lt;br&gt;I’m here to blog about my thoughts this time. I actually plan to blog about Mei Li’s Birthday celebration but nevermind, postpone first =p &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="just so simple" border="0" alt="just so simple" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TPkFfyNknsI/AAAAAAAACPo/E-3VmdW2a7I/just%20so%20simple%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="375"&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Many &lt;strong&gt;weird thoughts&lt;/strong&gt; crossed my mind the whole week. &lt;br&gt;I like to think a lot and being so negative when I am so tired and stressful :'(&lt;br&gt;and somehow, a friend kinda triggered my thoughts to be even worst -_-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I don’t know how to explain my feelings exactly in words. &lt;br&gt;I’m so bad in expressing actually, anyway I try my best to not make readers get lost lol&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Do 6th sense really works ? can I believe my own instinct ?&lt;br&gt;what if people in my surrounding feels something opposite with my instinct ?&lt;br&gt;Should I trust myself or my friend? &lt;br&gt;I’m in dilemma . hate it =(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I want to know what’s your intention .&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Being tuff is so hard and tiring.&lt;br&gt;I’m not as tuff as I look like and I cry easily T.T&lt;br&gt;Sometimes we just need someone to listen so badly. arrghh&lt;br&gt;can someone listen to me and not commenting a thing, &lt;br&gt;I just want a person to listen and nod his/her head&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I want a simpler life, I just want to be happy. If and only if I can forget everything I have now and go somewhere where nobody knows and me, start a new simple life and just spend time with the person I can’t live without. and stay together happily ever after. wth sounds like a fairy tale -_-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-8216763954124000003?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8216763954124000003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/we-are-who-we-choose-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/8216763954124000003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/8216763954124000003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/we-are-who-we-choose-to-be.html' title='we are who we choose to be :)'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TPkFfyNknsI/AAAAAAAACPo/E-3VmdW2a7I/s72-c/just%20so%20simple%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-8868640814045816639</id><published>2010-12-03T01:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T01:27:50.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood swing ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I’m having FM Test tomorrow but I want to blog so much now. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I’m so bad in controlling my mood and instead make it control me :( I feel so sad these days, just feel sad or maybe just myself doesn’t want to admit the reason behind it, doubting myself. this feeling sucks -.- besides that, I think stress is one of the cause. Hate stressful life and I am extremely tired and sick of it. Having conflict with myself at the moment . Hopefully I will feel better by tomorrow :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I have an urge to travel alone tomorrow. Like maybe walk around aimlessly alone or just sit somewhere and stare at the sky alone. What’s wrong with me -.-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="kill me" border="0" alt="kill me" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TPfXFMUKYNI/AAAAAAAACPk/rW7_6UEEbkI/kill%20me%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="450" height="420"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Goodnight ! &lt;br&gt;XOXO&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-8868640814045816639?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8868640814045816639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/mood-swing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/8868640814045816639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/8868640814045816639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/mood-swing.html' title='Mood swing ?'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TPfXFMUKYNI/AAAAAAAACPk/rW7_6UEEbkI/s72-c/kill%20me%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-7220705376917622841</id><published>2010-11-30T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T22:40:19.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when a girl is quiet and doesn't say a word, that's when she needs you the most .</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi people ! :D &lt;br&gt;Want to continue reading Business Law but my mind is so tired and frustrated now :-( So many thoughts crossed my mind and I’m so distracted by it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STAY TUNE for !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="150335_1671925672283_1061626847_1769476_4347067_n" border="0" alt="150335_1671925672283_1061626847_1769476_4347067_n" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TPUMy00_46I/AAAAAAAACPc/bWERsUCPcJI/150335_1671925672283_1061626847_1769.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Fullhouse post - Mei Li’s Birthday &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;and&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_9191" border="0" alt="IMG_9191" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TPUM0OtQcmI/AAAAAAAACPg/rhV0V49Fo_0/IMG_9191%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Prom ! :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-7220705376917622841?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7220705376917622841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/when-girl-is-quiet-and-doesn-say-word.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/7220705376917622841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/7220705376917622841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/when-girl-is-quiet-and-doesn-say-word.html' title='when a girl is quiet and doesn&amp;#39;t say a word, that&amp;#39;s when she needs you the most .'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TPUMy00_46I/AAAAAAAACPc/bWERsUCPcJI/s72-c/150335_1671925672283_1061626847_1769.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-9164702174082789039</id><published>2010-11-27T21:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T21:21:01.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what ? I'm not a robot!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Lack of update recently and visitor dropped dramatically. Who will want to visit a dead blog ! Anyway, I’m back :D&lt;br&gt;the whole week had been so hectic and tiring ! Will talk about how hectic my life this entire week after this. Show my readers some vain pictures first xD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_9019" border="0" alt="IMG_9019" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TPEFqLP8ZbI/AAAAAAAACPE/-DQpuvRjcgo/IMG_901918.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;smileee lah..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_9036" border="0" alt="IMG_9036" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TPEFrHEr5fI/AAAAAAAACPI/Mwjc8RZyBoI/IMG_90368.jpg?imgmax=800" width="640" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My annoying sister who’s having Spm now. See how stressed and tired she look xD&lt;br&gt;Good luck my dear I love you. bet you won’t read this =p&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_9071" border="0" alt="IMG_9071" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TPEFsDufqoI/AAAAAAAACPM/hjhWfN2G5GQ/IMG_90713.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Yes, I read TIME Magazine :D&lt;br&gt;and I have many untouched issues, an issue a week is too much for me -.-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_9020" border="0" alt="IMG_9020" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TPEFtDaBwRI/AAAAAAAACPQ/MQ5MThFkLG4/IMG_90203.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sarcasm Detection LOL ! O_O&lt;br&gt;one of the 50 best inventions of 2010 in Time Mag.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_9080" border="0" alt="IMG_9080" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TPEFuDbVJRI/AAAAAAAACPU/4nZZxA_MHGo/IMG_90803.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;erk?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; margin: 0px auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_9076" border="0" alt="IMG_9076" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TPEFu0_afwI/AAAAAAAACPY/OqPKQangGEQ/IMG_90763.jpg?imgmax=800" width="360" height="480"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I was camwhoring in car and suddenly pass by a tunnel =.=&lt;br&gt;but I like the effect here.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;enough with my self-love photo :-P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;I didn’t enjoy this week at all. I was so exhausted and frustrated. I took two test this week but I didn’t really prepare myself for it equal to I screwed my FAF paper T_T and I had a massive headache right after my FAF paper ;-( &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;I was so not in the mood the whole week, feeling very disturbed but I don’t know what’s wrong. I don’t know why thoughts about you keep appearing and I dislike that :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;p/s: I’m going to SBS prom night tomorrow. Hopefully I will enjoy the night with friends :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;XOXO&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-9164702174082789039?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/9164702174082789039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/guess-what-i-not-robot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/9164702174082789039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/9164702174082789039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/guess-what-i-not-robot.html' title='Guess what ? I&amp;#39;m not a robot!!!'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TPEFqLP8ZbI/AAAAAAAACPE/-DQpuvRjcgo/s72-c/IMG_901918.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-3689139593280875915</id><published>2010-11-18T21:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T21:48:47.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don’t want to spoil it by doing something stupid</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I guess I’m having conflict within myself. I don’t know what’s wrong with me but I feel so disturbed by my own thoughts. The feeling sucks :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TOUurtYkIKI/AAAAAAAACO8/HTn9RUEvTus/s1600-h/annoying%20not%5B4%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" title="annoying not" alt="annoying not" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TOUuvIKB0aI/AAAAAAAACPA/vHtVcJoFFb4/annoying%20not_thumb%5B2%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="406" height="455"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I’m annoyed -.-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-3689139593280875915?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3689139593280875915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-dont-want-to-spoil-it-by-doing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/3689139593280875915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/3689139593280875915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-dont-want-to-spoil-it-by-doing.html' title='I don’t want to spoil it by doing something stupid'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TOUuvIKB0aI/AAAAAAAACPA/vHtVcJoFFb4/s72-c/annoying%20not_thumb%5B2%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-3424170901484749531</id><published>2010-11-16T22:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T22:52:06.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you okay? I’m just tired.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Just a random update to keep my blog alive.&amp;nbsp; Hectic college life is no good.&lt;br&gt;I’m having 3 test next week and another 1 test and 2 assignments to submit the following week :’(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Btw, I’m here to share something I found online which I think it makes sense also :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ffc000"&gt;Benefits of being short (for a girl) yes, I’m short =D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;Trying to find a boy taller than you is not hard at all&lt;/div&gt; &lt;li&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;Wearing high heels won’t make you look super gigantic&lt;/div&gt; &lt;li&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;Short girls are cute&lt;/div&gt; &lt;li&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;Kissing someone who’s taller is cute when you have to stand on your toes closer to the ground&lt;/div&gt; &lt;li&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;Hide and seek is easier for you than tall people&lt;/div&gt; &lt;li&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;Short people usually run faster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ffc000"&gt;can you agree with all 6 statements? :P&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TOKacqcYAMI/AAAAAAAACOo/bN_-RGqoJxI/s1600-h/so-mean5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" title="so mean" border="0" alt="so mean" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TOKaePZ6bMI/AAAAAAAACOs/KRyXW34T18E/so-mean_thumb3.png?imgmax=800" width="466" height="429"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;this thing is so mean -.-&lt;br&gt;But I guess it’s true, sometimes we expect too much from others&lt;br&gt;and we forget that no one is perfect.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TOKahVxKObI/AAAAAAAACOw/gElSd5E_mLo/s1600-h/homer%5B6%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="homer" border="0" alt="homer" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TOKak3HuWDI/AAAAAAAACO4/VJiWD9qNa_I/homer_thumb%5B4%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="391" height="540"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHA !!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;p/s: tomorrow is public holiday and also mean that I don’t need to do my&amp;nbsp; FAFA tutorial, I’m a lazy student :X&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-3424170901484749531?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3424170901484749531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/are-you-okay-im-just-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/3424170901484749531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/3424170901484749531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/are-you-okay-im-just-tired.html' title='Are you okay? I’m just tired.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TOKaePZ6bMI/AAAAAAAACOs/KRyXW34T18E/s72-c/so-mean_thumb3.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-1333539425954635289</id><published>2010-11-14T21:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T21:02:03.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We could just lay down next to each other. And just talk all night. Even if we do run out of things to talk about, I don’t mind just laying in silence with you. Because being beside you is all I need.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffc000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Snowflake and Pavillion Christmas deco.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;Last Friday, went for snowflake again and I think the portion is too big for one person,&lt;br&gt;I was shivering after eating -.- too cold&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TN_di_0uUtI/AAAAAAAACN4/2B7pAfOyNQQ/s1600-h/IMG_853721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_8537" border="0" alt="IMG_8537" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TN_dkLVYtVI/AAAAAAAACN8/39lRLLabZZQ/IMG_8537_thumb15.jpg?imgmax=800" width="501" height="376"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Soya with kidney bean + pearl + glutinous rice &lt;br&gt;I don’t like that glutinous rice eee..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TN_dl10mxCI/AAAAAAAACOA/ut9TVgEgBWw/s1600-h/IMG_853510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_8535" border="0" alt="IMG_8535" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TN_dmufPk8I/AAAAAAAACOE/TeWbxWNyw1Y/IMG_8535_thumb7.jpg?imgmax=800" width="502" height="376"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Beeping ufo that actually work this time, it vibrated lol&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TN_do83pyGI/AAAAAAAACOI/UGVJ36-ZKsI/s1600-h/IMG_8565%5B11%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_8565" border="0" alt="IMG_8565" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TN_dpxkURlI/AAAAAAAACOM/cqhjdHu-ayc/IMG_8565_thumb%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="506" height="379"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Pavi’s Christmas deco so chun!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TN_drtZj9OI/AAAAAAAACOQ/Ev7ua_mVwOI/s1600-h/IMG_8542%5B11%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_8542" border="0" alt="IMG_8542" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TN_dsoPzVYI/AAAAAAAACOU/lSUySOMO360/IMG_8542_thumb%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="500" height="375"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;buat tak layan my camera =.=”&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TN_duw2ecdI/AAAAAAAACOY/68GWLPuxCdk/s1600-h/IMG_8556%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_8556" border="0" alt="IMG_8556" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TN_dwNDGHEI/AAAAAAAACOc/4j9-7-ErlyQ/IMG_8556_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="505" height="379"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Posers !!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;keep asking me to snap their weird pose -.-&lt;br&gt;So lazy to upload more here, will upload into facebook as soon as possible ( I try, so lazy to upload too :X ) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TN_dxh_4VcI/AAAAAAAACOg/Mj1AS3AWfjU/s1600-h/IMG_8543%5B10%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_8543" border="0" alt="IMG_8543" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TN_dyj-eSeI/AAAAAAAACOk/tpC_MafhaQA/IMG_8543_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="324" height="432"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Till then !&lt;br&gt;XOXO :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-1333539425954635289?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1333539425954635289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/we-could-just-lay-down-next-to-each.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1333539425954635289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1333539425954635289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/we-could-just-lay-down-next-to-each.html' title='We could just lay down next to each other. And just talk all night. Even if we do run out of things to talk about, I don’t mind just laying in silence with you. Because being beside you is all I need.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TN_dkLVYtVI/AAAAAAAACN8/39lRLLabZZQ/s72-c/IMG_8537_thumb15.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-165817282348409735</id><published>2010-11-11T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T21:56:32.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So many things that I wish you knew.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Sometimes you just can’t tell someone how you feel. Not just because you don’t trust them, and not because you think they will call you a freak. But because you can never really find the right words to make them understand. And it makes you frustrated. People take things 100 different ways, and that’s why it’s so hard.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;I am lost :’(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;I get depressed easily these days and I want to burst out everything to someone but I don’t know who to talk to ( refer back to my first paragraph ) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on the happier note,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TNv193iF-0I/AAAAAAAACNg/U4GAWsehPTQ/s1600-h/cartoon%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" title="cartoon" border="0" alt="cartoon" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TNv1_t6wC4I/AAAAAAAACNk/8ukxGKSv5us/cartoon_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="481" height="543"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;aww :D&lt;br&gt;I like to read sweet stuff like this and never get bored xD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TNv2BPn_HLI/AAAAAAAACNo/FiWWPvDFjfw/s1600-h/up%201%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="up 1" border="0" alt="up 1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TNv2B3wQUcI/AAAAAAAACNs/GJAPUsRzbqc/up%201_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="562" height="314"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Watched UP last weekend and the movie is so awwww :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TNv2DOEvlPI/AAAAAAAACNw/9hf9Rb_w7aE/s1600-h/up%202%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="up 2" border="0" alt="up 2" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TNv2D_-rb7I/AAAAAAAACN0/9JQEuslbolE/up%202_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="569" height="321"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;a heart warming story, I’m touched :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-165817282348409735?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/165817282348409735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-many-things-that-i-wish-you-knew.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/165817282348409735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/165817282348409735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-many-things-that-i-wish-you-knew.html' title='So many things that I wish you knew.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TNv1_t6wC4I/AAAAAAAACNk/8ukxGKSv5us/s72-c/cartoon_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-7829643103065907165</id><published>2010-11-07T20:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T20:59:34.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What’s in my mind now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is dull lately :( &lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Imagine life = college assignments, coursework tests, tutorials and nothing else.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I can die !! ( exaggerate ) &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffc000"&gt;I am not those study type of person, I don’t like to read books and I get so frustrated with tutorials work. I won’t study until the last minute.&lt;/font&gt; And I always try to motivate myself to work a little bit harder or stop procrastinating a little, still trying which means I haven’t get over my laziness yet &lt;strong&gt;=_+&lt;/strong&gt; But then, I always force myself to finish tutorials before class, I do it the day before :P I don’t like to go to class feeling blur and lost. ( that’s the one thing I can be proud of lol -_- )&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don’t know what can motivates me to change.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;To at least, make me concern more about my future and actually do something about it.&lt;br&gt;I do think about future ahead and have many aims and objectives in my head, telling myself what I expect to be in how many years time but did I really put in enough effort to achieve my dreams. I doubt that :’(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font color="#9b00d3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It’s never too late but time wait for no one!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;gaining realisation and having aims,objectives are not enough.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;I guess I have to start chasing after my dreams&lt;br&gt;BUT that doesn’t means I am turning into a nerd :P&lt;br&gt;I have many more dreams besides career ;D &lt;br&gt;( will blog about it some other time )&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#f79646" size="3"&gt;Time to wake up and chase after it, chia pei!! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“ Maybe you’re reason why all the doors are closed, &lt;br&gt;So you can open one that leads you to the perfect road ”&lt;/em&gt; Katy Perry - Firework&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-7829643103065907165?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7829643103065907165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/whats-in-my-mind-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/7829643103065907165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/7829643103065907165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/whats-in-my-mind-now.html' title='What’s in my mind now.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-1468730619171611919</id><published>2010-11-05T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T23:30:57.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm always searching for something better</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TNQjKJYjBCI/AAAAAAAACNU/aahQUZLhmmY/s1600-h/hug-guide6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" title="hug guide" border="0" alt="hug guide" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TNQjLWDXWzI/AAAAAAAACNY/643lFa6lrBU/hug-guide_thumb4.gif?imgmax=800" width="573" height="346"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I feel like hugging someone now :D&lt;br&gt;I always wanted to hug people but I stopped myself. It&amp;nbsp; feels weird to suddenly hug a friend or maybe just I don’t practice that with my friends.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div style="padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; width: 586px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:2a4dbfcf-fb51-4e2e-9353-ead658e6bfa4" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"&gt;&lt;div id="9ed808e5-c5f6-4bac-b706-7fad7aba489f" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6tpl9LtkRRw" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TNQjMMN_p3I/AAAAAAAACNc/eZRSvtywOrY/video26e54165be0f%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('9ed808e5-c5f6-4bac-b706-7fad7aba489f'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = &amp;quot;&amp;lt;div&amp;gt;&amp;lt;object width=\&amp;quot;586\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;339\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;param name=\&amp;quot;movie\&amp;quot; value=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/6tpl9LtkRRw?hl=en&amp;amp;hd=1\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/param&amp;gt;&amp;lt;embed src=\&amp;quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/6tpl9LtkRRw?hl=en&amp;amp;hd=1\&amp;quot; type=\&amp;quot;application/x-shockwave-flash\&amp;quot; width=\&amp;quot;586\&amp;quot; height=\&amp;quot;339\&amp;quot;&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/embed&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/object&amp;gt;&amp;lt;\/div&amp;gt;&amp;quot;;" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width:586px;clear:both;font-size:.8em"&gt;Ne-yo &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;one of my favourite :)&lt;br&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br&gt;Ne-yo is hot !! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-1468730619171611919?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1468730619171611919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-always-searching-for-something-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1468730619171611919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1468730619171611919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-always-searching-for-something-better.html' title='I&amp;#39;m always searching for something better'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TNQjLWDXWzI/AAAAAAAACNY/643lFa6lrBU/s72-c/hug-guide_thumb4.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-7139463728581848434</id><published>2010-11-04T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T23:53:50.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're not mine to lose but I still feel like I'm losing you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TNLW9WaRX2I/AAAAAAAACM8/epkADZdJc98/s1600-h/swing%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" title="swing" border="0" alt="swing" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TNLW-VlmncI/AAAAAAAACNA/hgny6DUmQ1A/swing_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="430" height="287"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;please satisfy me. I only want my life to be as simple as that :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;So pissed off ! I was almost done with my post and I accidentally hit the ‘close window’ button ! –.-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;So emo now :(&lt;br&gt;my tummy hurts so badly now, I don’t know what’s wrong but it hurts so much like gastric pain plus with stomach cramp. sigh.&amp;nbsp; I planned to watch UP or lee hom’s movie tonight but plan ruined ! I’m in the mood to watch movie alone now. ( p/s: I don’t like to watch movie alone, I feel lonely. )&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I had an extremely tiring week in college this week. I don’t know what made me that tired but I am extremely tired. Thanks god we have Deepavali holiday this week :D&lt;br&gt;Time to recharge myself to sit for Business Economics Test next week ! &lt;br&gt;I don’t want test :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TNLW_gDhEVI/AAAAAAAACNE/VEI5X4a4bEQ/s1600-h/les_aventures_extrodinaires_d27adele_blanc-sec_poster%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" title="les_aventures_extrodinaires_d27adele_blanc-sec_poster" border="0" alt="les_aventures_extrodinaires_d27adele_blanc-sec_poster" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TNLXAmIURBI/AAAAAAAACNI/92MwhjpeFzI/les_aventures_extrodinaires_d27adele_blanc-sec_poster_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="308" height="418"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Five of us went for movie again this wednesday.&lt;br&gt;and we got cheated by this poster and the movie name –.-&lt;br&gt;quite lame and I laughed a bit but overall its boring.&lt;br&gt;and someone fall asleep lol. &lt;br&gt;I rate 2.5/10 &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TNLXCVn3aXI/AAAAAAAACNM/ukqtgzztKfk/s1600-h/IMG_8464%5B14%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_8464" border="0" alt="IMG_8464" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TNLXDSxZ2jI/AAAAAAAACNQ/daT1pqBKDBE/IMG_8464_thumb%5B11%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="444" height="333"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday !!! &lt;br&gt;November babies in DAC 25 :D&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-7139463728581848434?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7139463728581848434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-not-mine-to-lose-but-i-still-feel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/7139463728581848434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/7139463728581848434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/you-not-mine-to-lose-but-i-still-feel.html' title='you&amp;#39;re not mine to lose but I still feel like I&amp;#39;m losing you.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TNLW-VlmncI/AAAAAAAACNA/hgny6DUmQ1A/s72-c/swing_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-8417886246702278528</id><published>2010-11-02T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T00:19:13.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because I don't care, doesn't mean I don't understand. - Homer Simpson</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TM7ofJCl2YI/AAAAAAAACM0/fMgZeIpBAE4/s1600-h/lol%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-right-width: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" title="lol" border="0" alt="lol" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TM7ogHqHNQI/AAAAAAAACM4/fQZkwNLvFMU/lol_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="333" height="410"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Funny Dad &lt;strong&gt;LOL &lt;/strong&gt;his reply! xD&lt;br&gt;and this kid is so cute too, asking his dad to bring him to club ! haha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;just a random update here.&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I&amp;nbsp; can’t wait for this coming Friday!!! ;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-8417886246702278528?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8417886246702278528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-because-i-don-care-doesn-mean-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/8417886246702278528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/8417886246702278528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-because-i-don-care-doesn-mean-i.html' title='Just because I don&amp;#39;t care, doesn&amp;#39;t mean I don&amp;#39;t understand. - Homer Simpson'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TM7ogHqHNQI/AAAAAAAACM4/fQZkwNLvFMU/s72-c/lol_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-854246585874936450</id><published>2010-10-31T00:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T00:57:28.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How could we lose sight of what matters most</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TMxOdEQBiuI/AAAAAAAACMs/Obhujhh2TiA/s1600-h/change%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="change" border="0" alt="change" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TMxOd9W7LbI/AAAAAAAACMw/NEBK6KrRMGM/change_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="385" height="297"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font color="#0080c0"&gt;I wish there is someone who can seriously change me a&amp;nbsp; little.&lt;br&gt;Can someone just guide me through everything&lt;br&gt;because I’m so lost without direction :S&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;frankly speaking, I’m not someone who get influence easily when it comes to thing like being more hardworking or stop procrastinating,&lt;br&gt;too many lazyworm in my body?&amp;nbsp; –.-&lt;br&gt;I never listen to this kind of advices or maybe they’re not influential enough to me haha.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I sat in front of my laptop for hours facing facebook, messenger, twitter, blogs and I do this everyday and never get bored with it. &lt;strong&gt;Am so lifeless :(&lt;/strong&gt; can someone get me out of all these. SOS lol.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000"&gt;I tend to get frustrated and emotional easily these days :/&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;I found a paragraph, just to share with what girls are thinking and this one sounds so correct ( at least to me ) and girls can be this stupid at times.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’ve realized girls tears only seem to fall when they don’t know what they’re gonna do anymore to try to be happy. They cry cause they’re fighting against those feelings that are telling them to let go, but knowing that if they let go, they might regret it. And they’re just trying to figure out what’s going to happen if they keep holding on, and if they’re willing to go through with all the pain that’s needed just to keep fighting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Goodnight ,&lt;br&gt;XOXO&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-854246585874936450?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/854246585874936450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/how-could-we-lose-sight-of-what-matters.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/854246585874936450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/854246585874936450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/how-could-we-lose-sight-of-what-matters.html' title='How could we lose sight of what matters most'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TMxOd9W7LbI/AAAAAAAACMw/NEBK6KrRMGM/s72-c/change_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-818400385048996318</id><published>2010-10-29T15:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T15:12:26.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fate controls who walks into your life. You decide who you let walk out, who you let stay, and who you refuse to let go. - unknown</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000"&gt;It’s Friday again :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; Will talk about my entire week to keep you guys updated and I don’t want my&amp;nbsp; blog to look dead :O &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Time flies! Another week just ended like that, another unproductive week for me. I slack again! :X &lt;br&gt;Don’t know where my determination gone and the feeling sucks. Enough of complaining =.=&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here to sum up my whole week:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. lunch with Mr. Ck and Dac25.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;Ck treat us lunch last Wednesday after class. btw, Ck is my last semester maf tutor :D First time the whole class go for lunch together. 27 of us conquered Pizza Hut lol ! &lt;font color="#ff8000"&gt;Great lunch day, was so full and laughed like mad :D they’re so good in being lame and telling crap jokes –__-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=445319256993&amp;amp;set=a.434797881993.242414.648001993" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="ck" border="0" alt="ck" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TMpzwCr9Y2I/AAAAAAAACMQ/pTUggIQ7nG8/ck%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="567" height="423"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Family :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Photo credits to ck, I grabbed this from facebook hehe.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TMpzxbCeADI/AAAAAAAACMU/A5KnOaQSBAs/s1600-h/IMG_8371%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_8371" border="0" alt="IMG_8371" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TMpzyVx0mCI/AAAAAAAACMY/9VCoJtnUNmc/IMG_8371_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="561" height="420"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;Spot me :P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TMpzzaaijVI/AAAAAAAACMc/EjQq-XWLmHc/s1600-h/IMG_8369%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_8369" border="0" alt="IMG_8369" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TMpz0vHaP8I/AAAAAAAACMg/jwP-2GU0QvI/IMG_8369_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="321" height="428"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;2. Watched The Child’s Eye&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TMpz1UTN_GI/AAAAAAAACMk/-j1HuDZMIT8/s1600-h/ChildsEye%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="ChildsEye" border="0" alt="ChildsEye" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TMpz2ALKPQI/AAAAAAAACMo/qHbisnED5l4/ChildsEye_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="311" height="444"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000"&gt;Not as scary as I thought and quite boring,&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;tak syok, I yawned few times ( p/s: I slept 5 hours only the night before )&lt;br&gt;I rate 6.5/10 only&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;3. FAF coursework test.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;quite easy *akhem* please don’t be over confident &amp;gt;&amp;lt; okay, maybe easier than I expected hehe. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;4. We're afraid we care too much for fear that the other person doesn't care at all.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I just care too much while the other person don’t care at all. I have enough with all these,&lt;font color="#ff8000"&gt; no point when only one person cares&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;5. I know what to do.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Talked with a friend about my doubts and I think about what my friend told me deeply and I guess friend is right. I’m fine now and it’s not too late to realise. I’m back to the normal me,&lt;font color="#ff8000"&gt; optimistic :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;6. Stumble upon this quote : &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;“People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that’s what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake.” &lt;em&gt;Eat Pray Love,&lt;/em&gt;Elizabeth Gilbert&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;I love reading quotes a lot and sometimes it can affect my thoughts. Not every quotes but some of it really reflects well :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-818400385048996318?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/818400385048996318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/fate-controls-who-walks-into-your-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/818400385048996318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/818400385048996318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/fate-controls-who-walks-into-your-life.html' title='Fate controls who walks into your life. You decide who you let walk out, who you let stay, and who you refuse to let go. - unknown'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TMpzwCr9Y2I/AAAAAAAACMQ/pTUggIQ7nG8/s72-c/ck%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-4361582342568462535</id><published>2010-10-25T22:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T22:24:22.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>“I fall in love every time. And I don't really fall in love a lot, but when I do, I fall hard" - Katy Perry</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Halfway doing my business economics tutorial now and I get stuck. My brain seriously shut down. I am too tired to think of the answer. My mind in filled up with unnecessary thoughts which I would want to avoid very badly. I never feel like this for so long, totally forgotten the last time I feel&amp;nbsp; this way. I’m always positive but not this time. I can’t bear with so many questionable doubts in my head. That’s enough to kill me bit by bit. I must stop it from&amp;nbsp; ruining me but I guess I’m almost dead. *suffocate and can barely breathe already* Why do things must be so complicated ? what’s the barrier in between? am I such a difficult person? who is the one stupid here ? me or you ?? I’m giving up but I still have faith in it. Do I make sense ? lol .&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I wish you are here.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;anyway, I’m continuing with my economics now or perhaps study for my FAF exam on wednesday morning. wish me luck.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;XOXO&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-4361582342568462535?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4361582342568462535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-fall-in-love-every-time-and-i-don.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/4361582342568462535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/4361582342568462535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-fall-in-love-every-time-and-i-don.html' title='“I fall in love every time. And I don&amp;#39;t really fall in love a lot, but when I do, I fall hard&amp;quot; - Katy Perry'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-4445239205022461624</id><published>2010-10-23T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T22:02:47.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I never wanted to be your whole life, just your favourite part.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TMLqzkEdrmI/AAAAAAAACLg/92Alp4BfJ7E/s1600-h/say%20will%5B5%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="say will" border="0" alt="say will" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TMLq0ddwUxI/AAAAAAAACLk/Qrr6lLDnisw/say%20will_thumb%5B3%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="386" height="267"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;Stop saying I WISH to stop procrastinating and study hard !&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;instead, Say &lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;I WILL stop procrastinating and study hard starting from next week because coursework tests and assignments are starting next week !&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;font color="#0080c0"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stress life :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt; But, Life still goes on. So, just bear with it and be happy. what’s the point of frowning when it cannot change a thing. be positive! I’m always a happy girl :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I was quite emo these days. Maybe my expression doesn’t show but I am so not in the good mood. Not to consider as bad mood, just moody. I’m doubting so much, many things made me in doubt. Words from my friends are hurting, somehow they have their points too. I am so lost. Should I still believe in my intuition? Trust myself, please? Anyway, I am fine already. =)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000"&gt;Bukit Tabur ! &lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;I start to love hiking :D&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;but it was so tiring and my right arm hurts the next day :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;They were twelve of us :me, kah wei, chee xuan, gee foo, wei yean, sze yen, huichuin, mei li, mei li’s bf, yee ting, kah chun and yee ting’s housemate. &lt;br&gt;We planned to watch sunrise at 630am,so we started to hike at 515am. &lt;br&gt;My first time hiking in the dark =D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;But Too bad ! no sunrise –.-&lt;br&gt;either the mist blocked or we’re at the wrong side lol.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TMLq1mvK3BI/AAAAAAAACLo/CqsNTD9ai1s/s1600-h/IMG_8049%5B12%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_8049" border="0" alt="IMG_8049" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TMLq2pfaM3I/AAAAAAAACLs/aoqZnua3fCo/IMG_8049_thumb%5B10%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="514" height="385"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;the view. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TMLq3yIAEXI/AAAAAAAACLw/--5P8tBFg8o/s1600-h/IMG_8048%5B11%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_8048" border="0" alt="IMG_8048" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TMLq46p9bFI/AAAAAAAACL0/3JQHtmUiL4s/IMG_8048_thumb%5B9%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="505" height="379"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;the same view. lol&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TMLq6ZpdzoI/AAAAAAAACL4/ndNVDo6h1pE/s1600-h/IMG_8013%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_8013" border="0" alt="IMG_8013" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TMLq8hY2kNI/AAAAAAAACL8/LiFaxJIUWZc/IMG_8013_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="488" height="366"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;almost at the peak, the sky is getting brighter. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TMLq-GcbHoI/AAAAAAAACMA/DkZCMry3IxQ/s1600-h/IMG_8024%5B12%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_8024" border="0" alt="IMG_8024" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TMLq_KjezZI/AAAAAAAACME/YHmUpKZBoUo/IMG_8024_thumb%5B10%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="297" height="396"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;ignore my pale looking face.&lt;br&gt;I didn’t have enough sleep ! &lt;br&gt;slept at 130am and woke up at 415am . zzz I need sleep&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TMLrAYn4yXI/AAAAAAAACMI/7o0s8MChe_s/s1600-h/ugly%20me%5B15%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="ugly me" border="0" alt="ugly me" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TMLrBSqi22I/AAAAAAAACMM/ACQaGFlAu5k/ugly%20me_thumb%5B13%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="285"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;epic expression –_-&lt;br&gt;I was biting nugget and kah wei snapped this! we laughed like mad when I beg her to delete this but she refused to delete and updated into facebook.&lt;br&gt;sob :(&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-4445239205022461624?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4445239205022461624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-never-wanted-to-be-your-whole-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/4445239205022461624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/4445239205022461624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-never-wanted-to-be-your-whole-life.html' title='I never wanted to be your whole life, just your favourite part.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TMLq0ddwUxI/AAAAAAAACLk/Qrr6lLDnisw/s72-c/say%20will_thumb%5B3%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-6832439116008141107</id><published>2010-10-19T20:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T20:45:25.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I put a wall up it's not because I don't want to let you in. It's because I want to see if you love me enough to break it down</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TL2S4KS2nFI/AAAAAAAACLY/g4XBqa3fij0/s1600-h/be%20there%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="be there" border="0" alt="be there" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TL2S405-BBI/AAAAAAAACLc/I-k9027Eruo/be%20there_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="365" height="225"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the question now is, will you be there? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Sometimes, someone comes into your life that changes everything. They’re able to make you smile, laugh, and allow you to be yourself. There’s something about them that is unexplainable; and even though you’re not even with them, you don’t want to let that person go.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;sometimes we underestimate how important is a person in our life. We underestimate how much a person can influence us. It never crossed my mind that I can be upset by a small thing. I don’t know why I am upset by such a thing also, I would say more towards disappointed. I understand there is reason why so but I am not happy with the truth this time :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I wish I can read your mind, I don’t like to play guessing game. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-6832439116008141107?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6832439116008141107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/when-i-put-wall-up-it-not-because-i-don.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/6832439116008141107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/6832439116008141107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/when-i-put-wall-up-it-not-because-i-don.html' title='When I put a wall up it&amp;#39;s not because I don&amp;#39;t want to let you in. It&amp;#39;s because I want to see if you love me enough to break it down'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TL2S405-BBI/AAAAAAAACLc/I-k9027Eruo/s72-c/be%20there_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-2496445873413236041</id><published>2010-10-16T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T23:06:52.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugh as much as you breathe and love as long as you live. — Anonymous</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#400080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 30- Who are you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLm_hTAJnlI/AAAAAAAACLI/clCJO69Z5oo/s1600-h/halfofthetime4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="half of the time" border="0" alt="half of the time" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLm_i1jFFGI/AAAAAAAACLQ/ZpRRvo_iTZA/halfofthetime_thumb2.png?imgmax=800" width="396" height="277"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who are you? I am who I am ? LOL&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I have no idea what to talk about.&lt;br&gt;The whole ‘30 day challenge’ and all my posts already explain who am I :)  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#8000ff"&gt;When it comes to what you think about a person, it is usually subjective. &lt;br&gt;It depends whether we can accept their characteristics and behaviours or not.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;For example, some people dislike people who smokes while some can accept it. or we can hate a person for being like a bitch and others around her can accept it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;So, I can’t explain who am I. &lt;br&gt;It depends on how you want to judge me =)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My 30 day challenge ends here :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and I am proud to say I only failed to update once only! hehe&lt;br&gt;still, I will try my best to update &lt;strike&gt;everyday&lt;/strike&gt; whenever I am free :D&lt;br&gt;maybe I will try to keep it lively by updating quotes and nice pictures everyday? ;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000"&gt;P/s: I just try snowflake today, like finally! :D&lt;br&gt;BUT I was freezing cold and forced myself to finish that ice –.-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-2496445873413236041?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2496445873413236041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/laugh-as-much-as-you-breathe-and-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/2496445873413236041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/2496445873413236041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/laugh-as-much-as-you-breathe-and-love.html' title='Laugh as much as you breathe and love as long as you live. — Anonymous'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLm_i1jFFGI/AAAAAAAACLQ/ZpRRvo_iTZA/s72-c/halfofthetime_thumb2.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-1781637065155063365</id><published>2010-10-15T21:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T21:02:54.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People always say follow your heart, but what if your heart doesn't know what to do either ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#400080"&gt;Day 29- In this past month, what have you learned&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLhQ-VeIJWI/AAAAAAAACLA/msaTSvOGIEU/s1600-h/strength%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="strength" border="0" alt="strength" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLhQ_UkmXHI/AAAAAAAACLE/wyyN7EvAD9s/strength_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="390" height="288"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000"&gt;Realisation occur again within me :O&lt;br&gt;time to grow up,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;1. Everything happen for a reason :’)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Miracle do happen at times.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;My semester 4 result is a hope god had given to me. I believe it’s never too late to work hard, we just have to do our best and god will do the rest :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Accounting is not easy after all –.-&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;I’m having a hard time trying to understand partnership accounts and I still don’t understand a thing. Fml T.T&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;4. Take risk in something worth the risk.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;You never know what outcome if you don’t.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;5. Human is very hard to satisfy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;I want semester break during college and I want to go back to college asap when i’m having break&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;6. I realise I love fashion :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Good relationship don't just happen, they take time, patience and two people who want to be together&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;stumble upon this quote and this is so right. Anyway, I’m not in a relationship. Sometimes friends get so curious when I post something like this xD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;8. Fear is just a state of mind and nothing is impossible.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;just whether you want or not only =)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Never trust someone easily&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Expect less from others to not get disappointed easily.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;we get so upset when we expect too much and end up with disappointment. However, when we expect less and something positive and unexpected happen, I feel so contented.&amp;nbsp; :) maybe I am those easily satisfy type ? hehe&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Signing off,&lt;br&gt;XOXO&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-1781637065155063365?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1781637065155063365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/people-always-say-follow-your-heart-but.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1781637065155063365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1781637065155063365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/people-always-say-follow-your-heart-but.html' title='People always say follow your heart, but what if your heart doesn&amp;#39;t know what to do either ?'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLhQ_UkmXHI/AAAAAAAACLE/wyyN7EvAD9s/s72-c/strength_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-2538250518344353832</id><published>2010-10-14T21:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T21:47:45.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I believe that every single event in life happens in an opportunity to choose love over fear. - Oprah Winfrey</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#400080"&gt;Day 28- A picture of you last year and now, how have you changed since then?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLcJ7ujBpRI/AAAAAAAACKo/3DsYCoiVl-w/s1600-h/simple%20life%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="simple life" border="0" alt="simple life" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLcJ8Un2o0I/AAAAAAAACKs/tCT5E_PMBaY/simple%20life_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="440" height="295"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;I want to be carefree leh :/&lt;br&gt;Somehow, thoughts cannot stop playing in my mind lately. I have been thinking a lot of many things. More like random thoughts keep pop out from my mind and I can think so far away and I start imagining things and my mood get affected. I can be so hyper and crazy this moment and very quiet the next moment –.- Thoughts please leave me alone lah. I guess I’m having mood swing =.=&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;College stuff is so stressful. I don’t know how I can feel the pressure so fast. It is just 3rd week of my semester and I feel like dying looking at FAF ( financial accounting framework). How to survive in ACCA next time :X Anyway, I am still as lazy as before.. I do my tutorials the day before tutorial class but who cares, I still complete it before class :P I need to get myself motivated a little ;)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ffffff"&gt;think I need you more than I planned to. &lt;br&gt;:O&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;***&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLcJ9GjhCxI/AAAAAAAACKw/Mx-MSyxVRDY/s1600-h/IMGP5312%20-%20Copy%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMGP5312 - Copy" border="0" alt="IMGP5312 - Copy" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLcJ-R8c5LI/AAAAAAAACK0/ToGRJ57O2F4/IMGP5312%20-%20Copy_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="307" height="372"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Back in 2009,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;I’m a specky girl and I look nerd.&lt;br&gt;this is the best picture of me that I can find xD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLcJ_BmPGUI/AAAAAAAACK4/YX-v4hkOO3g/s1600-h/IMG_7817%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_7817" border="0" alt="IMG_7817" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLcJ_3Nq2uI/AAAAAAAACK8/9U_ONctLbKk/IMG_7817_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="285" height="379"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Sunday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;taken in Jing Shi Cafe.&lt;br&gt;Was studying with sis at this cafe, love the environment =)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;physical changes? you judge :)&lt;br&gt;Somehow, I changed a lot mentally, more mature I would say.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;not in the mood to blog,&lt;br&gt;Bye bye.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;XOXO&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-2538250518344353832?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2538250518344353832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-believe-that-every-single-event-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/2538250518344353832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/2538250518344353832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-believe-that-every-single-event-in.html' title='I believe that every single event in life happens in an opportunity to choose love over fear. - Oprah Winfrey'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLcJ8Un2o0I/AAAAAAAACKs/tCT5E_PMBaY/s72-c/simple%20life_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-2596172947384884285</id><published>2010-10-13T21:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T21:29:23.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better a cruel truth than a comfortable delusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#400080"&gt;Day 27- Why are you doing this 30 day challenge&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_7884" border="0" alt="IMG_7884" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLW0MtgzW3I/AAAAAAAACKk/qRVBcrl8GeU/IMG_7884_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="270" height="360"&gt;Sushi King bonanza @ Low Yat Plaza :D&lt;br&gt;six of us went for sushi after college, we ate 39 plates! &lt;br&gt;I ate six plates only due to budget constraint T_T I’m gonna broke soon or can consider already broke. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80c0"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why am I doing this 30 day challenge ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. I am out of topic to blog, I can’t think of any nice topic to talk about. &lt;br&gt;2. I was too bored during semester break, so I started this. &lt;br&gt;3. I find that I can express myself better with given topics. =) &lt;br&gt;4. I love blogging :P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;that’s all for today, I have to do my management accounting tutorial before tomorrow class.&lt;br&gt;last minute work again T.T&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Bye.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-2596172947384884285?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2596172947384884285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/better-cruel-truth-than-comfortable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/2596172947384884285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/2596172947384884285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/better-cruel-truth-than-comfortable.html' title='Better a cruel truth than a comfortable delusion'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLW0MtgzW3I/AAAAAAAACKk/qRVBcrl8GeU/s72-c/IMG_7884_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-1701896873624925403</id><published>2010-10-12T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T23:28:29.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know why I'm so afraid to lose you when you aren't even mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#400080"&gt;Day 26- What you think about your friends&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLR-mP2_svI/AAAAAAAACKc/XDra9MUvEBU/s1600-h/smile%5B3%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto" title="smile" alt="smile" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLR-myroqvI/AAAAAAAACKg/ni2STvUgO3I/smile_thumb%5B1%5D.gif?imgmax=800" width="341" height="341"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I just reached home from wei yean’s birthday celebration.&lt;br&gt;I am really tired and sleepy now, can fall asleep in front my laptop now lol.&lt;br&gt;I am here to blog first before I take my bath and straight away sleep right after that ( just because I don’t want to fail my 30 day challenge again –.- ) luckily today’s question is easy :P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;What you think about your friends&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My friends are all awesome :D&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br&gt;I had friends with all kind of characters and can be so different. &lt;br&gt;I get along well with people quite easily most of the time but I cannot get along with all types of people. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Friends can be categorise into many categories like friends you hang out with, friends you study with, friends you can shop together, friends you can talk about anything, friends you can share secret with, friends you only say hi and bye and friends who will be there whenever you need them and many more =)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;that’s all for today :)&lt;br&gt;I’m not doing my faf tutorial :P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-1701896873624925403?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1701896873624925403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-don-know-why-i-so-afraid-to-lose-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1701896873624925403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1701896873624925403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-don-know-why-i-so-afraid-to-lose-you.html' title='I don&amp;#39;t know why I&amp;#39;m so afraid to lose you when you aren&amp;#39;t even mine'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLR-myroqvI/AAAAAAAACKg/ni2STvUgO3I/s72-c/smile_thumb%5B1%5D.gif?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-237479109493374009</id><published>2010-10-11T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T20:44:55.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Out Point</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#400080"&gt;Day 25- What I would find in your bag&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#ff80c0"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before that, I wanna blog about look out point first :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLMGe_1fCDI/AAAAAAAACJU/Wa04lRmubgc/s1600-h/IMG_770916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_7709" border="0" alt="IMG_7709" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLMGf6IxvBI/AAAAAAAACJY/nTWpgHcIflk/IMG_7709_thumb14.jpg?imgmax=800" width="476" height="357"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whole KL view from the restaurant :)&lt;br&gt;the weather is hot, not cooling at all ( no wind ), environment was good, quite romantic and food was okay. Btw, I think we ruined the romantic feel in the restaurant, we’re so noisy and 38 –.-&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLMGgwEYNLI/AAAAAAAACJc/bz-I7oX1jkk/s1600-h/IMG_769910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_7699" border="0" alt="IMG_7699" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLMGiAz-ZnI/AAAAAAAACJg/TiLqeokaaOM/IMG_7699_thumb8.jpg?imgmax=800" width="455" height="341"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;Half of DAC 25 is here, twelve of us! &lt;br&gt;try to spot me :P&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLMGjgtxt6I/AAAAAAAACJk/9aTxIi7cbzI/s1600-h/IMG_76539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_7653" border="0" alt="IMG_7653" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLMGlFBeegI/AAAAAAAACJo/y_yRKzQwgYs/IMG_7653_thumb7.jpg?imgmax=800" width="469" height="352"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;Kah wei, wei yean, hui san and me.&lt;br&gt;We reached quite early, around 6pm if I’m not mistaken.&lt;br&gt;went there right after college, MA class ended at 5pm. So, we walk around and chamwhore. What else can we do xD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLMGmG7ivPI/AAAAAAAACJs/jNrM3YSes1s/s1600-h/IMG_76619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_7661" border="0" alt="IMG_7661" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLMGnBrYc0I/AAAAAAAACJw/_ZchNPd92JE/IMG_7661_thumb7.jpg?imgmax=800" width="475" height="356"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do re mi ~ &lt;br&gt;sze yen, wei yean, Me, hui san, kah wei, li yean, yee ting and mei li :D &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLMGo2giHmI/AAAAAAAACJ0/-6kB_QlUhbk/s1600-h/IMG_766310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_7663" border="0" alt="IMG_7663" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLMGqL-8e4I/AAAAAAAACJ4/CxazCr3lvgQ/IMG_7663_thumb8.jpg?imgmax=800" width="479" height="359"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;Wei yean not suppose to stand beside me lor –.-&lt;br&gt;anyway, her ‘wood’ (what we call that lol ) is ‘taller’ okay. &amp;gt;&amp;lt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLMGrFPfuWI/AAAAAAAACJ8/mIaXIL1j-eU/s1600-h/IMG_76667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_7666" border="0" alt="IMG_7666" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLMGsBQmMjI/AAAAAAAACKA/smoevcts5W4/IMG_7666_thumb5.jpg?imgmax=800" width="464" height="348"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;Few of us :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLMGtOk7yII/AAAAAAAACKE/XDPZOXREoIc/s1600-h/IMG_7676%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_7676" border="0" alt="IMG_7676" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLMGt4PEhAI/AAAAAAAACKI/EiqVuJ5PDuE/IMG_7676_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="270" height="360"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;guys like to camwhore too XD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLMGu9By6GI/AAAAAAAACKM/NeJkVxn7puc/s1600-h/IMG_7698%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_7698" border="0" alt="IMG_7698" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLMGv9QaXzI/AAAAAAAACKQ/yIlCUUX1WMA/IMG_7698_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="455" height="341"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;My cheese and Ham chicken chop &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLMGwicxWqI/AAAAAAAACKU/m5pSbQIybyI/s1600-h/IMG_7704%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="IMG_7704" border="0" alt="IMG_7704" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLMGxbxz2jI/AAAAAAAACKY/mfHHv_jmXxI/IMG_7704_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="454" height="340"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;chee xuan, Me, hui san and ngee ming&lt;br&gt;hui san trying to hide her &lt;strike&gt;fat&lt;/strike&gt; arms here :p&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#400080"&gt;What I would find in your bag.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;1. My purse&lt;br&gt;2. My phone&lt;br&gt;3. A bottle of water&lt;br&gt;4. Mirror :D&lt;br&gt;5. Lip Balm, mascara, bb cream ( girls mar )&lt;br&gt;6. Umbrella &lt;br&gt;7. Pad &lt;br&gt;8. Tissues&lt;br&gt;9. Key&lt;br&gt;10. Comb&lt;br&gt;11. Camera maybe&lt;br&gt;12. Walkman maybe&lt;br&gt;13. Sweets xD&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8000"&gt;p/s: I still havent finish my tutorial T_T fail.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;till then,&lt;br&gt;XOXO&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-237479109493374009?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/237479109493374009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/look-out-point.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/237479109493374009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/237479109493374009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/look-out-point.html' title='Look Out Point'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLMGf6IxvBI/AAAAAAAACJY/nTWpgHcIflk/s72-c/IMG_7709_thumb14.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-6220039658877118486</id><published>2010-10-10T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T21:30:58.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10.10.10 :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#400080"&gt;Day 24- A letter to your parents&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLHAC155saI/AAAAAAAACJM/WMIuP9puToY/s1600-h/IMG_7799%5B12%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_7799" border="0" alt="IMG_7799" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLHAEBi0k1I/AAAAAAAACJQ/UCnhju6jLME/IMG_7799_thumb%5B10%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="505" height="378"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friends forever =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;lasting friendship despite everyone is heading different road after high school.&lt;br&gt;we do not meet each other so often anymore and everyone is seeing new friends but fortunately we’re still as close as before. I love you all :D will blog about pei ee’s birthday after look out point post. (no guarantee though – I’m a busy college student :P )&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff8080"&gt;A letter to my parents.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear mommy and daddy,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know both of you won’t be reading this but I want to say I love you all so much :D I’m sorry for being such a naughty and stubborn daughter :X I know I throw tantrum when I am in bad mood, I argue with sister and cause trouble but from the bottom of my heart, no words could describe how much I cherish everything you all had given me =) FAMILY = father and mother I love you. &amp;lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-6220039658877118486?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6220039658877118486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/101010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/6220039658877118486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/6220039658877118486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/101010.html' title='10.10.10 :)'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLHAEBi0k1I/AAAAAAAACJQ/UCnhju6jLME/s72-c/IMG_7799_thumb%5B10%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-1867528126451227229</id><published>2010-10-09T17:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T17:03:36.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No matter how hard it gets, just keep going because you only fail when you give up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#400080"&gt;Day 23- Something you crave for a lot&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLAv0lXNu9I/AAAAAAAACIs/w8fIcsiUd9s/s1600-h/blackberry%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="blackberry" border="0" alt="blackberry" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLAv1c111DI/AAAAAAAACIw/nRu1JcIPttQ/blackberry_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="340" height="252"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;Blackberry ! &lt;br&gt;There was once I crave for a blackberry so badly. I want one so badly and I asked from my dad so many times until he get bored with me. However my craving is over and I don’t think I need one after all. I think people really change. For now, I would want to stick with my old k550 SE phone. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLAv2IyhbqI/AAAAAAAACI0/NR1ldzlJ05M/s1600-h/hamster%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="hamster" border="0" alt="hamster" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLAv20oo6MI/AAAAAAAACI4/Jbjwzm1JQ5U/hamster_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="236" height="244"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;I want Hamster(s) so badly !! :(&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLAv37vQjqI/AAAAAAAACI8/KcZCe6kGRjs/s1600-h/pretty%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="pretty" border="0" alt="pretty" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLAv4UObzPI/AAAAAAAACJA/19Z_xrtUsBA/pretty_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="327" height="249"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;I love accessories so much and I cannot have enough :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLAv5KxIeFI/AAAAAAAACJE/68WYlGYphyk/s1600-h/simple%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="simple" border="0" alt="simple" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLAv5-Gt7qI/AAAAAAAACJI/tRMhQmc45lM/simple_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="334" height="408"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;I don’t ask for more, a simple life like this will do.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;P/s: I’m meeting my high school friends later at Pei Ee’s Birthday party xD So excited !! :D&lt;br&gt;Time to dress up and get ready ! Bye ! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;XOXO&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-1867528126451227229?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1867528126451227229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/no-matter-how-hard-it-gets-just-keep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1867528126451227229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/1867528126451227229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/no-matter-how-hard-it-gets-just-keep.html' title='No matter how hard it gets, just keep going because you only fail when you give up.'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TLAv1c111DI/AAAAAAAACIw/nRu1JcIPttQ/s72-c/blackberry_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-7509096479301755792</id><published>2010-10-08T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T23:26:20.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd go anywhere as long as I'm with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#400080"&gt;Day 22- What makes you different from everyone else&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TK84EpYpaZI/AAAAAAAACIc/SHLJdPKIRAo/s1600-h/IMG_7681%5B11%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="IMG_7681" border="0" alt="IMG_7681" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TK84Fc8GUTI/AAAAAAAACIg/qwX_Ml806d4/IMG_7681_thumb%5B9%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="471" height="353"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;One of my favourite picture !&lt;br&gt;all of us look good here :)&lt;br&gt;Went to Look Out Point with Dac25 mates yesterday, will blog about it asap. hee&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Another difficult topic today and I’m so out of time, it’s 11.05pm now.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Everyone is different from others even twins are different! They may look alike or the same but with different/opposite characters.&lt;br&gt;what makes me different from others is I always be myself ? &lt;br&gt;Maybe I share something about me here instead of writing what makes me different from others because I don’t know how to judge. lol&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TK84GKeLrtI/AAAAAAAACIk/C6lXIG3E7FI/s1600-h/james%20frey%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="james frey" border="0" alt="james frey" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TK84G4torAI/AAAAAAAACIo/g_5ydTp3G10/james%20frey_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="347" height="261"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;To be honest, I always care what people thinks about me. I always wonder what impression I give to others, whether it' is bad or good, I want to know indeed I am quite curious :O For I don’t know what reason, I started to stop being so curious. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;We cannot stop people from talking about us but we can stop giving them things to talk about ( Quoted by Miley Cyrus IF I’m not mistaken ). &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;That’s all for today, I am extremely exhausted and so I have to end here.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;P/s: Can’t wait to see my high school darlings and sweethearts tomorrow :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;XOXO.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-7509096479301755792?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7509096479301755792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-go-anywhere-as-long-as-i-with-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/7509096479301755792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/7509096479301755792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-go-anywhere-as-long-as-i-with-you.html' title='I&amp;#39;d go anywhere as long as I&amp;#39;m with you'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TK84Fc8GUTI/AAAAAAAACIg/qwX_Ml806d4/s72-c/IMG_7681_thumb%5B9%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7893204350076813900.post-7454459703907710483</id><published>2010-10-07T19:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T19:30:00.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>“The hardest thing to learn in life is which bridge to cross and which to burn.” — David Russell</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #400080;"&gt;Day 21- A picture of something that makes you happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff8080;"&gt;This is a scheduled post I drafted yesterday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to post a scheduled post, so that I won’t fail my challenge again :P&lt;br /&gt;anyway, If you’re wondering why I cannot update,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The reason is I’m having dinner with my classmates :D&lt;br /&gt;No idea what time I will reach home hehe.&lt;br /&gt;will blog about it later =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TKyZfI_rUlI/AAAAAAAACIU/cFiy5toYlKw/s1600-h/all%20we%20need%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="all we need" border="0" height="410" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TKyZf-YrTWI/AAAAAAAACIY/bL0SoA2AuVw/all%20we%20need_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="all we need" width="359" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff8000;"&gt;PEACE.LOVE.MUSIC = something that makes me happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0080;"&gt;Peace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I don’t like to be in a hard and dramatic situation. I dislike chaos and try my best to avoid chaos. But sometimes things are out of our control and unavoidable. Conflict can happen anytime easily. Even one unpleasant sentence can cause conflict, I think some conflict cannot be avoided because we always like to stand for our rights, we want to' ‘fight back’ and debate why we’re right instead of someone with opposite points. There is no wrong in fighting for our rights. And why should I agree with something I actually go against with just because I don’t want chaos. Anyway, I guess I’m going too far. PEACE ^^v&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0080;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I like to feel like I’m being taken care of, pampered, protected and loved :D ( who will don’t like lol ) I’m not referring to a relationship only here. It applies to family and friends too. I don’t know how to describe the feelings when you know you have someone to hold on to when you need them, someone to talk about anything, someone to comfort you whenever you need, someone who take care of you all the time, someone to hug when you need one, someone who actually cares from the bottom of their heart. I am blessed with a happy family and great friends around =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0080;"&gt;Music &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;defines mood.&lt;br /&gt;Music describe feelings words cannot decribe.&lt;br /&gt;to be exact, happy/good songs make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I don’t really listen to music according to my mood all the time hee.&lt;br /&gt;One thing, I always think of someone when I listen to a certain songs. xD&lt;br /&gt;by the way, I hate sad emo songs except I’m feeling down.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, u’re in a very good mood and suddenly the radio plays sad song like Beyonce – Why don’t you love me =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m in the mood : I Don’t Want to Miss a Thing – Aerosmith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7893204350076813900-7454459703907710483?l=sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7454459703907710483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/hardest-thing-to-learn-in-life-is-which.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/7454459703907710483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7893204350076813900/posts/default/7454459703907710483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweet-and-sour-life.blogspot.com/2010/10/hardest-thing-to-learn-in-life-is-which.html' title='“The hardest thing to learn in life is which bridge to cross and which to burn.” — David Russell'/><author><name>Chia Pei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15458257891323598631</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/S9FArMzOLAI/AAAAAAAAB34/4ku5hZ1ZU1k/S220/IMGP6265_cp.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_UbTKKT5Hx3c/TKyZf-YrTWI/AAAAAAAACIY/bL0SoA2AuVw/s72-c/all%20we%20need_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
